It’s too dangerous to seize the direct descendant, so I choose to be the leader of the Demon Cult

Chapter 157 Gu Xiangzhu’s Soul Absorber

After using the Taotie Talisman.

The spleen and stomach organs will be penetrated, forming a special space of their own, and everything inside will be forcibly digested.

In addition, the remaining soul of the Demon Lord chose to self-disintegrate.

The current divine mark of destruction is very pure, but it is in the stomach after all. When the effect of your gluttonous talisman passes, it will dissipate on its own.

At least he must be moved into the mourning platform before he can be considered as barely surviving.

Fortunately, Zhao Ci's soul power is now very powerful.

Like a powerful mountain king, even if the wife of the God of Destruction was reluctant, she still forcibly snatched it into the village.

It's just that this little girl's temper is too explosive.

She only regarded Zhao Ci's spiritual platform as a temporary shelter, and did not give Zhao Ci a chance to fill her with soul power.

then.

That's all it takes.

"hiss……"

Zhao Ci had a headache. He could feel that this divine mark of destruction had been asking for something from him.

As long as you can feed it with this thing.

It can completely become your own divine pattern.

this thing.

It should be called desire for destruction.

But the problem is that his desire for destruction is not that strong at all.

It seems.

You need to cultivate your anger.

Zhao Ci shook his head, then released the soul restraint on the Destruction Divine Mark, preparing to lock it down for a while to let it calm down.

But did not expect.

After letting go, its reaction actually became intense.

And the source of the intense reaction was actually...

What the hell!

Soldier God Tower!
The divine pattern of destruction quickly crossed Zhao Ci's sea of ​​consciousness and headed straight for the Soldier God Tower.

Zhao Ci was startled.

Ever since he took the God of War Tower into his own possession, this damned thing was as dead as ever. If it hadn't been for the shadow floating all the time, Zhao Ci wouldn't have even felt that there was such a secret realm in his mind.

Two things.

It was like meeting an old friend and rival.

They had just met and they had a direct confrontation.

The divine pattern of destruction is visible, and he looks eager to try, as if he wants to compete with the God of War Tower.

The God of War Tower also aroused a strong reaction. The ten-story building collapsed. However, it did not collapse. Instead, it took off the shackles of its body and was quickly deconstructed and then reconstructed.

Suddenly it turned into tiny lines.

These lines all resemble weapons, swords, spears, halberds, axes, axes, hooks and forks...

There seemed to be countless weapons.

And armor.

The bloody and brave aura suddenly dispersed.

Zhao Ci felt as if he had returned to the trial at the Sun Soldier God Tower. He was on the vast battlefield, feeling the wild nature of war.

Those lines...

They are all divine pattern fragments!

Zhao Ci's eyes lit up, and he carefully stared at the changes in those small divine lines, and saw that those small divine lines were filling up quickly.

Like scraps of drawing paper, trying to piece together a vast battlefield picture.

Unfortunately.

They only pieced together the outermost layer.

This divine pattern is incomplete!
"This……"

Zhao Ci couldn't help but frown.

See the incomplete divine pattern.

The God of Destruction couldn't help being disappointed. The fighting spirit just now quietly dissipated, and he flew back to the corner of the sea of ​​consciousness in despair, and fell silent again.

The divine patterns of the Soldier God Tower also dispersed again, condensing back to the appearance of the ten-story Soldier God Tower.

but……

It seemed to be alive, spinning quietly, absorbing a strange energy from outside Zhao Ci's body, and seemed to be preparing for the next recovery.

"This Soldier God Tower is probably just a fragment of the divine pattern."

"This divine pattern is most likely related to the law."

"This law is at least on the same level as the law of destruction."

"But, it's incomplete."

"It's at least [-]% mutilated, with only wisps of debris left."

"Where's the missing part of it?"

Countless thoughts flashed through Zhao Ci's heart, but now he could only suppress them.

Take a deep breath.

Slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Gu Xiangzhu's concerned eyes.

"How is it?"

She held Zhao Ci's face and stared into his eyes for a long time. After making sure that there was no sign of his soul being disturbed, she let out a long sigh of relief.

The soul is untainted.

The soul power has become much stronger.

Even if the divine pattern of destruction is not refined, it is still an excellent thing.

Zhao Ci shook his head and glanced at the three guardians: "The divine pattern of destruction is closely related to the character of the mind. Although I have learned the memories of my past life, they have not been fully integrated. It may take some time."

