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Qingze said casually, and then threw out another story: "Speaking of which, I think of a friend I haven't seen for eighty years.

The last time I went to see him, my granddaughter was already up to my knees. "

"It's been eighty years, so it's normal for people to die."

Emily complained that she had complained about Dior always coming to see her every now and then.

Thinking about it now, she should be considered lucky. If she were like that person, if we meet again in eighty years, Emily can't guarantee that she will survive until then.

Rather, whether she can live to be sixty is a question.

Those thoughts flashed through Emily's mind, but she quickly put them aside and talked about business: "The emperor made a request, saying that he wanted the Ai Zhe red stone in your hand. If you don't give it to him, don't think about him returning the altar." you."

"Ai Zhe Red Stone?"

Qingze deliberately showed a hint of surprise on his face, but quickly covered it up, and said thoughtfully: "How could he know that I have the Ai Zhe Red Stone in my hand? Could it be..."

There was a deliberate pause here, and Emily pricked up her ears, wanting to hear who had leaked the secret.

Qingze deliberately didn't explain clearly, and said briefly: "Since he said so, then I'll give it to him."

Emily wanted to ask who revealed the whereabouts of Aizhe's red stone?

But that kind of question is less important than the next question.

She asked: "The emperor said that obtaining the Red Stone of Ai Zhe would allow him to overcome his weakness to light. How could this be done?"

"I don't know."

Qingze shook his head and just took out a piece of Aizhe Red Stone from his pocket, which looked like a shield. It was so big that even if Emily held it tightly with her little hand, it could not cover the outline of the Aizhe Red Stone.

Then, he took out another pass to the Shadow World, the shape of which was exactly the same as the one he gave to Emily last time.

The Pass and the Red Stone of Ai Zhe are both objects created by Qingze using his ability to weave fate.

He handed the two things to Emily and said seriously: "Ask the emperor to return the altar to Mount Fuji."

"Is it okay to just trade directly like this?"

A flash of doubt flashed across Emily's face. In her opinion, the emperor was a ruthless man who could kill more than 300,000 people.

Can such a ruthless person really care about credibility?

Qingze said calmly: "No problem, just leave it to him."

After that, he turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared inside the bar.

……

Soft music flows like a stream to every corner of the bar. Under the warm lights, the tall figure can no longer be seen.

Even a cup of prepared Snow Country was completely placed there, untouched.

Emily wanted to roll her eyes, it was like this every time, she just left.

"hateful!"

She muttered, put the Aizhe Red Stone and the Pass in her jacket pocket with her little hands, then reached out to grab the square wine glass and pulled it back, trying to drink the cocktail in one sip.

She just took a sip and immediately spat it back, "Wow, why is the Snow Country so spicy this time?

It tastes terrible. Please give me juice instead. "

"This is the wine prepared for Dior. It can't be as sweet as your Snow Country."

Catalina felt a little sad that the glass of Snow Country was wasted, but she still took the juice from the wine cabinet and filled up another cup for her.

Emily took it and took a sip. The sweet juice was more in line with her preference.

"That guy Dio really didn't consider the safety of my messenger at all. He let me go into battle so hastily. The emperor is not an easy person to get along with."

She sighed, a slightly sad look on her face.

Emily believed that the people in the Flour Group deserved their death, but if she were asked to kill so many people at once, she really didn't have the courage to do it.

So she felt a little bit of fear from the bottom of her heart towards the emperor who could do that. She didn't think that the emperor did that kind of thing because he wanted to punish evil and promote good. There must be another purpose behind it.

Maybe the emperor also wanted to do some kind of ceremony.

Emily was thinking about those things in her mind, and drank up the juice again. She raised her head and said, "Katerina, when I am kidnapped later, you must not follow me."

"Emily."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

She raised her head, a smile appeared on her face, and waved, "I'll leave it to you to look after, I'll go up first."

Emily turned and ran upstairs, worried that Katarina would be involved.

The opponent is the emperor, a being who can kill more than 300,000 people in an instant.

Even if Catalina is with her, if something happens to Emily, she will not be protected. At most, there will be another cold corpse in the palace.

Catalina obviously knew this too, a look of sadness flashed across her eyes. She hated being so weak.

But this feeling of weakness and powerlessness will probably continue to hit her heart in the future.

The gap between mortals and apostles is hopelessly wide.

Emily ran to the ground floor and wanted to lie down on the sofa and watch short videos.

From the shadows under her feet, a black shadow suddenly appeared, grabbed her shoulders, and then pulled her down.

Emily didn't even have time to utter a exclamation before she fell into the shadows.

Invisible darkness shrouded the eyes, and the boundaries of time and space became void and blurred at this moment.

When Emily felt her feet touch the ground, she let out a breath, blinked her blue eyes, and gradually saw the outline of the dim palace clearly.

Unlike the bustle of the last visit, the palace seemed very empty this time.

Emily raised her head and looked at the nine steps above. The emperor was sitting there with a crown on his head and a giant bird with three legs standing on his right shoulder. It looked a bit like an enlarged version of a crow.

