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Chapter 998 Zhao Wushuang's Condition
"Don't worry, it's fine." Zhao Wushuang smiled at her, then raised his head to look at Emperor Song.

"My condition is actually very simple, that is, Da Song is not allowed to take action against anyone in Qinglian Holy Land within five years. On the contrary, if Qinglian Holy Land suffers major damage or is targeted by someone, then you, Da Song have to take primary responsibility.”

When Zhao Wushuang said this, everyone was shocked.

What he said meant that all the preparations and foreshadowings made by the Great Song Dynasty in the early stage were in vain. Not only that, but also to protect the Qinglian Holy Land in the next five years.

Ever since the Great Song Divine Kingdom became a force second only to the Great Qin Divine Kingdom, no one has ever dared to make noise on their territory.

So on the high platform, all the famous ministers and generals of the Great Song Dynasty all had cold faces.

Emperor Song's expression was neither sad nor happy, making it impossible to see his mental activities at this time.

"Do you think I, Da Song, will let you go forever? Can you protect me for a while, or for a lifetime?"

Emperor Song immediately pointed out the crux of the problem.

There are tens of thousands of horses in Qinglian Holy Land, and the headquarters of the sect is also in a fixed place. The Great Song Dynasty can send troops to wipe them out as long as they want to.

Zhao Wushuang can protect it for a while, but not forever.

Even if he wanted to perish with Da Song Daguo, Da Song would not give him this chance.

Millions of soldiers and horses are not vegetarians.

Zhao Wushuang smiled and said: "Of course I won't make such a stupid request, I just said that within five years, you Da Song must abide by the rules I set, and after five years, you must obey the rules if you kill me." Well, what do you think?"

"I'm on a dead end now. Whether it makes sense or not, you have more worries than me. Are you sure you don't want to think about it?"

Zhao Wushuang's tone sounded like a rascal, but at this moment, it had an unexpected effect.

He waved his hand again, and the white aperture expanded, reflecting Da Song's appearance extending thousands of miles. Under the projection of the aperture, a magic circle emerged every hundred miles, standing quietly on the mountain. middle.

Emperor Song immediately activated his spiritual thoughts and spread them around the capital of the Great Song Dynasty. The further he spread, the more serious his face became.

Finally, he opened his eyes.

"I can't see it... You actually have such a means, and you have set up ten formations around Lin'an City."

What shocked Emperor Song even more was that he had no way to decipher the ten or so formations, because those formations seemed to be calculated, separated by a fixed distance, and connected in series.

He could sense its power from the faint power emanating from the formation.

If it is activated, it may cause a devastating blow to Lin'an City.

"I didn't expect you to be so scheming at such a young age."

Emperor Song felt a little annoyed, if he hadn't underestimated the enemy before and hadn't set up any defenses in Chang'an City, how could this kid successfully arrange multiple formations?
Now in a dilemma, Emperor Song fell into hesitation.

Everyone is waiting for his answer.

Emperor Song clenched his hands that were tucked into his sleeves, and then loosened them. Since he became the quasi-emperor and ruled the world, his mood has never fluctuated like today.

Everything was caused by this kid in front of him.

After a long time, Emperor Song finally raised his head, gritted his teeth and said a good word.

His words shocked everyone in Lin'an City, the majestic king of a country actually agreed to the request of an unknown junior.

"I agree to you, but there are two requirements. First, you have to let my son go. Second, you have to cancel several formations in the city, so as not to hurt the people in Lin'an City."

"make a deal."

Zhao Wushuang also readily agreed.

With a flash, he led Ling Qingjuezhong across hundreds of miles to the outside of the city. At this time, the people from Qinglian Holy Land were resting at the foot of the mountain. Seeing Zhao Wushuang approaching, Zhuge Xuanji rushed to meet him.

"Are you all okay?" Zhuge Xuanji hurriedly asked.

Tang Xurang and Patriarch Qinglian also came over, and they wanted to know the result of the negotiations between Zhao Wushuang and Emperor Song.

Ling Qingjue recounted what happened just now, and told everyone in Qinglian Holy Land that there is no need to worry about their lives.

After listening, the people in Qinglian Holy Land were all stunned, and looked at Zhao Wushuang with incredulous eyes.

Nangong Wentian smacked his lips even more, and sighed: "I just said that you were elusive along the way, and it turned out that you were setting up a formation. This is a wonderful move..."

Zhuge Xuanji patted Zhao Wushuang on the shoulder, with relief in his eyes.

Zhao Wushuang took out a copper plate and a white flag to Zhuge Xuanji, and told Zhuge Xuanji, "Master, this is a magic weapon to strengthen the sect's formation. After you go back, you must arrange it quickly. It is best to seal the sect for five years. When I return, I will make plans."

"Are you going?" Zhuge Xuanji quickly sensed something wrong in Zhao Wushuang's words.

Zhao Wushuang nodded.

Ling Qingjue was stunned, she stared at Zhao Wushuang blankly, with a lot of reluctance in her eyes.

"Silly girl, I will come back. It's just that Qinglian Holy Land has been pushed to the top of the waves, and I'm the one who started it. If I continue to stay here, Emperor Song will definitely find a way to get rid of me."

"Only when I leave with something that can threaten him, will he be afraid."

"But..." Ling Qingjue opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.

But why didn't she understand that from the moment Zhao Wushuang stood up, he became the inevitable target of Emperor Song to kill.

Only by staying away from here can we temporarily avoid murderous intentions and find new opportunities.

After Zhao Wushuang explained a few things, he bid farewell to his acquaintances in Qinglian Holy Land.

Soon Emperor Song also led his people to chase here, and the mighty Song army surrounded everyone.

"You can keep your promise."

Emperor Song stood at the forefront of the army and said expressionlessly.

"Let them go back first." Zhao Wushuang sat cross-legged on the ground, just landing in the center of the two formations, "I will fulfill my promise after they arrive safely."

For the next two days, Zhao Wushuang was like a sculpture, surrounded by thousands of troops, everyone outside wanted to kill him quickly, but no one dared to do it.

After Zhuge Xuanji used a special means of communication to send back the news that they had successfully arrived at the Holy Land, Zhao Wushuang opened his eyes and faced the mighty tens of thousands of troops alone.

The soldiers seemed a little nervous, and two generals came out. They were all strong men in the eighth heaven of saints.

"We have been waiting here for two days according to your request, now you can remove the formation that traps the Blood Killing Army and the Dragoon Army?"

A bearded general buzzed that he didn't have much affection for the man in front of him who challenged Song's majesty.

Zhao Wushuang was in the formation, and the aura of his whole body was covered by the formation, so outsiders could not find out what was inside, true or false, false or real, was the best way to save his life.

(End of this chapter)