Su Luo: "No, I just want your Majesty to abdicate."
Emperor Qinglong looked livid: "What if I don't?"
In front of Su Luo, Emperor Qinglong no longer dared to call himself me.
Su Luo stared at Emperor Qinglong and sneered: "It's not impossible if you don't retreat, but 9/10 of the country belongs to our Golden Crow Hall. This is an indisputable fact."
Emperor Qinglong looked extremely ugly, but he was unable to refute.
"Okay, I promise you." Emperor Qinglong gritted his teeth and agreed, "But this matter cannot be made public. This is a secret between me and your Golden Crow Hall."
Emperor Qinglong thought in his mind, agree to it for the time being, and then make plans slowly later.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Su Luo's mouth.
How could she not think of Emperor Qinglong's thoughts?
Su Luo smiled faintly: "If we don't make it public, what if His Majesty regrets it in the future?"
Emperor Qinglong: "Do I dare to go back on my word to Jinwutang?"
Su Luo: "That's not impossible. If there wasn't something to restrain it, I still wouldn't have discovered it. After all, this is a big business involving the country."
Emperor Qinglong: "Then what do you want?"
Emperor Qinglong sneered.
He was indeed the mount of Emperor Nitian back then. Because of this, his soul was taken away by Emperor Nitian. Unless Emperor Nitian leaked it, no one would know.
But at this moment, Su Luo glanced at him, and the corners of her mouth raised a slight upward arc.
She said something to Emperor Qinglong.
Although this sentence was light, in the heart of Emperor Qinglong, the meaning of this sentence was no less than a bolt from the blue.
"You, you..."
Emperor Qinglong stared at Su Luo with disbelief, and his whole body stood frozen on the spot as if struck by lightning.
Su Luo looked at him with a smile.
"This spell was bought by Jinwutang. It is said to be useful to your majesty. What do you think?"
Just when Su Luo said that spell, Emperor Qinglong felt his soul tremble three times.
The next second he felt a splitting headache, his whole head felt like it was going to explode, and the pain made him dizzy.
It was a pain that cannot be described in words.
Emperor Qinglong held his head in his hands and couldn't stand. He fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, his pupils turned up, and he almost fainted in the next second.
Su Luo recited the spell again.
Emperor Qinglong's splitting headache was relieved instantly. He exhaled slowly and looked at Su Luo with helpless eyes.
Su Luo smiled faintly at him: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"
Emperor Qinglong stared at Su Luo, unable to say a word.
How hateful!
How terrible!
Why do people still understand the great forbidden spell of the Heaven-defying Emperor?
Did Emperor Nitian really sell the spell to Jinwutang?
Is the Heaven-defying Emperor still alive?
The Qinglong Emperor became more and more frightened as he thought about it, and his heart tightened.
Now his life is in the hands of the other party, even though it is up to him to say whatever he says.
What Emperor Qinglong is even more afraid of is...
Elder Su knows this spell, but what about the rest of the Golden Crow Hall?
Do I have to take orders from everyone in Jinwutang?
Su Luo was so smart. She glanced at Emperor Qinglong and knew what he was thinking in his heart.
"There are not many people who know this spell, just two or three. Their level is above mine and they won't have time to embarrass you."
According to Jin Yan, Su Luo is an elder of the Seven Cauldrons, so what level is above him?
Emperor Qinglong finally felt relieved and took a deep breath!