A dragon as black as ink entangled itself on the high platform, with its head as big as a house lying down, and a pair of blood-red eyes as big as lanterns stared at Emily.

It made her feel a little chilly.

Qingze tapped his index finger on the armrest of the throne and said in Aizen's voice: "Welcome, it seems you brought what I want."

"Well, I'll leave the red stone of Ai Zhe to you."

Emily took out the Ai Zhe Red Stone from her pocket.

Time was frozen at this moment, and a gray-white filter enveloped this dim palace.

Qingze stood up and decided to start a good show.

Chapter 509: Script killing naturally has to be real to be interesting

The palace is dark, and the filter covering the underworld exudes a gloomy and domineering style of imperialism.

Emily took out the Ai Zhe Red Stone from her pocket and showed it to the emperor on the stage. Then, before her ambassador could say the next sentence, she explained the matter about the altar.

She suddenly discovered that there was a trace of silver light on the surface of the Ai Zhe Red Stone.

Then, in the darkness, the pattern of a silver five-pointed star suddenly appeared on the surface of the Ai Zhe red stone.

She hadn't figured out the specific reason yet, but she just instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

Silver light suddenly shot out.

The five-pointed star fell three meters in front of Emily like a projection, and then, a rich white light suddenly shot forward from the center of the five-pointed star.

The bright light that burst out at that moment was similar to a flash bomb, making Emily's eyes appear blazing white.

Tears welled up uncontrollably in her blurred vision, and she vaguely saw an arrow turned into white light piercing the emperor's chest.

"Ow!"

A deafening sound broke out, but the shadow dragon surrounding the high platform roared and stood up, and the giant bird on the emperor's shoulder suddenly flew away, making a squawking sound.

That is indeed a three-legged crow!

Emily was convinced of this fact and immediately felt numb.

It was obviously impossible for Aizhe Hongshi to spontaneously dislike the emperor and attack him. It could only be said that Dio had tampered with it.

No wonder the man didn't explain anything and had no intention of conducting a normal transaction with the emperor from the beginning of the relationship.

"what!"

The originally elegant voice suddenly turned angry, as if after working overtime for a week, the promised overtime pay was not paid and the money was deducted.

Emily was so frightened that she let go of Aizhe Hongshi.

The silver pentagram rotated and quickly expanded into a dazzling giant of light, incredibly tall.

Even the Tokyo Tower can only be used as a toothpick in front of this person.

The majestic giant of light stood inside the palace, and the strong light emitted made Emily completely blind. She quickly closed her eyes, but her eyes were still filled with blood red from the light.

"Dior, how did you get in?"

This roar sounded, and the sharp sonic boom roared in her ears. She couldn't see it, but she could know that the other party was attacking.

Just for a moment, Emily felt that her eardrums were being shattered, her brain was trembling with a buzzing sound, and Venus appeared in her red eyes again.

I felt dizzy and fell backwards.

Nausea, vomiting, a series of negative reactions emerged in the body, and it quickly returned to calm.

Emily slowly opened her eyes and found herself back above the Big Fat Sheep Bar.

The light emitted by the light bulb went from top to bottom, and in Emily's eyes, the ordinary ceiling became more beautiful than any decoration.

She also noticed that the blond man standing next to her stared at her with brown eyes and said: "I should have healed all your injuries, are you okay?"

When Emily heard this voice of concern, she felt the urge to cry.

It's not that I'm moved, I'm so angry that I want to cry.

Can you tell me in advance about the action?

As a result, she was not mentally prepared at all. She almost suffered a heart attack and almost died from the disease.

But those words obviously couldn't be complained to Dio, so she could only swallow them and said: "Thank you so much!"

Gritting teeth.

Every word came out from between her teeth.

Qingze pretended not to hear her dissatisfaction and said with a gentle face: "You're welcome, we are friends."

Fake!

Emily wants to scold her. Is this making friends?

It’s clearly creating sworn enemies!

She clenched her hands secretly and repeatedly warned herself that the world was so beautiful and she couldn't be so irritable.

Mainly because I can't beat it.

If she had been able to beat him, she would have raised her fists and beat Dio until his teeth were all over the floor.

She imagined that scene, and her mood became much better, and she asked: "Who won the battle between you and the emperor?"

"It is not easy to kill the emperor in the shadow world."

Qingze answered Emily’s question.

Just now, he stopped time and let the shadow soldiers sit there disguised as the emperor, while he used element replacement, switching to wind element, and then light element.

Shoot out from the red stone of Ai Zhe and stage an assassination scene.

The reason is simply to enrich the plot that I have woven.

The Jade Dragon Flag has been obtained, and having fun has become Qingze's primary goal.

Anyone who has played script killing knows that the more realistic the atmosphere, the more interesting it is.

"Really."

From his answer, Emily could vaguely tell that Dio had the upper hand.

But the emperor is not dead, so isn’t she in danger?