Gumo did not immediately launch a killing spree.

He chose to play it safe and wait until his strength was consolidated before taking action to avoid being plotted again.

Through the camera footage, Zhu Qinghong and others saw everything, including the emperor.

He had mixed feelings in his heart.

Things eventually reached a point of no return.

Trapped in a local camp, the emperor saw that the country was in danger, but there was nothing he could do.

Internal and external troubles, life and death are at stake.

How to make a living and find a chance of survival?

Is there really still life?

"Hey, Emperor of Jinlan Kingdom. Your power is mental control, right? If you don't give hints to those emperors for a long time, will the mental control be unlocked? If it is unlocked, do you know what will happen if their nature is stimulated?" Su

Ruiwan taste.

The emperor was speechless.

Others were noncommittal. What could happen? It would just push the country to perish faster.

Zhu Qinghong peeled an orange in his hand and looked at the emperor: "What's your name? I can give you a chance to ask for help."

"He Lan. Why?" Emperor He Lan looked at Zhu Qinghong in confusion, why did he give him this opportunity?

"On a whim." Zhu Qinghong said calmly.

Only she knows whether it is true or false.

But that doesn’t stop you from giving a chance.

He Lan stood up and bowed deeply: "When his strength is fully restored, no one in the country can stop him. He will destroy the entire alliance. Please, get rid of him. I agree to any conditions. Please, save me."

My country, save my people."

"He is your friend, right?" Zhu Qinghong ate a piece of orange thoughtfully.

To win over a country is not just to win it.

It is extremely valuable to get the maximum benefit at the minimum cost. The Alliance is very large, and it is very simple to kill all the emperors.

What happens after killing them? The captured cities are unruly and prone to chaos. It is necessary to keep a few emperors to manage the alliance countries they have obtained.

He Lan counts as one.

When forced to the point of desperation, their choice determines the future. At this time, they need to wait patiently.

"Yes, he is my friend. My friend since childhood..." He Lan lowered his eyes slightly, thinking of the past.

They are of the same age, one is a prince and the other is a son of an official. It is natural that they play together and enjoy themselves as kings and ministers.

At that time, the demons had not yet started patrolling the city, and many priests were protecting the country, so there was no fatal danger.

Childhood is so happy, it feels like a lifetime ago.

No one expected that once the demon patrol came to the city, the war began, countless priests fell, and the people wailed.

When the demon recedes, a power struggle breaks out. The big country splits into several small countries, each of which has its own affairs.

Since then, war has continued.

Every six months, demons patrol the city. The country is no longer a country, and the family is no longer a family. His father and brothers died in the war, and he was pushed to the throne at the age of ten when he knew nothing.

Gumo followed the army to the battlefield and gradually made a name for himself.

When he was fifteen years old, Gumo returned to the city with the army, and he happily went to greet him.

There is no imaginary warmth of meeting close friends, no expected laughter and joy of meeting sweethearts again.

He saw a lonely man with an expressionless face and a gray body. They had talked about everything and had been together day and night. The alienation and strangeness were more intense than what others felt.

Seventeen years old, a nightmarish seventeen years old.

Gu Mo, who has experienced hundreds of battles, surpassed everyone and became the first national priest.

He hurried over to say congratulations, but could not forget the scene he saw with his own eyes. Gu Mo laughed wildly, killing people in several streets like ants. What was even more shocking was that Gu Mo wanted to continue killing, and kept killing.

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Become the strongest and despise life.

The threat of Gumo was too great, and the emperors he won over were very worried about the future of the country.

Yes, it was he who made many emperors put aside their grudges and form alliances to unite and maintain peace.

Because he became a priest soon after he ascended the throne and had the power of mind control.

He gave hints to the people, hinted to the emperors, and formed a fragile alliance.

A dream that is shattered at the touch of a touch.

Gumo’s powerful power has to be feared.

Rather than killing him, it would be better to use him. As a child, he thought Gumo would be willing to do it.

So he approached Gumo, trying to persuade him step by step. Finally, he controlled the man and divided Gumo into two.

The kind-hearted Gu Mo, who puts the country above all else, became the spiritual pillar of the Alliance. The evil Gu Mo, who respected strength, was imprisoned in the palace and forced to sleep.

It was him who did everything.

It was him who betrayed his friends and took advantage of them.

It's all him.

It was also him who controlled their fusion every time Gu Mo woke up. Looking for the person who grew up together and had the world in his heart. Even if it only appeared for a moment.

He knows that every time Gu Mo wakes up, his hatred will increase. He also knows how painful it is to be separated from the power of life.

He did it anyway.

He did it without arguing.

What can he do if he doesn't do it? Kill Gumo? Let the country perish? Let the people die?

Who prevented him from getting as powerful and domineering power as Gumo? He could only control his mind, and he could only act like a fool...

"When it is useful, use all means. When it is useless, get rid of it quickly. You may even seek help from your enemies and destroy your friends." Zhu Qinghong said with a smile on his lips, "You know, I only want one thing. The entire Alliance. Are you willing to give it to me with both hands?"

He Lan opened his mouth several times but was speechless. He was sorry for Gu Mo and all the emperors.

He can only give up everything to protect his country and his people. He serves the country and the people. He has done so before and will do so in the future. He cannot say this promise.

The woman in front of me is unrivaled in her scheming. Along the way, she has calculated and calculated every step of the way.

What kind of life will the people live if they follow her?

He Lan didn't dare to think about it, he didn't want to think about it.

But I have to think, think about the worst outcome, and think that in the end, everything I protect will be gone.

Zhu Qinghong stood up and walked to He Lan: "Knowing that it was me who caused the current situation in the Alliance, you have to beg me. You can no longer save your country and your people. You can only place your hope in me. He Lan, I will follow

Do not treat your people harshly."

Can you believe it? Dare you believe it? He Lan's eyes were red and she bit her lip tightly, unable to say anything against her will.

How could he believe it?

However, this is a glimmer of hope for the Alliance. It is the only way he came up with to sort out the situation.

He tried his best, really tried his best. Even though he kept trying to persuade himself, He Lan could not lower his head.

My whole body is resisting and fearing.

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The emperor with superior strength and unparalleled wit may be a wise king or a tyrant. He has never seen the country she rules and cannot hand over the country and its people.

He Lan knelt down and kowtowed in pain: "I am willing to be a cow or a horse in return."

Fang Youan wanted to speak but stopped.

Su Rui pursed her lips slightly, quite stubborn.

Others watched with admiration.

Zhu Qinghong quietly stared at He Lan who was kneeling on the ground. As an emperor, he was willing to kneel down and beg, and he was willing to give up his dignity. But he did not abandon the country and the people. He was terribly stubborn.

She smiled softly: "Do you know what the consequences of your choice at this moment will be?"

He Lan's body stiffened.

Zhu Qinghong returned to the main seat and sat down: "I don't need you to act like a cow or a horse. I refuse to provide help."

Raising his head, He Lan did not dare to put his faith in him and looked up at the extremely ruthless emperor.

If there is no profit to be made, then there is no need to waste words.

Zhu Qinghong waved his hand gently.
To be continued...