Hear this.

The three guardians were a little disappointed.

But only some.

After all, Zhao Ci's previous performance was too shocking, and at a young age he had already become the strongest sixth level divine being.

Even if it’s not fully integrated yet.

In their eyes, it was only a matter of time before Zhao Ci returned to the strength of his heyday, and there was no problem in surpassing his previous life.

The future is bright for my family.

Just to hear the words.

Shui Mo's expression became very unhappy and he wanted to say something, but Yang Mo glared at him and swallowed his words again.

Zhao Ci also saw the situation here, and glanced at the three guardians: "The three guardians have made great contributions. Let's go down and rest for now. I will be rewarded later."

"Yes!"

The three guardians looked at each other and bowed before leaving.

then.

There were only four people left around the altar.

Zhao Ci waved his hand gently, and the stone slabs raised up the stone tables and chairs, and the restrictions on Yang Mo and Shui Mo also disappeared out of thin air.

"sit!"

He made a please gesture.

Then he sat down side by side with Gu Xiangzhu.

Yang Mo looked quite relaxed and sat leisurely across from him. Judging from his behavior, it didn't look like he had just lost a treasure, but rather like he had just broken free from a shackles.

Although Shui Mo was reluctant, when he saw Yang Mo sitting down, he could only hold back his displeasure and sat beside Yang Mo, looking at Zhao Ci with hostility.

"Old Mo!"

A scroll flashed between Zhao Ci's brows and floated in front of Yang Mo: "The remnant soul of the Demon Lord is like a stubborn donkey. I can only refine it. This is his cultivation insight. See if you want it. "

"Ok?"

Yang Mo's eyes moved slightly, but he waved his hand: "No, this is your thing now."

Of course he was reluctant to give up.

But just now, he figured out something.

Anyway, he didn't think that he and the Demon King were not the same person. The so-called past life and this life couldn't stand each other.

At first, he was greedy for the Demon Lord's inheritance, so he had to accept a lot of humiliating things.

Now the things were taken away by Zhao Ci.

On the contrary, he felt much more relaxed.

In this case.

The identity of the Demon Lord has nothing to do with him.

This cultivation insight is Zhao Ci’s thing.

Although greedy.

But he shouldn't take it.

"Tell you to take it and take it!"

Zhao Ci smiled and directly put this cultivation insight into his eyebrows: "It's not a big deal for a mere demon king. I thought he was so advanced in cultivation, but it turns out that I know all the techniques in it."

"you……"

Shui Mo felt very unhappy when he heard him belittle the Demon Lord, but looking at Yang Mo's profile, he could only swallow his words.

Yang Mo stopped ink-writing and directly held up his hands and said: "If you say that, then I won't argue with you. I owe you this favor. If you need it in the future, just ask."

"The designated one!"

Zhao Ci smiled: "What are your plans for the future? Although you can't stay here at the Tenth Prince's Mansion, but here at the Holy Cult..."

Yang Mo waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no! A man lives between heaven and earth, how can he live in depression for a long time?
I've been hanging out with you for a while, and I want to return the favor to you every day, but in the end, the favor becomes more and more.

Now you have so many elite soldiers and generals, including me. If you stay in the Demon Cult, your gains will far outweigh your efforts.

If I continue to hang out with you, not only will I not be able to surpass you in strength in this life, but I will also have to save my favors for several lifetimes.

I plan to go out alone to practice for a while. When I feel that I can help you, I will repay the favor to save myself from internal friction every day. "

When he said this, he was extremely relaxed.

The heartstrings that had been tense for a lifetime finally relaxed completely.

Zhao Ci did not continue to argue with him: "Okay! But before leaving, you must owe me one last favor."

talking.

He took out a bunch of things from his arms and lined them up.

Yue-shaking ants, hanging spider silk, black turtle shells, and a bunch of mind-restoring medicinal materials.

"Although you have condensed two heaven-grade divine patterns, they are all cultivation methods that exploit the best. Before you leave, you should make up your foundation first, so as not to delay your future cultivation."

"to make!"

Yang Mo didn't refuse, nodded directly, and swallowed everything.

Wait for him to sit down cross-legged.

Zhao Ci directly put a Taotie Talisman on him.

What high-end elixir.

It is nothing more than taking advantage of the interaction of drug effects to maximize its absorption by the human body.

But in front of the Taotie Talisman, there is no need to refine elixirs at all. As long as the raw materials are swallowed, the efficacy of the medicine can be far superior to the top elixirs.

