Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 930 The Ghost King Visits
He hated pulling He Xiaoman, who was as stiff as a robot, until he folded her into the shape of a chair and sat on the bed, and then told her a very long story.

The general content is that the center point of each star field (or called his universe) is a civilization star that has reached at least level [-] or above.

Only this kind of literary star can evolve its own parallel space, one becomes two, two becomes four, until infinity.

It seems to be an endless loop. The higher the civilization of a planet, the less desire people have to reproduce. Almost all civilized stars above level 1 end up with a vast land and few people. Such resources, so the exhausted natives decided to use the barbarians to control the barbarians, and use people from the festival world to manage the festival world.

And hatred is the owner who was promoted from the first batch of parallel node worlds after this star field just became a literary star.

The star domain indirectly controls each parallel space through these homeowners.

In the beginning, the homeowners who were selected worked hard, and some even called the people from this star as their gods.

But as time went by, after getting familiar with each other, the awe of the house owners in the Festival Realm disappeared little by little, and they discovered that the people from this star were actually nothing more than that.

Therefore, the homeowners, who have accumulated a lot of materials and experience in the festival world, began to think carefully that they should not have. Once they locate a certain festival realm, they have the ability to become the actual controller of that festival realm.

The management of His universe discovered that the derivative world of their planet was likely to become a tool for these homeowners to evolve their skills, enhance their capabilities, and make money, so the families in charge of this star field began to think of countermeasures.

If the real swords and guns are used to kill, if the homeowners who already have a certain amount of resources unite, even if the star field will not collapse, it will at least cause space-time turmoil and severely damage the star field.

A few of the most powerful homeowners were planted with hypophysis.

Of course, the hypocrisy that the aristocratic families in this star field talk about is nothing more than a contract branded on the soul.

It wasn't until Xu Kuo gradually showed his ferocious face and the owners began to become weak one by one, that everyone knew the insidiousness and cunning of his universe.

As a result, the homeowners all searched for ways to survive, and they even once thought that they could temper their souls through the tribulation of thunder when they ascended in a more advanced cultivation world.

"This is not a solution. At least in a short period of time, we old people will not be so painful, so every time a certain period of time, we old guys who are lingering will have to die."

He Xiaoman's face was still pale, but he was finally able to joke with hatred: "For example, Chai Lingxun?"

"Yes." Hate stretched out his hand to touch the top of her dark blue hair: "It's just drinking poison to quench thirst."

"The reason why I say you are my only child is because when I realized that the bond between Xu Kuo and my three souls could not be broken at all, I dug out a soul to nourish you. Your soul is more powerful than usual. A strong person makes it difficult to be born safely, but as long as you survive, your soul can carry a powerful magic weapon like Yi Hongmiao."

He Xiaoman sneered, "So I was born to detoxify you?"

Hatred gritted his teeth "crack bang, bang bang". After a moment of silence, he said, "I really want to beat you up."

He Xiaoman tilted his head, his snow-like peach cheeks were brought close to Hate.

Seeing the little bastard looking confident and convinced of his own virtues, hatred and hostility suddenly poured out, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"You're half right. I can sacrifice you as a magic weapon similar to the cultivation world, and you will become a vast number of weapon spirits. It will be easier for me and more convenient to use. Like a beggar, reach out to a little girl to beg."

"Then why don't you do it? Didn't you say that it's safest to control everything in your own hands?"

He Xiaoman seemed to have vented all his resentment at seeing the other himself with Zhang Caihua on his hatred, and he kept arguing endlessly like a rebellious middle school boy.

Hateful tempers also seem exceptionally good today.

A pair of bright eyes stared at He Xiaoman: "Why else, I can't do it."

If you can do it well, can you allow a little girl like you to jump up and down in front of me, provoking again and again?
There are some things that He Xiaoman himself can't see through.

When Hate completely cut off his way home, he must have sent this puppet He Xiaoman in this festival world, and those ordinary people would not notice any difference at all.

You will probably find that the only thing that is different is the Ghost King and the Four-tailed Nightmare, and being as smart as the Ghost King will naturally not pick out this thing that is not beneficial to everyone.

Although looking at this "He Xiaoman" is a bit disturbing, but I have to admit that she accompanied Zhang Caihua instead of He Xiaoman. I believe that when Zhang Caihua is old and frail, she will be very caring and filial in front of the bed, and accompany Zhang Caihua through life All journeys.

She was happy until she took her last breath.

He Xiaoman's identity is relatively sensitive, and it is easy to bring immeasurable danger to Zhang Caihua and the people around him, and he will be dragged into the dungeon by the survival game at every turn. The double can accompany Zhang Caihua 24 hours a day when He Xiaoman can't take care of it.

It is indeed the most perfect arrangement.

But it was also an arrangement that made He Xiaoman feel stuck in his throat.

Seeing that the little girl has figured it out, the hatred will not linger too much. He has a way to get the movements of the Ye family and the Feng family, and so do others, so leaving is the greatest protection.

"If you want to stay, you can stay for a few more days. It's right to give yourself a vacation. You have worked too hard during this time, but in fact, there is no need for it."

Listening to the tone, it seems that Huaishu Castle belongs to him, and the old house... well, the old house does not belong to him, but the tree house does.

Before He Xiaoman could respond, the hatred had disappeared.

On the night of check-in, He Xiaoman waited for the first guest.

Yu Min came out for a walk with the King of Ghosts and a big black cat that was as big as a lynx.

Four years have passed, and Yu Shenghuan's child has grown into a young man with a thick head and a thick head.

"Hello, you are a new resident. Take my son out for a stroll. I used to live in this room. I came to you without knowing it. It's really disturbing."

There were other tenants in the corridor. Although Yu Min spoke in a strange and polite manner, he smiled and winked at her, proving that there was no such four-year barrier.

He Xiaoman nodded and let the door open: "Well, welcome, come in and sit down."

I didn't expect the four-tailed black nightmare to grow so big, but I don't know why this guy seems to be a little more wary of himself.

The ghost king was still very cold: "Xiao Hei said that you have a very dangerous aura, what kind of mess did you do, it told me to hurry up and leave you."

(End of this chapter)