Red Heart Survey

I don’t know why, but the face of this ghost cultivator seems a bit familiar. But the Rogue King was sure that he had never seen this face before. Maybe they are all dead, or when did they use this ghost's body?

Watching the ghostly spirit rising in the tomb, the power of the divine presence on the mutilated corpse was being plundered crazily.

Anger arises from the hearts of others, and evil arises from the courage of others.

Dare to steal his goods!

He just studied in the Central Heavenly Prison for a period of time, but the world no longer remembers his bad reputation as a prisoner king. How unreasonable!

With a thought in his mind, he rolled himself into the grass.

Then the three souls moved and controlled the corpse in the tomb next to it, suddenly breaking out of the coffin and breaking through the loess. This corpse, which was mostly white bones, rotten flesh and harboring maggots, flew through the air and shouted in a deep voice: "Who dares to break into the mausoleum of the Emperor of Ji Kingdom? Don't you know how to die?!"

He even muttered something: "The great scenery is true, accept my holy prayers, come to my treasure tomb, and protect my rivers and mountains!"

The ghost above the tomb was frightened and disappeared without saying a word.

What is a guilty conscience!

It's really hard to make a big deal out of petty theft.

The Wanguan King sneered, flew forward, and raised his hand to summon the remains of the divine being out of the tomb - well, the remnants of the divine being had not been swallowed too much and could still be used.

As a frequent visitor to the cemetery and a cemetery gourmet, he easily restored the tomb to its original state, replaced the corpse of Shenlin with the corpse he was currently controlling, and laid it in the coffin, erasing all traces.

Then, in the body of a scholar, he carried the newly unearthed remains of God on his back and escaped into the long night.

In such a large country, there are no other valuable corpses except the mutilated corpse of Shen Lin who died not long ago. And because it is located in the middle region, very close to Jingguo, it is not convenient to make too much noise.

Therefore, King Wuguan left the imperial mausoleum and sneaked out of the country without any attachment to this place.

It's daybreak.

Carrying the body on his back, he walked alone in the mountains and forests, dealing with the body odor that drifted in the wind while considering his next move.

The blood coffin must be rebuilt, but materials are a big problem. The previous Blood Sea Dao coffin took a full ten years to build... Is there any way to make money quickly?

boom!

While thinking about it, the Rogue King suddenly jumped back a few feet, and a deep pit filled with gray mist appeared in front of him!

In the deep pit, the mist was thick and condensed into a shape.

An elegant voice rang out: "Let me tell you, why is it that Ji Guo still always goes to Jing Guo? Haha...it turns out that the oriole is behind!"

Following the voice, a figure in a long gown stopped in front of him.

The Rogue King narrowed his eyes and stared at the person in front of him - no, this ghost in front of him.

It was no different from what the ghost mirror from all directions showed last night.

If you must insist on the difference, this person today has no ghosts at all.

Compared with last night's powerful scene where the ghostly energy covered the moon, now it is silent under the sun, walking leisurely in the mountains and forests, and you can see the extraordinary heritage.

As people of the night, ghosts' fear of the sun is almost an instinct based on the level of life. No matter how powerful the ghost cultivator is, he still needs to be somewhat shielded when walking under the scorching sun.

As the saying goes, "Ghosts and gods share the same journey." Generally speaking, gods at the Yang God level can match the true brilliance of the scorching sun. Only gods at the level of true gods can guarantee themselves at all times.

Ghosts usually practice Shintoism, and the most significant step in changing their nature is to turn false gods into true gods.

The ghost cultivator in front of me has definitely not reached a level similar to that of a true god. But under the scorching sun, he showed a kind of self-comfort. It's like... he's a person, not a ghost.

He is so righteous and awe-inspiring...

What an awe-inspiring thing!

How can a true gentleman rob tombs, take out corpses, and plunder the dead?

The Rogue King calmly supported the body behind him and sneered: "There is no way to do anything in hell. If you don't want to die, just get out!"

The ghost cultivator looked at him: "I heard that Hell's No Gate is a killer organization, but I have never heard of tomb robbing business."

This damn thing is hard to fool...

The Rogue King thought deeply and pressed the seal with his backhand. Regardless of the perfect power transfer ceremony, the replacement of the physical body was completed in this process.