Yang Mo soon felt something strange. He felt that the hidden diseases in his body and internal organs were quickly filled with the power of the pure medicine.

He was shocked.

Without hesitation, he activated the secret technique of the Demonic Body Forging.

"This……"

Shui Mo looked at Yang Mo who had entered the cultivation state, and couldn't help but his face moved slightly.

At this moment.

She seemed to understand why Yang Mo defended Zhao Ci like that.

Even at the last moment, even the remnant soul of the previous life was willing to give it away.

I was in a daze for a long time.

She sighed softly and cupped her hands in despair: "Thank you, Master!"

Zhao Ci imposed a restriction around Yang Mo, cutting off all sight and hearing, allowing him to break through with peace of mind.

Then he looked at Shui Mo with great interest: "Can you tell me what you are?"

"what!"

Shui Mo was shocked: "You know everything?"

Zhao Ci nodded slightly. No one in the Demon Cult knew the origin of ink. They only knew that her appearance had never changed, just like a beauty who came out of a painting of a lady.

He also learned some secrets of ink painting after reading the Demon King's memory.

Ink before my eyes.

Not alone at all.

Not even belonging to any known creature.

She is...a painting.

A painting drawn by the devil himself.

But the devil's memory about this painting is particularly vague.

This is rather strange.

A trace of curiosity flashed across Gu Xiangzhu's eyes. It was also her first time to come into contact with the life experience of ink. She couldn't help but look at Zhao Ci.

Zhao Ci then succinctly told her what the Demon King had remembered through voice transmission.

Subsequently.

The two of them looked at the ink together.

A look of pain flashed through the corner of Shui Mo's eyes, and he struggled for a long time before saying: "I am the inner demon that the Demon Lord wants to abandon the most during his cultivation..."

She knew that her life and death were in Zhao Ci's hands.

She is not afraid of death.

But she was afraid that she would never see Yang Mo again after she died.

So he told what happened back then without reservation.

Zhao Ci finally figured out the whole story.

In the impression of people in the Demon Cult, the Demon Lord is a top-notch madman who only knows cultivation and destruction, but as long as he is a human being, he will have seven emotions and six desires.

The Demon King grew up in a very privileged environment, and even his nanny was a top beauty. When he got older, he naturally couldn't look down on anyone, so he simply imagined a woman in his head who fully met his requirements.

Just to the back.

This kind of distracting thoughts began to affect his practice, so he looked for various ways to get rid of the distracting thoughts.

Finally, he found a relic of the previous dynasty called "Danqing Division" and found a fragment of a secret technique called "Danqing Soul Crossing" from inside.

Relying on this secret technique, he forcibly separated the girl he imagined from his soul, and painted it into a picture with the wonderful technique of painting.

Later, ink came out of painting.

Her setting is that of a perfect little woman beside the Demon Lord.

He will be gentle, worshipful, and admirable to the Demon Lord, regard his dreams as his own, and turn a blind eye to anyone except the Demon Lord.

But the moment she was born into the world.

The Demon Lord had already discarded her as a burden in order to cultivate.

Or.

It was precisely because of Demon Lord's dedicated cultivation that she was born into the world.

So she could only try her best to prove her worth, and then she reluctantly stayed with the Demon Lord as a maid.

this story.

Directly tell emo to the person listening to the story.

Zhao Ci: "..."

Gu Xiangzhu: "..."

The two looked at each other.

This story is really hard to comment on.

I really don’t know how to describe it other than “human tragedy.”

"Master!"

Shui Mo glanced at Yang Mo, with a hint of pleading in his tone: "Can you help me? I... I want to stay by his side!"

She could feel Yang Mo's resistance to her.

Before, there was still the issue of soul fusion, but even so, Yang Mo didn't want to have any contact with her.

Now, in Yang Mo's view, the two must have no relationship.

The separation was a done deal.

That night, it was just a ridiculous joke that disappeared as soon as the wind blew.

Zhao Ci grinned: "Do you still think Yang Mo and Demon Lord are the same person?"

"No, no!"

"You exist because of the Demon Lord?"

"right?"

"But the Demon Lord has disappeared. Yang Mo now has nothing to do with the Demon Lord. Why do you have to stay with him?"

"I……"

"It's miserable to be someone else's substitute. Doing this is a kind of torture for Yang Mo. Do you know that?"

"so what should I do?"

