Fighter of the Destiny

After hearing what the Demon King said, Luo Luo walked to the observation deck and was silent for a long time.

The slightly humid wind blowing from the Red River stirred up the hot mist in the streets and alleys of Baidi City, bringing coolness to the people.

She remembered that she had discussed similar topics with her husband at the Chinese Academy of Education, but she had forgotten what he said at that time.

How should she choose?

At this moment, the ritual music at the whale landing platform suddenly stopped, several extremely violent auras rose into the sky, and then there was a violent vibration.

A fight suddenly broke out among the demon guards responsible for guarding the imperial city, and was quickly suppressed.

The little white flowers on the ground were trembling slightly, the stone steps in the distance were stained red with blood, and several demon guards could be faintly seen being dragged away, life or death unknown.

Before these demon guards were subdued, they shouted a few words loudly, and Luo Luo heard them very clearly.

Your Highness cannot marry, this is the sound they would rather die than make.

Luoluo looked at Demon Lord and said, "I will not marry you."

The Demon Lord said: "Is it because of these stupid but loyal guards?"

Luoluo said: "It has something to do with them, but the most important reason is that I don't like you, so how can I marry you?"

The Demon Lord thought for a moment and said, "This makes sense. I can't find the words to object."

Luoluo said, "But of course you won't give up just yet."

"Yes, I will still let you marry me, even if you don't like it. Because marriage, especially the marriage between you and me, may be related to the picturesque country and the peace of the mainland, but it will not be related to liking this place. It has nothing to do with anything.”

The Demon Lord looked at her quietly and said, "In addition, on the day you and I get married, I will kill Xuanyuan Po as a gift to you."

Hearing this sentence, Luoluo's face turned a little pale.

If this marriage cannot be broken, he does not need to do it himself, he only needs to make a request, and Xuanyuan Po will die.

Because this is the sincerity that the demons are very qualified to demand from Baidi City.

Although Xuanyuan Po is a descendant of the Bear Clan, his more important identity is that he is a student of the National Education Academy.

If the demon clan kills Xuanyuan Po, with Chen Changsheng's temperament, there will be no room for return between the two parties.

The demons can put forward more conditions, such as a massacre of the Great Zhou embassy and the Xihuang Taoist Temple, or there is no possibility of recovery between the humans and the demons, but in this case the situation on the mainland will become drastic. Deterioration is not a scene that the demons and monsters want to see.

The Demon King did not lie in this regard, he did want peace.

Before he and his people became strong again.

The blood on the stone steps was quickly washed away by the servants and maids.

The ritual music at the whale landing platform sounded again.

Several demon court academicians and important ministers walked out of the hall in two rows.

The bright yellow credentials were placed on a red plate, and then held in the hands of the highest-ranking demon prisoner in the imperial city.

Mrs. Mu walked up to Luoluo with a solemn expression, just like the black and gold waves patterns on her robes, which were extremely luxurious without losing majesty.

Luoluo said: "Mother."

Mrs. Mu said: "My daughter is about to get married, and I am really reluctant to give up."

When she said this, her expression was very calm, which meant she was determined and could not refuse.

"I won't marry."

Luo Luo's voice was also very calm, which meant firmness and unwillingness to accept.

Mrs. Mu looked at her and said, "You should know that the ancestral spirit accepted him yesterday."

Luo Luo said: "The ancestor spirit accepted him, but I will not accept it, because the person who wants to marry is me, not the ancestor spirit."

Mrs. Mu said: "Even if he is the Chosen One?"

Luoluo said: "If the chosen one is not my choice, then there is no point."

Mrs. Mu looked at the mist that was gradually dissipating in the streets and said slowly: "If you insist on not accepting this marriage, it will be difficult for the alliance between the two races to continue. I don't say how many people will die in the mainland in the future. Just say that now, the demon It is very likely that the clan will be divided. How many people living in this city will never be able to see the Heavenly Tree again?"

Luoluo was silent for a while and said: "Mother, after all, you still don't regard this place as your hometown."

Mrs. Mu said: "Why do you still insist on thinking like this?"

Luoluo said: "Because you have no feelings for this city, you will threaten your daughter with the people living in this city."

There was a deep tiredness in Mrs. Mu's eyes, and she said: "You are right, I really don't like this place, because it is full of the smell of fur and sweat, full of foul language, full of stupid bravery and disgusting people. I hate the so-called heroic, this place is like a barren desert, savage and primitive."

When she said this, her voice was very soft and could not be heard.

"Xue Lao City is different. There is real history, culture and the most important art there. Even Kyoto is far behind. The husband I have chosen for you is the most outstanding successor of this civilization. I don't want you to go down this path. My old ways, so marry her."

Mrs. Mu said softly: "The matter is a foregone conclusion. Since you can't object, you must learn to accept it."

Luoluo was silent for a while and said, "Why can't I object?"

Mrs. Mu looked into her eyes and said, "This is the marriage your father and I have chosen for you, and with the ancestral spirits as matchmakers, who can object?"

Yes, the so-called marriage has nothing to do with liking.

It's just the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker.

Regardless of the monster race, human race or demon race, the entire continent is like this.

Who could object to this marriage?

Luoluo remembered the scene at the Ivy Banquet in Kyoto many years ago.

She has thought of that scene countless times, so to this day, the scene is still vivid, as if it is right in front of her eyes.

In her memory, that was his most glorious moment.

No matter whether he later won the first place in the imperial examination or attracted a night of starlight in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books, it was not as beautiful as that moment.

Because at that time, my husband was just a very ordinary student of the Chinese Academy of Education.

More importantly, the husband at that time was only her husband.

It was a pity that on the night of the Ivy Banquet, none of her husband's scenery could fall on her.

Because that sentence was not meant for her.

It would be great if I could hear those words at this time.

Unfortunately that is impossible.

I heard that Mr. Li was in Lishan at this time. Even if he rushed over as quickly as possible after receiving the news, it would still be too late.

Luoluo walked to the railing, held the stone bead tied around her neck, and looked at the distant mountains on the other side of the Red River.

She believed that her husband should be on the other side of the mountain at this time.

There may still be tens of thousands of miles to go, but we are on the road after all.

That's fine.

She is very satisfied.

Suddenly, her expression changed slightly.

Because the clouds above the mountains suddenly stirred violently.

A hole appeared in the clouds.

A beam of light fell.

That beam of light contained an extremely sacred aura, and it was indescribably majestic.

The restrictions on both sides of the Red River were instantly pierced by this beam of light.

A white crane flew out of the beam of light.

The clear chirping of cranes echoed throughout Baidi City.

There was also a voice that sounded at the same time.

"I object."