From Puppet Prince To Night King

2021-11-18

Chapter 215 214. Seeing the hidden mystery in the picture, Immemorial host Wuyouqi (4.8K words) At this time, in the deep palace.

Appears to be calm, but the dark tide is surging.

The Chief Manager is sitting in a pavilion, seemingly taking a break for tea.

And the shadow behind him is like a candle in the wind, vibrating indefinitely.

"Is this the Imperial Family's weak background. Or is the man stronger."

The voice came from the shadow.

And the shadow is the priest of the puppet civilization—Gongxeli.

As a puppet master, he can naturally use secret techniques, and then see what the puppet can see through the puppet.

The Chief Manager knows things are not going well just by hearing the sound, but the Chief Manager can't see it.

The old Court Eunuch, who looks a little old, but has an ominous beast-like body under his skin, said pointedly with a smile: "Is there any change?"

Gong Shuoli said: "No name."

"No name?"

The Chief Manager thought for a while, then smiled gloomily, "Old acquaintance is behind this man. It is powerful. He has destroyed the evil flower civilization in the Spirit King Dynasty before, and he is also on the scene of the ancient demon civilization in Maoyan Village. Although there is no evidence, it can't be ruled out. Didn't expect today. Appeared?"

Before Gong Shuli, he had been fiddling with the matter of "finding civilization" and didn't notice this person at all.

He stunned and said: "When did this person appear?"

Chief Manager said with a smile: "It's the beginning of this year."

Gong Shuili asked again, "What force?"

The Chief Manager said, "I didn't find it, but it should be okay.

What he said and did today, A little fellow just reported it to me.

He said that there are four swords in the world, the sword of one person, the sword of a family, the sword of a country, and the sword of a family. It really made my family laugh.

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A sword is a sword, as long as it can kill people, and if it can stand up to a high place, who cares about one person, one family, one country and one family?If you go to the sky, the people under your feet will be like ants.

Who cares about ants?Do you care?

Our family doesn't care.

Our family also kills those idiots who have the world.

What's the use of thinking about the world?

Every day I don't think about what I can get, but what I can do for the world. Such people are the stupidest, and our family hates them the most However, from this, it can be seen that this nameless person should be a person from Human Race, not Dragon Vein, not Buddha land, not Taoist village, and certainly not a person from a hundred schools of thought. Thoroughly However, our family thinks there is no need to worry too much, this nameless actually said that he was using the sword of a family, it seems merely this.

Not selfish, after all, the achievements are limited.

Don't worry, Lord Gong Shuili, even if this person disrupts the situation, he should be limited."

Gong Shuli said: "He is in the Great Sealing Array and completely controls my puppets. life and death"

Chief Manager coldly snorted: "Control? How much can he control? Thousands of Dragon Shadow Army, how much can he control? It's ridiculous, if it was our family, we would have to escape the block first Great formation again."

Gong Shuili interrupted him angrily: "It's all!! All puppets! All!!!"

Chief Manager: ? ? ? All? Gong Shuoli said: "One thought, just one thought, he walked past my puppets and all of them floated up into the air, and then collapsed into a scrap of iron like a ball of paper between his hands."

Chief Manager :. He inexplicably felt that the wind was blowing on his face tonight, and he felt a little hot.

Chief Manager forcefully explained: "Dragon Shadow Army, weak."

Gong Shuoli angrily said: "Isn't this the puppet of the emperor's family property??"

The Chief Manager heard the anger in Gong Shueli's voice, and he could fully imagine the scene in the distance at this time. The mysterious underground king who was born out of nowhere was walking in the Sect with an invincible crushing posture. middle.

Hearing Gong Shuili's angry questioning at this time, the Chief Manager thought for a while and said, "The puppets of the dynasty were only established decades ago, and were captured by the Old Sovereign during his expedition against the immortal dynasty in the west. Power, I thought the emperor had replaced many puppets for many years, but now it seems that the dynasty does not have it."