"Have you ever thought about living for yourself from now on?" "I, I don't know!"

Shui Mo's mood collapsed a little, and his consciousness seemed to be a little scattered.

Zhao Ci spread his hands: "I can't help you with this kind of thing, but if you can't figure out your thoughts and want to regard Yang Mo as a substitute for the Demon Lord, then I can only put you under house arrest." It’s inside the teaching.”

Shui Mo panicked: "Leader! I..."

She is very clear.

If Zhao Ci wanted to put her under house arrest, there would be no possibility for her to escape.

Zhao Ci frowned: "Shui Mo, you don't want to hurt Yang Mo, right?"

Shui Mo was stunned for a while, then leaned back slumped on the chair.

There was silence for a while.

She took out a bronze slip, placed it between her eyebrows, and burned it for a while.

Then he pushed it in front of Zhao Ci.

Zhao Ci was curious: "What is this?"

Shui Mo gritted his teeth and said: "This is all the information about the Painting Division. I don't know if the secret technique is useful to the leader, but the Painting Division is an official organization of the previous dynasty and is vaguely connected to other official organizations. It may be useful to the leader. . This, just think of me as repaying his kindness to his master."

"it is good!"

Zhao Ci was overjoyed. This thing was indeed useful to him.

Everything related to cultivation now comes from the ruins of the previous dynasty. Every large ruin can create an extremely powerful force.

Eight people are like this.

The same is true for the Demonic Cult.

This bronze slip related to the Danqing Division is likely to represent a huge treasure.

Even the "Painting Soul Transferring" technique itself is very likely to be a law-level divine technique.

This ink painting is quite sensible.

But it's right to think about it. The whole meaning of her existence is Demon Lord | Yang Mo, and these things have become things outside her body.

[Ink's current wish]: Find out what I think about this painting, and finally choose to follow Yang Mo for life, or die.Reward for wish completion: Comprehension value +10000, Painting Soul Transferring Technique (Fragment of the Law of Immortality)

Zhao Ci: "???"

It really is a rule.

But why is the art of Danqing Soul Crossing related to the Law of Immortality?
Shui Mo's eyes were slightly red, and he looked affectionately at Yang Mo who was practicing.

At first glance, it is an hour.

Until Yang Mo's secret technique of demon body training was about to succeed.

Only then did he suddenly wake up.

He quickly stood up and said, "Thank you very much, Master, for not killing me. I will go into seclusion first!"

Say it.

I made a salute.

He left the altar as if fleeing.

After ten breaths.

Yang Mo woke up, closed his eyes and felt his body. The previous feeling of deficiency had completely disappeared, and he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Then he stood up and broke the restriction to prepare to announce the good news.

His eyes subconsciously glanced around and found that there were only two people, Zhao Ci and Gu Xiangzhu. The shock and loss in their eyes flashed away.

He quickly covered it up with a smile: "Thank you, brother Ci! It's done!"

"It's done very well!"

Zhao Ci smiled and waved his hand: "I have things to deal with later, so I won't let you eat. There are luggage prepared by my brothers at the post station a hundred miles north of the city. See you later!"

Yang Mo was stunned for a moment: "Are you in such a hurry?"

Zhao Ci asked back: "Is there anything else you haven't done yet?"

Yang Mo stopped talking and smiled: "No, it's nothing! See you later!"

Say it.

Turn around.

But after walking a few steps, he couldn't help but turn around: "The ink girl just wanted to welcome the Demon King back, so it shouldn't be a big mistake. Can you not punish her?"

Zhao Ci spread his hands: "I'm not a murderer, so don't worry!"

"Ok!"

Yang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but glance in a certain direction, then turned his head and strode away from the Demon Cult Headquarters.

[Yang Mo’s current wish]: I really hope her feelings for me have nothing to do with the Demon Lord.Reward for wish completion: Comprehension value +1000, Limit Unlocking Talisman X1.

Zhao Ci: "..."

"I really didn't see it before."

Gu Xiangzhu held his chin and looked at Zhao Ci with a smile: "You have some insights into the relationship between men and women."

Zhao Ci was quite proud: "That's natural! I was a good candidate to become the love saint of Dayu. It's a pity that I met such a stunning person when I was young, which caused me, the love saint, to die halfway. Otherwise, I would have at least a dozen wives now. "

"Pooh!"

Gu Xiangzhu spat lightly, and two blushes appeared on his beautiful face. Ever since the two of them broke through the bottom line, this little liar has become more and more good at coaxing people.