At this moment, he used the corpse of Shen Lin as his original body, holding the scholar's body as a spare and holding it in his hand. He smiled coldly: "Perhaps you have heard of the King of Disciples?"

While sneering, he removed the arm of the scholar's body, put it on his body, and replaced it with his heart.

The ghost cultivator watched all this happen silently, and then said: "I have admired the name for a long time, but this is the first time I have met him."

If it weren't for the inability of this crippled body to show its full potential, the Rogue King would have demolished the dead ghost on the opposite side. But at this moment he just said: "It's good to hear it. I'm about to meet up with our boss - do you have anything else to do?"

Although the boss is a ruthless bastard, his reputation can still be used.

After all, it has come true, and it is amazing to have come true.

As expected, the ghost cultivator acted more cautiously and cupped his hand: "There is nothing else to do. As the saying goes, no acquaintance can be made without fighting. I am Lin Guangming, and I would like to get to know you."

The Rogue King grinned and said in an unpleasant voice: "A ghost cultivator is called 'Guangming'?"

Lin Guangming said solemnly: "When you are in the abyss, your heart is toward the light!"

Of course he is Lin Zhengren, a righteous man from Dazhuang and a gentleman.

In that true-killing battle that overturned Zhuang's court, as Zhuang's most arrogant man, he bravely stood up, supported Du Yehu and Li Jianqiu's just uprising, exposed the true faces of Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui, and finally It is a pity that he died outside Maple Forest City and was blasted into a charred corpse. It is really unforgettable.

Since then, he has lost his human body, cultivated his ghost body, and of course changed his appearance.

His appearance now is extremely upright, more elegant and righteous than before.

After experiencing the changes in the Zhuang Kingdom and seeing the rise of his old friends, he increasingly realized a truth - the road of Yangguan is still easy to walk in this world. He wants to be a model of justice, he also wants to use his reputation to build an immortal body, and he wants to win the support of the world.

Of course, these things are not easy. He first changes his face to one that looks more righteous.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, pure nature.

"Okay, very good." The Rogue King became interested: "It seems that you are also a person with a story."

"Heroes don't ask where they come from, and there is no need to mention the past." Lin Guangming said with a hint of sadness, "Even if I am betrayed by the world, I still write my heart in my own hand."

I have been deceived a lot, but I still choose to believe. I have tasted a lot of pain, but I still love the world.

What a Lin Guangming!

King Wu admired this kind of people very much: "I like people who are bright-minded the most. I often say one thing - no matter what you become or what environment you are in, you should never forget where you came from. .Do not forget the early heart!"

The veteran of Hell’s Gate finally found a soulmate in life: “Perhaps you have also heard that Hell’s Gate has a rule, which is that killers do not kill indiscriminately, and we will never harm innocent people outside of our mission. This rule The rules were put forward by King Bian Cheng and I. Although I had an unfortunate background and had no other way out, I could only join a killer organization and make a living on the edge of the knife. But I am different from those killers who have no principles - you see, I If I need a corpse, I would rather rob a tomb than kill someone. I am also in the abyss, and my heart is towards the light. We are of the same mind."

Lin Guangming was in awe: "For being able to persevere in an organization as vicious as Hell's Gateless, Brother Yuguan is truly a role model for our generation - I am not alone in my path!"

The Rogue King looked at Lin Guangming calmly.

This ghost cultivator is quite powerful. Ghosts bathe in the light of the sky, and their future is boundless.

I don’t know if my [Corpse Borrowing] magical power can borrow ghost corpses...

"A man is born between heaven and earth. Money is easy to come by, but a confidant is hard to find! Does Brother Guangming have an organization now?" The Rogue King changed his tone with enthusiasm: "What do you think of Hell's No Way? If you want to join, I can be your introducer. Although the industry is currently in recession and competition is fierce, I can make the decision and guarantee you a position as Yama!"

Lin Zhengren believed him.

When Jiang Wang killed Zhen, he paid a lot of money to hire Yama, who has no way to hell, to assassinate the leader of the Zhuang Kingdom.

Since Jiang Wang has a connection with Hell Wumen, he will not send a sheep into a tiger's mouth.

If given the chance, he wouldn't mind letting Jiang Wang feel the pain.

