So it’s all for nothing. He’s really going to die.

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He can tell a lie now, but the lie is meaningless to Emperor Wu III. If there is no practical and effective plan, Emperor Wu III can’t promise him the conditions, and the conditions based on Ji Xinghe have added some chips.
Give this transition base to Ji Rongxinyue and give it up according to Ji Xinghe’s requirements. The gap between this transition base is not a little bit, whether for the Federation or for Ji Rongxinyue.
As far as the Federation is concerned, give up this transition base. After Emperor Wu III finished, this base will continue to consume the elite troops of the Federation. Although the total population of the Federation exceeds one billion, it is far from the empire’s ability to select and cultivate elites from more than one generation. It is really a sacrifice to lose one.
For Yu Jirong Xinyue, it is easy to get great achievements. At the age of twelve, she will become the crown of the Federation, and the sacrifice of Ji Xinghe will be promoted to a higher level. In the future, it is impossible for Ji Rongxinyue to rescue Ji Xinghe, and it is impossible for her and Xingyue to be independent groups such as Li Han, Jackson, Yang Antai and Tu Yuan.
Yu Ji Xinghe has nothing to say. If he agrees to this condition, it is equivalent to completely giving up the opportunity to control his own destiny.
Now Ji Xinghe must make an effective response.
"Go ahead."
Whether or not to think about how Ji Xinghe struggled at this moment, he heard that Emperor Wu III had prepared a plan.
"You promised Ji Rong Xinyue that you would live."
“……”
Adakang is a little suspicious of his ears. He suspects that Emperor Wudi III has been possessed by the human soul at this time. What kind of solution is this?
Ji Rong Xin’s eyes lit up and dispelled the darkness as if it had been covered by dark clouds.
So is the moon and the stars, although she has no eyes.
However, it is such a simple solution, a requirement, and a word that Ji Xinghe seems to be unspeakable.
Emperor Wu III did not urge it to know that someone would urge it, and the effect was much better than what it said.
Ji Rong Xin Yue thought a lot in this short time, but all her thoughts were eventually forcibly cut off by her. This skill was so skilled for the first time.
She spoke softly.
"grandpa"
After meeting today, she hasn’t called out this. She called out many times just because she didn’t want her to be burdened by this name. But even if she didn’t call out Grandpa Ji Xinghe, she really didn’t treat her as a granddaughter?
Father and grandson have the status and responsibilities of generals and soldiers, but no matter how they have the same identity and responsibilities, they can’t be erased.
"good"
Ji Xinghe seemed to agree and didn’t agree, but Emperor Wu III didn’t want to delve into it. He laughed and then sounded dignified and full of power.
"General, please wear armor."
It didn’t hear Ji Rongxin say this sentence a month ago, but it will also maintain some respect for Ji Xinghe, the first person in the federal empire, like Li Zhengfan, even though he often regards Li Zhengfan as a sandbag, Li Zhengfan can say that he respects it when he can live in the empire for so long.
Adakang is also respectful. Although it thinks that Ji Xinghe’s idea of choosing to fight to the death is extremely stupid, it can’t deny the spiritual will and wisdom shown by Ji Xinghe’s great idea of winning again and again in adversity over the years.
It said, "General, please wear armor!"
Xingyue took a deep breath. She simulated it, but it looked like real artificial intelligence. Life should not have complicated emotions, so it vanished.
She debuted, "General, please wear armor …"
There is a slight echo, like a howling wind in the desert, like a whimper on the edge of a cliff, like a water wave that gradually falls silent.
However, some people are not reconciled to this silence, and it seems that they are not reconciled to the fate of Ji Xinghe.
Ji Rong Xin took off her armor in the most dangerous and safest enemy territory. The single-soldier exoskeleton armor she wore quietly folded and peeled off layer by layer like a heart full of holes.
She came out and reached out and held the champion Hou’s left hand naturally. Her height is enough, but her hand is too small for the champion Hou’s palm. She can hold a finger.
It looks small like the first time she saw Ji Xinghe.