Whether it's coaxing with your voice.

Or use action...

These days, she always feels guilty about old cows eating young grass from time to time.

But this feeling of guilt would always dissipate when she was teased so much by Zhao Ci... that her heart was trembling.

Because at those times, she felt that there was not much difference between herself and the little girl in the [-]th flower season.

She sat closer to Zhao Ci, put her hands on his shoulders, rested her cheek on the back of her hands and looked at his face: "Then little Qingsheng, please analyze, does Shui Mo like Demon Lord or Yang Mo?"

"Mainly, I don't know whether Shui Mo is a person. Listening to her story, I feel that she is just a puppet born from a fantasy. But intuitively speaking, she is a normal person."

"No wonder when I first met her, she looked dull and a pitiful person. I think she has become a normal person for the most part. You haven't given your answer yet."

"If she is a normal person, then I think Yang Mo should be the one she cares about."

"Why? I remember she told Yang Mo that she cannot retreat from the step of fusing souls."

"But have you noticed something?"

"what?"

"After I finished refining it, Shui Mo never asked me for the Demon Lord's memory from the beginning to the end."

"That said, it's also..."

Gu Xiangzhu smiled and nodded. In fact, she was not very interested in other people's affairs.

But she likes to chat with Zhao Ci.

Talk about everything they know.

Every time they met before, the two people had a purpose.

Every word and every move is a step-by-step process. It's exciting and efficient, but something seems to be missing.

Now that we stay together every day, it seems like there are a lot more useless conversations.

On the contrary, it made her feel more relaxed and content.

I feel like there are a lot more fireworks in my life that I didn’t have before.

She somewhat enjoyed these non-business chatter.

Zhao Ci was still beating his chest: "Actually, what surprises me the most is Lao Mo. This piece of shit really doesn't live up to expectations. We've only known him for a few days, and his soul has been taken away by him."

Gu Xiangzhu smiled and shook his head: "The soul is indeed gone, but it may not be hooked away."

Zhao Ci asked subconsciously: "How did you get there?"

Gu Xiangzhu did not answer directly, but raised his head slightly and smacked behind his ear gently.

Zhao Ci: "!!!"

Oops!

Soul absorber!
He bowed his head.

He noticed that Gu Xiangzhu licked his lips gently: "Do you understand now?"

Zhao Ci's throat twitched slightly and he grinned, "Seriously?"

"I think so!"

"How can a woman be so proactive these days?"

"Why can't women take the initiative?"

"I haven't seen you..."

"That was before!"

Gu Xiangzhu sat on his lap and raised his right leg on the stone table.

Only then did Zhao Ci realize that it was wrapped in thin and close-fitting black silk.

"Ah this!"

"In your dream, I seemed to be wearing this thing."

Gu Xiangzhu hugged his neck and asked with a chuckle: "The appearance is fine. Can you try and feel the same?"

"picture!"

"Tear it gently! I have just raised a generation of silkworms that spit out black silk. If you tear them, they will be gone!"

"!!!"

……

An hour later.

Quiet.

Zhao Ci looked at the roof of the underground palace and immediately understood why Gu Xiangzhu chose this place.

When the lingering sound lingers.

Really top notch.

of course.

There is a downside.

It's easy to lose control when going up.

Still torn.

Zhao Ci felt a little regretful and silently put the strands of black silk into his pocket.

Gu Xiangzhu spat softly and quickly changed into a new set of clothes.

After everything is sorted.

Only then did he and Zhao Ci come to a secret room.

in the secret room.

A man was tied up tightly.

Seeing Zhao Ci's full and full expression, the man suddenly became a little angry.

"You, you refined the remnant soul of the Holy Lord?"

"hold head high!"

Zhao Ci nodded: "What does Protector Song want?"

Huangfu Song's face twitched for a long time, and he lowered his head dejectedly: "My subordinate is defeated!"

The last trip to the Five Elements Prison.

He knew that Zhao Ci and Zhao Huan also had irreconcilable conflicts.

He felt that he did not have to be completely hostile to Zhao Ci, so he chose to surrender.

just.

Not exactly hostile.

Doesn't mean full cooperation.

in his heart.

Yang Mo is always his best candidate.

Because Yang Mo accepts death, he will definitely repay the favor he owes.

and……

Huangfu Song looked at Zhao Ci: "The Divine Mark of Destruction..."

Zhao Ci spread his hands: "It's not refined!"

