Him and their stars

What kind of beast is this Yuling puppet? Of course, Prime Minister Konoha didn't understand, but the rest of the content was very subtle.

Snake? What is a snake? Is it the snake I know?

Prime Minister once again assured the Spirit of the Universe that this was definitely not something he could listen to for free. He decisively took out a pencil-thick automatic syringe from his pocket and stabbed it hard into his wrist without saying a word.

As a well-trained professional politician, Prime Minister Konoha certainly understood the principle that the more you know, the faster you die.

However, he is old after all, and his spirit is a little weak after rolling in the Five Turbidities and Evil Worlds for a lifetime, but he is not as good as those young people who die and sleep as they say, so he still brought a sleeping needle. This medicine takes effect quickly, tastes good, and does not hurt the mind. It has no other disadvantages except that it is a little expensive. It is really friendly to an old man like me who is exhausted but still hangs around in the Five Turbidities and Evil Worlds.

Sure enough, the slight tingling of the fingertips flashed by, and a soothing and heavy taste of security naturally came to my mind.

... Then again, shouldn't I have done this a long time ago? I should have done this before the enemy was killed just now! Before he completely lost consciousness, Prime Minister Konoe suddenly realized his stupidity and wanted to slap himself twice on the spot.

Prime Minister Konoe certainly didn't know that just after he completely lost consciousness holding his head, the twin girls from the Spiritual Research Association chased a "Mao Yuanzuo" who was almost 50 years younger than the original into the house.

Of course, he didn't know that his needles were actually in vain.

Before Gan Jiang shouted, the heavy pressure formed by the spiritual energy pressed on the necks of every awake person in the hall. Everyone lost consciousness instantly, and even fell asleep faster than the Prime Minister, and didn't even have time to hear words like "snake".

From this perspective, Mr. Mao Yuanzuo can actually be regarded as a kind person. He has not thought of silencing everyone until now, but just hopes that everyone will not hear the news that they should not hear.

This probably also shows that the secret of Mao Da Lao is a hidden psychic master, and there is no need to hide it anymore.

Of course, the psychic fainting compression is the same for everyone, but the dust of the times falls on different mountains for everyone. So, some people became vegetative on the spot, and some people were killed by breaking their necks on the spot, but this is probably life.

Mao Yuanzuo is a hidden master, but his control of psychic energy is not accurate to individuals. Of course, this does not rule out the possibility that he can do it, but it is completely unnecessary.

This meeting, which should have been a happy meeting of holding hands and announcing everything as a traitor, was destined to end in a very bloody way.

Gan Jiang and Moye stood at the door, and their sight took in the messy scene in the living room. For these two well-trained psychics, the environment in the hall was completely different. They seemed to see a spooky spider nest, with a spider web made of spiritual energy covering all the space in the room.

The limbs of the dead and unconscious people fell into the space, just like prey waiting to be dried on the spider web.

As for Mao Yuanzuo, who stood calmly in the same place, he was not a spider, but a part of the spider web.

Of course, the middle-aged version of Mao Yuanzuo was the same. He jumped straight into the hall, and it seemed as if he took the initiative to jump into the house, but in fact he was dragged into the room by the spider web made of spiritual energy.

Then, this strange existence, who seemed to be fifty years younger than the real Mao Yuanzuo, had lost his previous spiritual breath and demeanor, and stood in the middle of the hall like a puppet, blocking the twins and the old Mao Yuanzuo.

The twin girls' eyes swept across the corpses in the house and finally fell on Marshal Ferragu. He drooped his body and curled up in his chair, his eyes still wide open. The simple and warm smile in front of him was no longer visible, but he looked like a Vajra statue with eyes wide open.

Gan Jiang showed a sad expression: "Fat Marshal is actually a good man. Junior Master will be very sad."

Moye nodded: "He is trying every way to save the country. He doesn't want to hurt you or anyone else, but he is determined to die."

When their eyes fell on Mao Yuanzuo, they showed a murderous aura: "And you killed him."

"His biggest mistake was that he didn't plan to kill me until the very end. He is indeed a good man, but he is useless." Mao Yuanzuo sighed, with undisguised sadness in his eyes:

"Girls, this is the consciousness of adults. We have different understandings of saving the country and different prospects for the future, so we are willing to pay everything for these. Our own lives are really just the smallest price. Not only me, your Junior Master, your Grand Master, aren't they all like this?"