"How could it be? How could it be?!! Dignified dynasty, how could it not be replaced? Could it be the emperor Are you reluctant to invest in this area? Isn't this the famous Dragon Shadow Army?"

Gong Xueli has a tendency to go crazy.

Dragon Shadow Army.

The most mysterious force around the Emperor.

He used one of the "Sixty-Four Characters" obtained from "Pseudo Heavenly Dao" and completely plundered it.

What a perfect plan.

But in the end, just when he was complacent, he found that the power he had worked so hard to win didn't seem to be that strong A kind of "angered and indisputable" emotion was born instantly.

Gong Shueli said angrily: "How can your emperor do this? Doesn't he know the importance of the Dragon Shadow Army? He doesn't know that the Dragon Shadow Army is like hands and feet to him. If there is turmoil outside, he will Can you use the Dragon Shadow Army to quickly settle it?Why?Why is this Dragon Shadow Army blown loudly to the outside world, but it is actually such a thing?!!”

Chief Manager said: "Lord Gongshu, our family has not seen through the emperor."

Gongshuli suddenly said: "Could it be that Dragon Vein is deliberately mystifying, they are actually very weak, in human terms, they are fighting Fatty?"

The Chief Manager shook his head, apparently not knowing.

Gong Shuoli said angrily: "Those ancient monsters are really not things, they are all at this time, and they still haven't shot! There are people from the evil flower civilization, didn't they say they did it, why didn't they have any effect? If They really used their strength, where is the current situation?"

The Chief Manager said: "Lord Gongshuo, we haven't failed, have we? Also, we haven't appeared on many occasions. , tonight is just a small failure, and when the sun rises, we can still prepare for a second time."

Gong Xueli calmed down, and the voice from the shadow calmed down a little.

"Not bad. None of us exposed.

And killing all the princes is just a side plan, our real plan is not this."

Just as he was speaking, Gong Shuoli suddenly stopped his voice and fell into a strange silence of "sudden disappearance".

The Chief Manager is the "host" of this puppet master. He naturally knows that Gong Shuli seems to have received some shocking information. He didn't ask, just waited quietly.

Suddenly, the voice of Gong Chuoli came.

The voice has calmed down.

"Although there are variables, it has never been out of control. The person who deserves to die tonight will still die, and the person who sees the sun tomorrow will still be the person we set for."

Chief Manager His expression moved, and said curiously: "What happened?"

Gong Shili just laughed out of the profound mystery, but didn't answer, just said indifferently: "tentatively watch it."

Mo Meng, who lives up to his name, is not a macho.

On the contrary, he looks weak and weak, likes to read sad verses in the sunset, like to mourn the passing of spring and sigh the withering of autumn.

If he hadn't been particularly fond of killing people and had become addicted to killing, he would probably have become a poet who often lingered in poetry clubs, but it turned out that if he participated in poetry clubs, he would definitely leave a great work. , of course, everyone at the poetry meeting will die, whether it is a talented person or a talented girl, it will die tragically.

His poems are bleak and sad.

However, his fate as the last Mohist made him a puppet master, and he went to the Changmian Dynasty to attend the court hundreds of years ago. Find excellent materials, or people, to make his puppets.

At the same time, he is still looking for an excellent host.

Finally, he learned that Gong Shuoli had discovered the pseudo-Heavenly Dao, so he went with one of his close friends, and then found a powerful host among the pseudo-Heavenly Dao.

Just as the ancient demon civilization's Sana Toast said, the pseudo-Heavenly Dao has at least three special powers: puppet Tao, pseudo-reincarnation, pseudo-space-time.

The so-called "pseudo-reincarnation" is a kind of mysterious "Ancient Host Life Book". The "host" recorded in this life book is powerful and unimaginable. The source cannot be studied, but there is no doubt about it. It is the most suitable "top match" host for puppet masters.

