Minecraft: Starting With The Awakening Block Puppet Master

Seeing that the time was right, Brother Skeleton kicked Wither Xiaoke viciously.

Withering Xiaoke felt pain, but did not say a word and endured it silently.

"King! It's her! She betrayed her own people and led other people to rescue Wu Nian."

"That's right! That foreigner had a good life. The three of us brothers fought to the death, the third brother died in the battle, and the boss and I withered and our origins were shattered, and we became useless people from now on."

"King! You have to make the decision for us!"

The two skeleton brothers sang together and put all the responsibility on Wither Xiaoke.

Xiaoke, who knew he was guilty, didn't say anything, he just lay on the ground silently waiting for his upcoming fate.

"Why is there such a thing!"

The Wither King claps the table and stands up. The cold light in his eyes is extremely sharp, and he suddenly looks at the guarding skeleton in charge.

"Is this what you call nothing happening? When they two are fighting, where is your support?"

The central fortress is heavily defended, with one group taking three steps and one team taking five steps.

There are second-level skeletons everywhere, as well as third-level and fourth-level skeletons!

This level of defense also allows enemies to steal it silently.

The steward skeleton who was eating melon on the side was immediately stunned. Why was the "ball" kicked to him again?

"King! We really haven't received any news. If you don't believe it, you can ask other people."

Seeing this, the other stewards and skeletons quickly replied: "Yes! There are people on guard on the third and third floors of the central fortress, and indeed no one has broken in."

"King! The foreigners did not come in through the main entrance of the fortress. The other party came out of a ball of light."

The two skeleton brothers felt that the Wither King's attention was a bit biased, so they quickly added.

Didn't you call in from the main entrance?

The Wither King was distraught. He had always felt that people all over the world were playing tricks on him recently.

"According to your wishes, the other party jumped directly in your face and beat you into such a bear shape with a backhand!"

"Then he rescued Wu Nian easily without disturbing any wither guards in the whole process?"

The two skeleton brothers nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes! King, how did you know?"

The king is worthy of being a king, but he can deduce the general outline of the matter from just a few words.

"It's too much!"

The Wither King stretched out his hand and grabbed the skeleton's dick, swallowing it into his stomach with a slurp.

"Do you think I'm stupid? Or do you think I'm easy to cheat?"

"You are so brave to lie to me with the reasons I made up!"

The sudden change caught the skeleton boss off guard and he kowtowed repeatedly to apologize.

"King! We didn't lie. The other party suddenly emerged from a circle of light, and then controlled the obsidian and severely injured us."

"Please Wang Mingjian!"

"How dare you quibble." Since the Wither King had never seen the specific scene, he didn't even think about the Disaster Clan's space jump.

I just felt that these two withered skeletons were trying to survive and made up lies.

"Hey, is this the top wise man of the Withering Clan? I can't see anything like this!"

An old and melancholy voice sounded in the ceremony.

When the Wither King heard the sound, he turned around and saw that the purple-robed skeleton had appeared in the main hall at some unknown time.

The Wither King was a little unhappy. Every time he was defeated, the other party would always mock him, as if he had offended him.

"Hmph! What kind of advice does the purple-robed high priest have!"

The purple-robed skeleton smiled and preached unhurriedly.

"There is a kind of person in the disaster family called Xinpan. Xinpan has the power to break the barriers of space. Bailing Xinpan can even jump continuously regardless of the restrictive laws."

"You want me to remind you more clearly!"

The Wither King put down the skeleton boss and said dubiously: "What do you mean, does the other party have people from the Calamity Clan to help?"

The purple-robed skeleton found a seat to sit on his own and did not reply.

His disdainful attitude made the Wither King angry again after he had just calmed down.

"That makes no sense."

"Let me tell you, why did that dead pig want to challenge me for no reason? It turns out he is waiting for me here!"

The Withering King smashed the armrest of the throne to pieces with one palm. After figuring out the key, things became much simpler.

Xinpan's space jump has great limitations. If the Wither clan doesn't have a mole, it's impossible for the other party to come in.

The Wither King looked at the Wither Xiaoke who was tied up with five flowers under the main hall.

"Tell me! Why did you betray your race?"

Throughout the ages, racial traitors have existed, but not many.

There may not be one in a hundred years, but this one was actually tricked by one of his own people.

Withering Xiaoke did not beg for mercy for himself, but said crisply.

"King, please let Wu Nian go, I am willing to trade my life for his!"

"Just you? A loser who hasn't even completed a single step?" The Wither King grabbed Xiao Ke in his hands, his eyes full of contempt.

"Your life is so despised, how dare you ask me to trade it for my life!"

"ridiculous!"

Wu Nian's strength is not strong, but his talent is excellent. Within a few years, he will soon become a very threatening time bomb.

Moreover, Wu Nian is the medicine that leads him to become a god. Letting him go means letting go of his way to becoming a god.

This crime is enough to make Wither Xiao Ke die thousands of times!

The Wither King slowly retracted his strength with one hand, and the sound of bone cracking was heard.

Withering Xiaoke felt like the sky was spinning, cracks appeared in all the bones in her body, and the intense pain directly caused her to fall into a semi-conscious state.

His thoughts began to diverge, the flow of time slowed down countless times, and the faint karma in his eyes was erratic.

This is a sign of impending death——

"It hurts - Wu Nian, I feel pain! So this is what death feels like, Wu Nian, I'm so scared!"

"Hmm... Actually, it's not that scary. Just live. I'll trade my life for yours. You'll make a profit!"

"I really want to see you before I die. Well... let's forget it. It's best if you never come back."

"This is a good thing for Wither and you!"

"Farewell! Wu Nian——"

If given a choice, no one is willing to die.

In the past ten years, Wither Xiaoke has always been a timid skeleton who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

He doesn't dare to fight or compete for resources. He even has a low self-esteem and only dares to take on tasks that are not dangerous.

But - since Wu Nian appeared in her life, everything has changed.

She started trying new things and started practicing hard, trying to keep up with the "genius".

Although I still didn’t follow up in the end.

Wu Nian was slapped to death by the Withering King.

She would go to the cliff to visit Wu Nian every now and then. You must know that that place was not a withered territory.

She never dared to think about this before.

But he was willing to take risks for Wu Nian!

The purple-robed skeleton looked at the very painful Withering Xiaoke, and his heart was throbbing.

In his plan, Wither Xiaoke must die. Only in this way can Wu Nian lose his mind and let him take crazy revenge on the Wither clan.

Only in this way can it develop in the direction he desires.

But when it came to this, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Wu Nian truly loves Fade Xiao Ke, and this feeling also applies to the Dread Demon King!

"Wait a minute! She can't die yet!" The purple-robed skeleton finally started to stop him.

"Oh? Does the high priest feel distressed?"

The Wither King smiled. He knew that the purple-robed skeleton would save the Wither, so he didn't crush Xiao Ke to death at once.

As the king of a clan, you can be led around once, but you cannot be led around forever.

After being played as a chess piece for so long, I have somewhat touched something.