Gan Jiang and Moye showed a disgusting expression. They couldn't tolerate this old thief actually comparing themselves with Junior Master and Grand Master. If it were them in the past, they would have torn this guy's face off long ago.

And he didn't use a sword, but used his spiritual energy to control the claws and tear them apart himself.

However, they knew that although this mysterious and strange old man did not show a particularly terrifying spiritual pressure, he would probably be the most powerful enemy they had ever faced (alone) in their lives.

For such an enemy, a common weapon like a lightsaber is meaningless. The sisters hid their hands behind their backs, but each of their fingers held an ion salt bomb.

Mao Yuanzuo glanced at the twins, smiled, stepped back a few steps to avoid the dead body, and casually found a chair to sit down. His movements were very light and agile now. Although his face was still full of wrinkles, his steps were like those of a young man in his twenties who often participated in physical exercise.

With his steps, the aura stagnant in the house was absorbed into his body, just like a terrifying spider retracting its dense web.

So, when the aura faded, the young Mao Yuanzuo also revealed his true appearance - as if he was a puppet carved out of black wood.

"You are finally not going to act. Do your voters and your subordinates in the Gongrong Party know that you are a saint?" Gan Jiang said.

"Does your master, the Galactic Empire, know?" Moye added.

Mao Yuanzuo smiled: "I'm actually already at the seventh ring. According to your master's classification, I'm actually a saint."

Can you still make progress at this age? Putting aside the character of the person involved, this is actually a very inspiring scene.

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie looked at each other, their shoulders sank slightly, and their bow steps moved a few steps away. This way they can attack or escape. Of course, just in case, they even prepared the virtual order - since the Spiritual Research Association became a partner of the Rainbow Rose Foundation, there is no shortage of such things.

"I'm not sure if the Empire knows, but your master must know."

The twin girls showed a doubtful look. In this case, the doubt is not absolute, which means there is absolutely no doubt.

If you round it up, some rumors are really credible.

"Are you really good friends with the master and Marshal Li?" Mo Xie asked curiously, and then her twin sister knocked her head with her fist.

Mao Yuanzuo smiled and agreed, and said nothing more. He probably really felt that there was no denial of this kind of thing.

"No matter what your past is, Mr. Mao Yuanzuo, you should be arrested for treason. At the same time..." Gan Jiang's eyes swept over the black puppet. The motionless puppet has lost Mao Yuanzuo's appearance, with a flat face and no ups and downs in his facial features, but it looks a bit more evil.

"I am more curious that you can recognize that this is a Yuling puppet... Oh, yes, the snake cave has been gone. All parties involved in this battle have gained a lot." Mao Yuanzuo showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

"Relying on spiritual energy and relying on entities are different. We have a detailed grasp of the spiritual fluctuation level and understand all the data." Gan Jiang's face has a pair of goggles, and there are faint characters jumping on the lens.

"It is more labor-saving and more stable than the outer body, and can also rely on all the breath, spirit, memory and skills, but it is easier to be seen through. However, for most psychics who can't master the outer body in their lifetime, it is a blessing." Mo Xie said.

Mao Yuanzuo spread his hands helplessly: "That's why I said that when the Empire Colossus began to attack the Abyss Nebula, all the struggles were meaningless. At that time, we should have chosen to destroy all the data. It's a pity that the previous leader was a stubborn person, too stubborn to be a snake leader. I hope the new leader can be flexible and pragmatic."

"Soon, we can make our own puppets. Junior Master said that the psychics of the new era must not only have robot subordinates, but also psychic robot troops. But, this is all in the future." Moye said.

"So, you admit it. We guessed that you are a psychic, and we also know that you are a big traitor, but we never thought that you would hide it so deeply." Gan Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

The twin girls' hands hidden behind their backs, in addition to still tightly holding the ionized salt bomb, the spiritual light was smeared on the skin, condensing into a structure like dragon scales.