But Jiang Wang has become Mr. Jiang Ge...

He won't take any risks.

Let's all be on separate sides and be well.

He chose to bless silently from a distance!

"It's great to have no door to hell. It's Lin's wish to be able to contact and learn from talents like Brother Wu Guan." Lin Guangming sighed: "But Lin is loose by nature and can't stand restraint. He has no idea of ​​joining any organization. I can live up to the kindness of my brother, the official!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The Rogue King waved his hands, his attitude was very gentle, and he did not give up easily: "I don't like to force others to make things difficult for me. Speaking of which, our organization is also free to come and go, and those who want to take on tasks can take over. If you don’t want to take on the task, you won’t see anyone all year round, and the job will be very easy…”

"To tell you the truth, I am a very upright person. I can't tolerate sand in my eyes. I'm afraid I can't get along with evil people like King Qin Guang and King Bian Cheng. I don't want to kill people for money... I won't join the organization. " Lin Guangming said sincerely: "But brother Wu Guan, I admire you very much. You and I hit it off at first sight, why don't we become brothers?"

"Okay!" The gangster king hit it off with him. It was natural for him to collect the corpses of his colleagues, but it was natural for him to collect the corpses of his brothers: "That's what I meant!"

Lin Guangming raised his hands to the sky: "I am a person who attaches great importance to oaths, and sworn friendship is a very serious matter to me. Brother Wu Guan, from now on, I treat you as my brother!"

"I am famous for my promises. King Qin Guang recruited me into the organization back then. Over the years, I have worked for him through life and death. I am loyal! I almost died in Hell's End, but I didn't betray him!" The official king was also impassioned: "From now on, your status in my heart is no lower than his. For the rest of my life, you will live up to me, and I will live up to you!"

"Let's talk about our age, or the order of seniority." Lin Guangming reported Lin Zhengli's birthday: "I was born on July 21, 3899 in the Dao calendar. Where is my brother?"

Of course, birth dates and horoscopes cannot be known to others casually, even if he has already cut off the relevant influence. As for the original name, it is not that important. The Wanguan Wang casually made up his birthday in the year 3892 of the Taoist Calendar: "My real name is Cui Di. It seems that Brother Yu is a little older than you!"

Lin Guangming immediately clasped his fists: "Brother!"

The Rook King held his hand: "Good brother!"

Lin Guangming's voice was excited: "From now on, we will become brothers with different surnames. We don't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but we want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day!"

"Wait a minute -" the Rogue King stopped him: "When did my brother die?"

"Look at how stupid I am!" Lin Guangming slapped his forehead: "I had to meet my brother today, and I was so complacent that I forgot that I was no longer a human being! Let me say one more thing - I don't want to die in the same year, the same month, the same day, but I want to be rich and noble together, and have no troubles! "

"We will be rich and noble together, and there will be no troubles!" The King of Rogues held his hand tightly: "But I would like to add one more thing, we must do justice for God and never forget our original intention!"

"Brother!"

"Good brother!"

In the mountain forest under the scorching sun, the shadows of the trees are swaying and the sunshine is golden.

The two good brothers held hands and looked at each other, sizing up each other's fatal weaknesses, and were reluctant to let go for a long time.

There is a saying: When corpses, dragons, ghosts and tigers meet, the righteous path will flourish for a hundred years!

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The three-day period passes in a snap of the fingers.

During these three days, Jiang Wang did not simply stay in the cave. Instead, he spread his knowledge and used his immortal thoughts to manifest the Ear Immortal and the Eye Immortal. He left the camp and traveled around in secret to supplement his knowledge of Yu Yuan.

Ying Wu has already made comprehensive arrangements on how to act.

But Jiang Wang still had to think it over again.

Ji Zhaonan and Gan Changan were also like this. They were both waiting for the storm to come, and they were using their own methods to verify the feasibility of this operation. The only person who can take responsibility for his own life is himself.

As promised, Ying Wu led the championship team to the agreed cave.

The bonfire that had been extinguished for several days was also lit.

In a small cave, there are already two top gods gathered, four powerful real people, and a top cave real person who is always ready to expand the path. This is a powerful force anywhere in the world.

