"Dr. Armin, you can see that, right?"
"I am the real one, I am Edmund!"
Edmond placed his last hope on Armin.
Ichiki and the others looked at Armin.
Everyone wanted to see something from Armin's face.
But Armin showed it.
Just as bland as ice.
There was a brief silence.
Armin turned and walked into the darkness, just like he did at the beginning.
Yimu glanced at Edmond and followed him.
Helena, Urieto, and the fake player of the bed number 궝.
The three hurriedly followed.
He didn't even look at Edmond behind him.
The will-o'-the-wisp faded away very quickly.
It disappeared in almost the blink of an eye.
“…”
He was abandoned again.
Swallowed by endless darkness.
Edmund chased forward like crazy, but he could never catch up with someone who was deliberately trying to avoid you.
The world returned to darkness.
The strange crawling sound came to my ears again.
Armin and his group of five disappeared in front of them in a blink of an eye...
On deck.
Lan Xiaoyu walked out from behind the cabin door.
He went straight to Hua Wujue who was lying on the recliner.
Hua Wujue had no intention of opening his eyes.
Lin Moyi naturally ignored Lan Xiaoyu.
It's obvious.
She was wrong.
Lan Xiaoyu has no special relationship with the master at all.
And
There is no one in the world who is worthy of the Lord.
She is Lan Xiaoyu, a perfect match.
"Flower Emperor."
Lan Xiaoyu seemed to have matured a lot suddenly, as if she had lost her childishness overnight, and that kind of innocence and romance disappeared.
"What is it?"
Hua Wujue slowly opened his inky eyes.
Plop!
Lan Xiaoyu knelt down directly.
"thank you."
"Thank you, I didn't do this for you.
Hua Wujue's tone was flat.
He did it for Lan Xiaoyu, but he needed to extract the obsessive memory.
Let Lan Xiaoyu say goodbye to that obsession.
It's just something that comes naturally.
"I know."
"Hua Di, can I...be your subordinate?"
Lan Xiaoyu did not hesitate and stated her request directly.
Lin Moyi's massaging hand paused.
She felt vaguely that something was wrong.
"Since your family has a long history and a record of keeping their promises, I can give you a chance."
Hua Wujue agreed without hesitation.
The promises here are complete nonsense.
It can be considered as keeping a promise, but that was Hua Wujue's promise.
Jiang Li is now in a hostile state with the underworld.
Hua Wujue was wrong about even Lan Xiaoyu.
Now, the reason why Lan Xiaoyu stayed by his side was just to prepare a backup plan against Jiang Li.
Under his nose.
Jiang Li definitely might use Lan Xiaoyu to do something.
To be valued so much by the previous King of Fengdu.
Lan Xiaoyu's backup plan must be of great use.
"Thank you, Mr. Flower Emperor!"
Lan Xiaoyu spoke with some excitement.
She has recognized it.
She was already a princess of Bohai.
In fact,
Even though she was still a princess of Bohai Kingdom, she was not worthy of Hua Wujue.
Her country was destroyed.
All her relatives and friends are already there.
Lan Xiaoyu knew that she could no longer be so naive.
How could a strong man like Hua Wujue possibly look down upon me?
If you want the other party to protect you.
You must show your own value!
Lan Xiaoyu knew very well that the murderer who destroyed her hometown was a huge monster.
If she didn't have a strong enough warrior to protect her, she would probably have no hope of revenge in her lifetime.
So she figured it out.
She is Hua Wujue's subordinate and is as strong as Ox-Head and Horse-Face.
Of course.
The premise of all this is that Hua Wujue allows it.
So after getting permission.
Lan Xiaoyu was truly happy, with an innocent smile flashing across her face.
Hua Wujue raised his hand, and the Book of Life and Death appeared in his hand.
늀Like including Lin Moyi.
The Book of Life and Death quickly turned to a new page, with the words "Lan Xiaoyu" appearing on it.
Lan Xiaoyu's temperament and aura were rapidly turning towards the underworld.
"Your subordinate Lan Xiaoyu pays homage to the Emperor of Fengdu!"
Lan Xiaoyu knelt on one knee very respectfully, performing the same etiquette as the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons and Cui Jue.
This scene was broadcast live on the Dragon Kingdom screen.
This caused a lot of howling and netizens became interested again.
The horror game has come to this point.
The argument leaning towards identity theory has gained an absolute advantage.
The Lord of the Underworld has come out.
Where is the Emperor of Heaven?
Does the underworld really exist?
Brother Hua, can you please accept me as a ghost messenger? !
Other countries are easy to talk about.
The Dragon Kingdom is the country with the richest mythology system and the most complete culture.
If the guess is correct.
They may discover a whole new world!
This crappy class, I've been wanting to go to it all day!
"Get up."
"You will be a ghost messenger of the Cangmang Army from now on."
"From now on, be loyal to me."
Hua Wujue nodded.
The Cangmang Army was Hua Wujue's direct army before he became Emperor Fengdu.
껩 is his direct force as a ghost commander.
There are eighteen generals in the Cangmang Army.
The number of ghost messengers reached as high as 100,000.
Every ghost messenger can be compared with the top-level Class A ghost messenger.
It is one of the most elite troops in the underworld.
They usually don't accept any mission.
The only mission is to obey Hua Wujue's orders.
From this point of view, Lan Xiaoyu, who had just become a ghost messenger, was extremely weak.
I'm afraid his strength is comparable to that of a Class D ghost.
There is no way he can be compared with the ghost messenger in the Cangmang Army.
“…”
The Book of Life and Death continued to turn until it came to a special page.
This page is red.
The light red is tinged with yellow like an ancient lamp.
【Meng Po】
The two words took up the entire page.
"Meng Po, come see me."
Accompanied by Hua Wujue's words.
A circle of red light burst out from the Book of Life and Death, and the space seemed to be torn apart, with purple ghostly energy emanating from it.
"Hey, why are you looking for me? Do you know I'm very busy on the Naihe Bridge?"
A slightly dissatisfied voice was heard.
A woman dressed in a purple robe, with a face as white as cream, fingers as green as green onions, and no makeup on, but looking like a beauty from heaven came out.
She is Meng Po.
The person in charge of the Naihe Bridge in the underworld.
Others only know that Meng Po Soup was made by her.
But only a few people know,
Meng Po's strength is in no way inferior to that of the Ten Palaces of Hell and the Ten Directions Ghost Emperors.
It can be regarded as the top floor of the underworld.
On weekdays, Meng Po usually participates in the government affairs of the underworld and is only responsible for the Naihe Bridge.
Normally, no one can move her.
There is no one else except Hua Wujue.
"Meng Po, she's given to you, so teach her well."
A strange look flashed in Meng Po's eyes, and she looked at Lan Xiaoyu repeatedly.
Although her body is not perfect, it is worth calling her here specially.
"Tsk, you are so lucky to have our Emperor Hua speak in person."
Meng Po chuckled, obviously teasing Hua Wujue.
Hua Wujue, however, had no plans.
During the five thousand years in the underworld, Meng Po helped him many times.
He is one of the most numerous friends of his.
"Should I take her back to the underworld? I don't have time to stay here."
Meng Po withdrew her gaze from the blushing Lan Xiaoyu.