And only need to find the required "material" and "flesh", "Pseudo Heavenly Dao" can regenerate these hosts, just like pulling these hosts back from the distant ancient reincarnation. This is called "pseudo-reincarnation".

However, unexpectedly, there is still the only living "ancient host" that survived from Immemorial Era in "Pseudo Heavenly Dao".

But here comes the problem, two puppet masters and an ancient host.

What should I do? Mo Meng was very uncomfortable. He has always been a polite person, so he gave up this host to his friend.

Because for him, a close friend is very valuable.

Life is long, how many people can have a confidant? So. He humbled.

But after humility, he killed the friend again and regained the host inside.

That friend is naturally a member of the organization and a puppet master, but he was stunned by Mo Meng's abrupt, frantic and reckless move, and then was called "Confinement Within A Circle Drawn On The Ground". ", sealed in the depths of the sea.

With the ebbing of time, the will of the puppet master may slowly dissipate.

Mo Meng never failed his courtesy and friendship because he gave in.

At the same time, he never failed himself, because he got it.

It does not lose friendship or interests.

He did it.

Just thinking that in the future, friends need to wait in the dark and silent abyss for the death brought about by the passage of time, he felt a faint sadness, as if in late autumn, making a cup of hot tea, Standing under the old tree by the lake, watching the wind blow off the yellow leaves.

So sad, so sad.

Compared with this feeling, the harvest is really insignificant.

And the living ancient host, because of the long time, the soul has become pale, like a piece of white paper. Mo Meng shared the soul with it very kindly, so that this ancient existence is not only his The host is also a brother who is of the same heart as him.

At this time, although Mo Meng couldn't bring out the fake Heavenly Dao completely, he had already informed the organization of the location of the fake Heavenly Dao, and was very saddened by the sacrifice of that friend.

The organization immediately arranged for him to go to the imperial capital.

Therefore, Mo Meng came directly to the real destination of [Puppet Civilization] - Honglu Temple.

In Honglu Temple Chen Shanye couldn't sleep at all and was still pacing back and forth.

The little nun is still playing the beads in the candlelight.

Outside Honglu Temple, the remaining guards from the Southern Kingdom and the monk soldiers arranged by Azure Lotus Temple are patrolling all around.

The rumbling sound of the fighting in the distance is more and more quiet. The long grass is moving back and forth in the wind of the moonlight, and the shadows on the ground are whirling.

hu~ ~~ Suddenly, the lights in front of the Honglu Temple went out.

The guards at the night watch felt a gust of wind suddenly rise, but it died after just a moment.

The guard murmured twice, and said to his companion: "This imperial city is even more evil than our southern country."

The bright moon was covered by black clouds, and the shadow fell on the ground.

Chen Shanye in the house suddenly heard a strange sound.

It was as tender as a baby, but with a faint melancholy voice.

"I'm the son of a stranger in a foreign land alone, do you miss home?"

This voice was very close to Chen Shanye.

Because it was so close, Chen Shanye raised his head suddenly and followed the sound.

As soon as he saw it, he saw a thing wrapped in black cloth. It was a snake with a human face lying on the ground. The snake was wrapped in black cloth. There are still various tadpole-like symbols lingering on the cloth, like ancient characters of an unknown age, and these characters appearing on the cloth are obviously acting as a restriction.

And between the gaps in the black cloth, there is a holy, dreamy color with hidden scales, as if this is not a snake, but another greater existence.

Judging from the color of the tip of the iceberg alone, it looks like the white king of the ancient demon civilization.

But here comes the problem, "Pseudo Heavenly Dao" is a spectacle of the puppet civilization, while "White King" is one of the four saints of the ancient demon civilization.

The puppet civilization precedes the ancient demon civilization.

Before the White King appeared, this civilization had been destroyed.

So, how could the powerful ancient host "recorded" by this "pseudo Heavenly Dao" be the White King?

even more how , what about this "human face"?

At this time Chen Shanye was extremely frightened. He asked and retreated.