If all their identities can be manifested into power, it will be enough to affect the world's pattern!

"...This is the basic plan." Everyone sat around the fire in no order, but Ying Wu sat there like a dragon and a tiger, as if he was the leader. "Calculating the time, the news was released almost half an hour later. If you want to regret it - you must escape back to the Great Wall now."

No one spoke in the cave. It had come to this point, and of course no one would quit.

"How did Ying Wu convince you?" Jiang Wang asked Chong Xuanzun in his subconscious mind.

Zhongxuanzun replied calmly: "He said you have agreed, and it is imperative that you do it."

"...Stay away from this person in the future, he is too dangerous." Jiang Wang said.

"You don't think you're safe, do you?" Zhongxuan replied.

Then there were no words.

Ying Wu's plan is not complicated, it is nothing more than luring the enemy, being surrounded, and counter-encirclement and suppression - the more complex the plan, the more variables involved, and the harder it is to succeed. Especially on this huge battlefield where two races are fighting.

Therefore, as the leader of this operation, he wanted to simplify the action steps as much as possible and reduce variables.

The key point of this plan lies in the implementer's grasp of proportion.

For example, can the pressure from the Yuyuan Great Wall pin the Nine Lords of Shura firmly to the front line?

For example, how to ensure that Huang Yeyu has a chance without feeling in danger?

For example, how to control the battlefield so that deep in Yuyuan there is no time to transmit intelligence and mobilize support?

Ying Wu believed in Xu Wang and even more in himself, but this was still an adventure on the edge of the cliff.

The moment the Shura clan knew the whereabouts of Prince Qin, they could no longer look back.

"Since everyone has no objections, we will make specific task assignments." Ying Wu wasted no time and started to direct directly: "Three moves in the early stage, chasing Zong Yan, escaping back to the Great Wall, being intercepted and pursued by Huang Yeyu, They are all faced alone. If there are any accidents in this process - for example, Zhenhou failed to create enough pressure on the front line, causing more than two Shura kings to return; for example, Gu failed to control Zongyan... you can leave on your own. This It's not your responsibility. Don't complain if you are alone."

"What you have to do is to hunt as usual in the early stage. Don't let the Shura tribe be wary. At the same time, you must pay attention to Gu's battlefield and complete the encirclement at the right time - I believe everyone has their own insights into what the right time is. Battlefield. There are thousands of changes, and I only draw a few battlefields. I don’t plan your actions in advance, so as not to tie the hands and feet of all the geniuses."

"Everyone." He looked around: "This life of Gu is in your hands. You must make it clear in advance. If there is no leakage in the early stage, but something goes wrong during the encirclement, who will break the promise - this is It’s time to take responsibility.”

He is truly a born king.

When he draws cakes, people's blood is surging, and when he sets the rules, he can really make people feel the majesty.

The entire action process had a clear plan, clear rights and responsibilities, and since he himself bore the greatest risk, no one would naturally have any objections.

Ying Wu added: "For this operation, Wang Yiwu and Gan Chang'an will be responsible for keeping watch. One will pay attention to the movements of the Great Wall, and the other will pay attention to the movements of the Yuyuan Deep. Once any unplanned abnormality occurs, we must be notified immediately. Do you understand? "

Gan Changan was unambiguous at this time. He immediately stood up and performed the Qin military salute: "I accept your order!"

After this splendid team of seven people gathered together, Wang Yiwu rarely spoke. At this time, after hearing the task assignment, he stepped forward: "Just one person can do this kind of sentry work. I should stand in the front." People on the battlefield.”

Ying Wu said nothing.

Zhong Xuanzun sat lazily in front of the campfire, resting his elbows on his knees and making a half-fist with his fingers to support the side of his face. The bonfire danced untamedly, and the firelight swam on his handsome profile, making the corners of his mouth that were half-smiling appear and disappear.

I don’t know what the attitude is.

"What are you and King Shura facing each other? I'm on the side!" Ji Zhaonan's face was as cold as frost, and he showed off his senior brother's airs: "Let your sentry go!"

Wang Yiwu glanced at him and said nothing, expressing his acceptance with silence.

Thanks to book friend "Jiang Paopao" for becoming the ally of this book! It’s for the 721st Alliance of the Red Heart Patrol!