Huangfusong's face turned pale: "What about Yang Mo?"

"Nature is alive."

Zhao Ci curled his lips: "But if you expect him to master the divine pattern of destruction again, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult."

Then, he briefly talked about the divine pattern of laws.

Huangfusong was autistic after hearing this.

I feel like I have lost hope in life.

How can one fight against Zhao Huan without a top expert?
But he suddenly thought of something, and his emotions slowly became agitated.

[Huangfu Song’s current wish]: Convince Zhao Ci and let him overthrow the Zhao family’s dirty rule.Reward for wish completion: Comprehension value +10000, Dynasty change symbol X1.

Zhao Ci: "..."

I really want to kill Lao Deng.

But what is the purpose of overthrowing Zhao?
And...where is the filth?

Where did Huangfusong get his confidence?
And this time.

Huangfusong took a deep breath: "Leader, do you want to find out the truth about Xiang Tiange's murder?"

Zhao Ci was noncommittal: "Let's just talk about it!"

This Protector of Song is also an old fox, and it is useless to forcefully deny some things.

Dayu is, after all, a dynasty.

Except for becoming an extremely powerful man who masters the laws, no force can overthrow Lao Deng within the framework of Dayu.

Unless...it occupies the justice of legal principles!
The truth about the murder of Xiang Tiange, a god general in the eyes of all people, is a major breakthrough.

Huangfu Song asked in a deep voice: "Cult Leader, do you ever remember that you destroyed one of your subordinates' Bliss Gu?"

"What? Do you want compensation?"

"Of course I don't dare! I just want to ask, do you know how the Bliss Gu was born?"

"Humans are born from human beings, and demons are born from demons?"

"No!"

Huangfusong shook his head: "Bliss Gu has no generation and no fertility. Strictly speaking, it is not a living creature of flesh and blood. Therefore, in history, Bliss Gu appeared one by one, and the time interval between them can even reach century."

Zhao Ci became interested: "Oh? Then please tell me in detail how the Bliss Gu came."

Huangfusong looked a little painful: "It comes from people who are completely desperate, but are not far away from admitting that their beautiful vision has been broken. They are unwilling to face reality and can only indulge in the dreams they have spun.

Over time, dreams will give birth to their own consciousness, and this consciousness is called Bliss Gu.

After the Bliss Gu is formed, it will bury the dream weaver in the dream forever.

When the consciousness of the dream weaver declines and loses the binding power of the soul, the bliss Gu can emerge from the spiritual platform. "

"Oh?"

Zhao Ci became interested: "So the person who weaves the dream of bliss is..."

Huangfusong took a deep breath: "Yang Heng!"

Zhao Ci: "???"

His breathing became a little rapid.

He had heard of the name Yang Heng. He was a genius poison master in the army.

He disappeared with Xiang Tiange in the battle 20 years ago.

He couldn't help but ask: "Why is Yang Heng at your place?"

"Yang Heng!"

Huangfu Song's voice was trembling: "I once participated in a government dispute and was an official of a prince named Zhao Song. Later, Zhao Song was beheaded by bandits and his subordinate officials were dismissed on the spot!

Yang Heng was relieved of all his achievements and became an unknown soldier in the army.

Although he has made many military exploits, because of Zhao Song, his military position has been fixed at the rank of captain for more than ten years.

later.

Xiang Tiange rose to prominence, took a fancy to Yang Heng's ability, and promoted him to deputy general against all objections.

Later, he followed the army deep into the northern region. During the retreat, Xiang Tiange's entire army was wiped out, and Yang Heng disappeared.

My subordinate was lucky and was in the Northern Territory at the time.

I found this former government official.

I thought I could renew the brotherhood.

But he never thought that after ten days of drinking, he never woke up again. "

Zhao Ci: "..."

Needless to say later, Yang Heng soon faced reality and was completely sealed in a dream of bliss.

What a blow it was.

Can be imagined.

Huangfu Song couldn't help but said: "Leader, do you have a way to read his dreams while keeping him safe?"

Zhao Ci took a deep breath: "I'll try my best!"

"thump!"

Huangfusong knelt down and kowtowed heavily.

The knock was very solid.

A thud.

People couldn't help but grin when they heard it.

[Huangfusong’s current wish]: Yang Heng can wake up.Reward for wish fulfillment: Comprehension value +10000, Human Sobriety Talisman X1.

Zhao Ci: "!!!"

(End of this chapter)