"What are you?"

In the process of retreating, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, and then shrank back again and again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Tianzhao Princess.

Tianzhao Princess is still piously stirring the beads in the candlelight.

He looked outside again, and the guards outside were still patrolling.

But no one seemed to notice this snake-faced monster wrapped in black cloth.

"Your Highness, are you afraid?

But I don't think Your Highness need be afraid.

What is Your Highness afraid of??Afraid of me What does it look like?

It's just a picture."

A soft baby sigh came from afar.

"What the hell are you?" the Prince of Nanguo asked, at the same time he had quietly retreated to Tianzhao.

When he asked this sentence, he suddenly pushed the sky with his hands.

However, with this push, his hand passed through Tian Zhao's body, just like the bright moon in the flowers and water in the mirror, but the bubbles were phantoms, unable to touch the reality.

Chen Shanye didn't know why, brow beaded with sweat for a moment, his pupils tightened.

And the monster with the face of a snake wrapped in black cloth has appeared in front of him.

Chen Shanye was going crazy, and he shouted in mourning: "Don't kill me, don't kill me. Don't kill me"

He even wet his pants with fright.

The monster said in a baby-like voice: "Why does the prince think that the next person will kill you?"

Chen Shanye was stunned: "You didn't come to kill me? So, aren't you here to kill me? Forgive me. I'll get out of the imperial city immediately, I'm not worthy to come!"

The monster said, "Call me Wuyouqi."

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"Wuyouqi? Wuyouqi?" Chen Shanye muttered twice, only to find the name extremely difficult to speak.

The monster named Wuyouqi is the host that Mo Meng got from the pseudo Heavenly Dao.

Because of time, Wuyouqi lost his personality and was infected by Momeng, and became almost identical.

Mo Meng is a puppet master at the bishop level of the puppet civilization.

Wu Youqi is the Immemorial host left in the pseudo Heavenly Dao.

The combination of the two is terrifying.

Wuyouqi said: "I came to see the prince, but only to feel the mood of the prince.

The feeling of homesickness is always so desolate, but poetic and full of hope. , and with sadness in this courtyard, there are no people who can understand the prince, right? They all only think about profit, but few people can calm down and feel under such a beautiful moonlight , to think...or to understand the prince's fear of this land."

This childish voice like a baby carried an inexplicable peace of mind.

Chen Shanye calmed down strangely and slowly, and even his expression became peaceful.

Wuyouqi swam up to him, then raised his tail, lightly poking into his forehead.

In the quiet Honglu Temple house, the little nun suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards Chen Shanye who was beside her. I saw a little red abruptly appear between the eyebrows of the prince of the Southern Kingdom, red The point quickly expanded into a blood hole, Then the blood hole slowly expanded and turned into a blood hole.

The Prince of Nanguo fell heavily backwards, the blood mixed with the brains gurgling, and separated the crooked way on the brow beaded with sweat face, which made the face like a messy blood net shrouded.

She stood up in shock and looked around, but couldn't find the enemy at all.

On the other side, outside the imperial city, the doors of many high-ranking officials were slowly pushed open, and one after another shadow appeared quickly and nimbly, and then the Buddhist commander was either asleep, or reading at night with the lights on. , or beheaded the officials who were writing the memorial, and then skillfully made traces of the fight, and left behind objects such as a Buddhist bead.

Celestial Organization, for the time being, the death of several princes is not so special.

If King Jing could really kill his younger brothers, that would be great.

But if they can't kill it, it also attracts everyone's attention, thus giving them the opportunity to implement the real plan.

Assassinate the prince.

And then assassinate dynasty officials.

And then. The war between the dynasty and the southern kingdom was triggered, not the war between the northern land and the Rong dynasty.

As for the Celestial Organization's statement that "the emperor has no intention of expedition to the north, he deliberately assassinated the prince of the southern kingdom, and let King Jing be a stepping stone", it's just half true half false.

(end of this chapter)