Wangmen Xianfei

Chapter 287

Mu Qingli smiled lightly and said, "I'll tell you without any concealment, if you don't care about me and Jue, your strength has indeed surpassed the four major families." Just from her entering here, the overall strength of everyone present here Indeed, it surpassed the four patriarchs and the four elders of the four major families.

Her words once again impacted the minds of everyone in the Mozu. The eyes of the younger Zimozu people may have an unconcealable surprise in their eyes, but the eyes of the older Zimozu people looked at her even more after hearing the words. Be wary.

The reason why she was able to tell them this matter so directly was because she had absolute confidence.The words said that regardless of her and the devil, they are stronger than the four major families, so what if the two of them are on the wheel?What should be the result?They are not complacent just because of her words, they are afraid that she will have something to say next.

Mu Qingli saw their performance in his eyes, smiled slightly, and said again according to their wishes: "However, even if this is the case, as long as we participate in it, we can decide the victory or defeat of either of the two clans."

"What a joke!" A man about 24 or [-] suddenly stood up, looked at Mu Qingli's eyes with raging fire, and angrily said: "How can you compare the devil with the devil, the devil is my clan's devil, he will Help your human race?"

Mu Qingli was not annoyed at all, and glanced at the man indifferently, his cold and frosty eyes pierced into the bottom of the man's heart, he couldn't help but staggered back and pushed the chair behind him making a slight sound, but it was especially clear in the silent hall. .Under the expression of the man who turned from embarrassment into anger in an instant, Mu Qingli said calmly: "Whether we will help the human race depends on your choice."

"What do you mean?" The man couldn't help but speak out when he heard the words.

"Sit down." Mo Duanhun scolded in a low voice at this moment, and the demon man immediately sat back in his original position respectfully.As the others stared at her because of Mu Qingli's strange words, Mo Duanhun was as silent as a rock, and said to Mu Qingli: "Please explain the meaning of these words in detail."

Could it be that she didn't confuse the devil, but the devil confuses her?However, she was the one who came forward from the beginning to the end, while the demon lord remained silent in the background. It seemed that everything was dominated by her.

Mu Qingli said unhurriedly: "The enmity between the human race and the sub-demon race will not be resolved in a short while." Under the mocking eyes of everyone in the hall, she continued indifferently: "As long as Jue doesn't make a move, the enchantment will be destroyed." It will be broken within three years, and the battle between the two races will be inevitable. But I can't watch the human race be persecuted by you, and Jue can't watch you be wiped out either."

Although Mo Duanhun was also ashamed of her words in his heart, he still said: "Could it be that your Excellency has a way to achieve the best of both worlds?" The words were plain, but everyone present could hear the sarcasm revealed in the depths of these words.

The best of both worlds?The grievances between the two races are deep, as long as there is a little hope of victory, they will not give up.What's more, the sub-mobs have been trapped in this place for so long. If they continue, they will be exterminated one day. They live so cautiously, not for the purpose of keeping their people alive as much as possible, so that they can break out of the sky one day.

In the end, the emperor paid off, the barrier power was no longer able to support it as time passed, and they just waited for the rupture to make them come out to repay the hatred in their hearts. How could they give up such an opportunity?Even if they are willing to give up, the human race will not let them go.

Mu Qingli raised his eyebrows slightly, looked back and said: "War will only increase casualties, even if you are stronger than the four major families, but the number of human races is much larger than you, as long as the news spreads, even if you can escape, But there is no way for your other clansmen to escape." Lightly glanced at the Zimo clansmen who were about to move, and saw that they had no real actions, then smiled and said: "You have done so much, not only to relieve the hatred in your heart, but also In order for the clansmen to break out of the sky and live a better life, they can reproduce and expand as much as they want, instead of worrying about the crisis of genocide all the time."

Mo Duanhun looked at her coldly, and said, "Your Excellency, let me be clear."

Mu Qingli smiled, "Refreshing." With a swipe of the palm, a wooden table beside him was pushed in front of him by this extremely controlled palm, and his fingers condensed the sword energy to carve on the wooden table. In the blink of an eye, a simple and simple The map appeared on the table, and with one palm, he pushed the wooden table to the center of the crowd. Facing the slightly puzzled eyes of the crowd, Mu Qingli said, "This is the human race's regional map. What I want to say is very simple. Most of them are mountain basins in the west, with a vast area that can be divided into your territories."

"Hiss..." The slight breathing sound was clear in the silent hall, and everyone looked at Mu Qingli with different eyes, either bewildered or ridiculed.

Mu Qingli smiled lightly: "The Zimozu prefer such a mountainous forest area, don't they?"

Mo Duanhun's face remained unchanged, and he said coldly: "You want us to surrender and not fight? How can you make this decision on behalf of the four major families, and we don't know if you deceive us or not." Following his words After falling, all the Zimo people in the hall glared at Mu Qingli angrily.

Mu Qingli's eyes were calm, and he paused every word: "We have the strength to kill you all in one go."

Mo Duanhun was stared at by her, his whole body froze in vain following her words, and the atmosphere of the whole hall became more oppressive and dull following her words.

"Arrogance!" The former Zi-mozu man couldn't help standing up from his chair again and yelled at her angrily, staring at Mu Qingli with a dark complexion, "Scrape!" The long sword pointed at her through the air, It seemed that the next moment he had the opportunity to rush forward and behead her for public display.

Jun Rongjue raised his eyes slightly, and the long sword in the hand of the Zimo clan man suddenly broke inch by inch, and he stared like a cow, "Oh!" He let out a muffled groan, his body poured down in vain and he was about to stagger back, but he couldn't move his feet At this moment, the entire hall was suddenly icy cold, and except for the place where Mu Qingli and Jun Rongjue were, the ground was frozen layer by layer, frozen under their feet, and the tables, chairs, and surrounding walls were also condensed. Frost.

Everyone in the Zimo Clan shouted loudly in their hearts, and they were about to explode, but they heard Mo Duanhun cough and did not move, and looked at Mu Qingli with a completely unsatisfactory complexion.

(End of this chapter)