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Chapter 683 Oracle

In any case, Sergei is also the next patriarch of the Pushkin family.

He probably had never been slapped since he was a child. Zhuo Yi slapped him in the face. He was stunned at first, but when he realized what he was doing, he immediately started to fight back with passion.

But Zhuo Yi's men didn't give him a chance, and before he could stand up, he was pushed back down again by two demon cultivators.

Sophia didn't react at first. It wasn't until those demon cultivators appeared that she realized Zhuo Yi was about to take action.

It’s just that Qingqing kept my instructions in mind. The moment Sophia wanted to pray, the spiritual snake transformed from the dragon bone whip was already wrapped around her neck, opening its mouth wide and revealing its fangs, aiming at her carotid artery.

"Don't move. My little snake is disobedient. If it moves, don't blame me."

Using spiritual energy, her pupils turned into diamond shapes again: "My sister is so beautiful, she will be heartbroken if she falls out of love, so you'd better be honest, I can't bear to destroy her with my hands."

I was stunned for a moment: "No, how can you be like you, seizing the opportunity to bury me with just a few words?"

Qingqing curled her lips: "The truth is, if you don't mean that, why did you touch someone's thigh just now?"

It felt like there was going to be internal strife if this continued, so I quickly changed the subject: "Did you see that? Zhuo Yi didn't do anything because he respected your Holy See and didn't want to quarrel with her. No one would think twice if she really made her angry.

So Sofia, please think about it carefully. It is said that it is better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. It is better to have multiple powerful friends than multiple powerful opponents who are capable of killing you, right?"

I think we work well together. Zhuo Yi gives me a slap, and I feed him some sweet dates.

But it turned out that I had underestimated the stubbornness of Maozi. Seeing that he was about to lose his life, Sophia still shook her head: "As I said before, the Holy See cannot tolerate unstable factors in the country, and it must either surrender or be destroyed.

And even if you kill Sergey and I, there are so many people outside and you still can’t get out."

Zhuo Yi sneered: "Hey, what the hell, you guys, number 180, want to keep me from getting out?"

More demonic energy poured in from the window and floated in the room, but it did not transform into a physical form.

Sofia looked solemn, but her attitude remained firm: "Even if we kill all the people in this room, the Holy See will send more people to eliminate you. This is the Patriarch and God's will."

Zhuo Yi was keenly aware of the blind spot: "God's will? What does it mean?"

"The day you walked out of Xing'an Mountains and entered Hailanpao, the Patriarch received the oracle."

It could be felt that Sophia was a little scared, and she glanced at the spiritual snake that was spitting out a message: "God has asked the Patriarch to eliminate all pagans in the country, especially in the Far East. You and your men are the most powerful force.

Our original plan was to send people directly to catch you all, but Mr. Nikolaev, the patriarch of the Pushkin family, was concerned about the friendship between you and tried his best to gain room for negotiation in front of the Patriarch.

The reason why Sergey came this time was to persuade you to join the Holy See as the next patriarch, but you not only did not appreciate it, but also insulted him. It is really a pity for the good intentions of the Pushkin family."

Zhuo Yi sneered: "Fuck... to put it nicely, isn't it because you are worried about my subordinates and power?

If you catch them all, who will give you sacrifices in the future? Why not subdue me, so that my men and Yakov's property belong to the Holy See, and the water will flow slowly, right?"

Maybe Zhuo Yi revealed her true thoughts, so Sophia's fair face turned slightly red.

She could only answer perfunctorily: "Whatever you think, anyway, the bottom line my uncle gave me in this negotiation is that it's okay if you don't want to join the Holy See, but you must leave with your people immediately and swear to never set foot in this land again."

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This is an ultimatum. If you don’t agree, the Holy See will send a saint and a cardinal to resolve the matter.”

"Threatening me?"

Zhuo Yi's eyes turned cold, and he walked up and pinched Sophia's chin: "I hate being threatened the most. You can ask Sergei if the Pushkin family knows what happens to people who threaten me."

"This has nothing to do with me."

Sophia shook her head slightly: "I am only responsible for conveying the wishes of the Holy See. If Mr. Zhuo thinks it is necessary to kill me, then please do it."

After she said this, she closed her eyes and fell silent.

The same goes for Sergey next to him. He stared at Zhuo Yi fiercely, his eyes almost burning.

It felt like Zhuo Yi had murderous intentions, his mood fluctuated violently, and he was about to take action.

I felt the need to persuade her: "There is no point in killing them. Two lives are exchanged for your trapped men. No matter how you think about it, it is a loss-making deal."

Qingqing also spoke, and Bilibala spoke a string of words that I didn't understand.

What was outrageous was that Zhuo Yi could actually understand. She let go of Sophia and ordered the two demon cultivators: "Let go of him first."

I was so stunned that when I sat back on the sofa, I asked Qingqing in a low voice: "What did you just say?"

"Not many people know Manchu. You can't understand it, and this hairy girl can't understand it even more."

She hummed proudly and looked at Sophia: "If you want to eavesdrop on me, just learn it slowly."

I was quite surprised: "Can you still speak Manchu?"

"Nonsense, how could a Manchu god not speak Manchu?"

Qingqing looked at me like I was an idiot: "Shaman is the transliteration of Manchu. Ask the immortals in Xing'an Mountains, who can't speak Manchu?"

Sophia heard this: "So you are a shaman."

Qingqing didn't mean to hide anything: "Yes, I'm not afraid to tell you that Zhuo Yi has joined forces with the shamans. If your Holy See touches him, it is tantamount to going against the shamans.

The entire Far East, from the Waixinggan Mountains in the north, to Kuhay in the east, and to Lake Baikal in the west, is protected by shamans. Before you move Zhuoyi, you'd better weigh the consequences of offending the ancestors."

I don't know how much weight shamanism has in the eyes of the Orthodox.

But when Qingqing said the word "ancestral spirit", I saw a look of fear in Sophia's eyes. Apparently some elders in her family had been severely educated.

After hesitating for a moment, Sophia said to Qingqing: "The Holy See respects shamans and has never bothered you on the Xing'an Mountains. Please don't interfere in our affairs."

Qingqing was not serious: "Zhuo Yi is my wife, isn't it normal for me to help her?"

This is deliberately annoying.

Sophia also knew that there would be nothing to talk about with her, so she stopped worrying and turned her eyes to Zhuo Yi: "Okay, Mr. Zhuo, follow me to the auditorium and swear an oath in front of the statue, and then you can leave.

Of course, the oath is only for you and your men. Yakov and Mr. Gu are not bound. I hope this incident will not affect the relationship between us. I also hope that Mr. Gu can stay a few more days to let Mr. Gu

I will do my best to fulfill my duty as a landlord."

"Leave? Where to go?"

Zhuo Yi drooped his eyelids and said slowly: "When did I say I was leaving?"


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