"This, the traitor and the old thief are fine, but this traitor is still too much." Mao Yuanzuo smiled bitterly and shook his head, and slowly poured himself a glass of wine: "Girls, let's be more mature. Whether it's the ion salt bomb or your dragon scale gauntlet with the cutter, they can't do anything to me. I know that the cutter is good at "control", but you don't think that I operate a puppet to use it for a wide-area gravity trap, so I really control it?"

The twin girls looked solemn. They felt that being played with by the elders of the sect during actual combat training was just like this.

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"Including your Tiantu sword, I understand many secrets of the Lingyan Society. I even understand more than your master and most of the uncles."

What this old thief said may be true.

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie could sense his calmness with their spiritual perception, and suddenly felt that the situation was somewhat critical. However, as disciples of the Spiritual Research Association, they could not lose the battle, let alone lose the battle and then lose the battle, so they calmly revealed their hands hidden behind their backs.

"We are not your opponent, and we can neither arrest nor execute you. However, at least we have confirmed your multiple identities, and all your faces just now have been transmitted to the eldest brother." Gan Jiang said.

"The whole universe will know your true face." Mo Xie said.

"Will he?"

“…”

“Your senior brother? You are talking about that young man Yang Mingzhao. Hahaha, even if he is not a psychic, he may be able to become the prime minister in the future. He won’t.” Mao Yuanzuo said in a firm tone.

Gan Jiang and Moye couldn’t answer. Their psychic powers could still feel the other party’s undisguised emotions.

“Xiao Ling’er and her parents boarded the July luxury cruise ship of the Alliance yesterday. The Empire will not take action against the super luxury cruise ship of the Sea God Fleet. The child was still muttering your name when she boarded the ship.”

Gan Jiang and Moye looked at each other. If there was anyone they really felt sorry for, it was only this classmate they knew in the public school. To be honest, although she is Mao Yuanzuo’s granddaughter, she is at most a young lady with a delicate and innocent look. She really doesn’t have any bad intentions, and she really treats the twins as her best friends.

What people originally meant was that it was a very cool and stylish thing to have the third generation of the Spiritual Research Association as a best friend. But no matter what the motive is, at least the feelings are sincere.

They also realized that the other party might be aware of their arrival today.

"The robot channel password from the beach to the underground garage, didn't you give it to me?" Mo Xie asked.

Mao Yuanzuo smiled slightly: "This is the tacit understanding between me and the Spiritual Research Society. Girls, please leave now. You can tell your elders everything that happened today, especially to Lan Jiufeng and Yu Lian, but please don't do it on your own. I believe you are good children."

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie looked at each other, and then calmly put away their weapons, bowed slightly to Mao Yuanzuo and greeted him, and then bowed and disappeared behind the dust.

As for Mao Yuanzuo himself, he waited until the girls of the Spiritual Research Society had completely left before he gently knocked on the table.

Prime Minister Konoe, who had been injected with hypnotic needles, and Vice President Yero, who still smelled burnt, suddenly jumped up from the ground like a middle school student who heard the alarm clock.

Prime Minister Konoha's head hit the table, and Vice President Yelo stepped on scattered bullets, and both fell down in a mess. But they quickly stood up again, still in high spirits.

However, when they saw the deformed corpses on the ground, they couldn't help but turn pale and tremble like sifting chaff. Especially Vice President Yelo, the expression on his uncle's face was no longer the same as before, as if he was looking at a terrible natural enemy.

He probably didn't know that his uncle was a psychic, and perhaps it was because of this that he showed such panic.

"In your name, on behalf of the Blue Star Community Government, declare unconditional surrender." Mao Yuanzuo repeated his arrangement again: "A prime minister and a vice president should be able to represent the Blue Star Community Government."

The vice president nodded in agreement.

"...But, the president's side." Prime Minister Konoe still had some doubts, but when he met Mao Yuanzuo's eyes, he quickly nodded and said, "Understand, understand. I understand."

"Also, you can notify someone to come and clean the floor."

He gave such an order, but he had already walked to the body of Marshal Ferragu.

He looked directly into the marshal's eyes that had lost focus, but it seemed that he was looking directly at his own reflection reflected in the pupil.

"Of course you will feel regretful. But I also have a mission that must be completed. Hahaha, don't worry, Paul, I won't be much later than you." He murmured in a tone that only he could hear, until the marshal really closed his eyelids.