The Daily Life of the Immortal King

It is a plan that God’s chair thinks of by changing the mark of the lifeline and cracking the order of fate.

Since this group of people is not worried about their own life and death because of the sacred mark, then these people will naturally confess as long as they break the enthusiasm of this group of people.

The leader of the black shadow was inconspicuous, and he did not doubt what the chair of God said. On the basis of the powerful deity radiated from the gods chair, the leader of the black shadow is also very clear that he is not the opponent of this thing… Although they have a fateful mark on their body, their strength is greatly increased, and they can fight more and more. Where is it sacred?

“We were all drowned in the past, buried in the soil for hundreds of years… I can’t recover easily. I just want to live for the Lord to live well. Please don’t break our way of life…” The black-collar leader’s heart struggled after struggling. Pleading.

“well.”

God chair Hehe: “Then let me talk about it first, this plan refers to the person who makes it, who is it…”

“This person’s surname is white, and the name is Bai Youquan…is our direct supervisor. As for being more advanced, we have no right to meet.” The black-headed leader said.

White is full?

This name makes Wang Ming feel a bit familiar.

Wang Ming frowned. “I remember when Bai Zhe was arrested, did he have a son called Bai Youquan? This is his illegitimate child, but he died when he was very young. According to Bai Zhe himself Because when he took his son, he often used him as a dumbbell to practice his muscles. Once he accidentally broke his arm… plus his own aura is yin, yin into the body, directly this is only a few months old The child is alive and dead.”

“…” everyone was amazed, I did not expect this kind of operation.

It’s not enough for Bai Youquan to be resurrected. After understanding the characteristics of the lifeline, everyone has no doubts.

People who have been dead for hundreds of years can come back to life, not to mention the children of Bai Zhe.

In addition, the strange dreams before Wang Ming, now it is certain that the dream of Bai Bai Chang Bai Zhe and the resurrection of the key colony in the dream is probably true.

So who is the master messenger behind the scenes?

Is that the white-haired boy who looks exactly like Wang Ling?

Now, the resurrection in the dream has been verified, which makes Wang Ming’s heart can not help but shake.

Who is imitating Wang Ling’s face?

He feels that he needs an answer.

“What is your name, who was it before the resurrection, what?” The chair continued to ask.

“I, my name is Yu Zhong… It was originally a foreign Chinese before the resurrection, and later joined a foreign mercenary organization… died in a war between mercenaries…”

“The war of mercenaries?”

“Yes, in foreign countries, it is common to fight between mercenaries and mercenaries. These mercenaries are mainly scattered, and the vast majority of the mercenaries who join the mercenaries are voluntary, and most of them are forced by life. I was forced to join because of helplessness. Many people were also tricked into it. I wanted to make a quick wave of money, but after I joined it, I found that it was really difficult to get out of it… Although the money earned enough, many things simply did not Dare to spend.” The shadow of the man named Yu Zhong said the truth.

Wang Ling Several people heard the words and nodded.

The history of comprehending mercenaries is more complicated, and Wang Ling remembers that some of the old antiques mentioned some foreign history in history class.

The so-called self-cultivation mercenary organization is secretly established in many cases, does not work for any country, and only works for its own organization. Any country can secretly hire and entrust it to do some confidential work.

Mercenary organizations have no position, and once they encounter a conflict of tasks, they will only play for the higher bidder.

For those who have no position in the practice of self-cultivation, most of them are black accounts, and they can’t find any relevant identity information except themselves.

Therefore, after the death of this group of people, the identity of many people cannot be traced back.

“It seems that the situation is very clear.” Guo Ping said: “The vast majority of these black-shadows are from the mass mercenaries of a hundred years ago. They can’t trace their identity. Even if our children now have their names, There is no place to check up.”

“That’s it.”

Wang Ming nodded and looked at the black-headed leader. He took an electronic map from his hand and placed it in front of the black-headed leader: “Now I need you to point out the location of your base.”

“The base is in the Palace of Mirrors… You can’t identify this map. But I can point you to the entrance.” After Yu Zhong finished, he pointed a position on the map and then pleaded: “But please also You, don’t exchange our ass…”

“Please rest assured this,” said Wang Ming.

……

At this point, all trials are over.

The Shinto Star Lord sent Wang Ling and others to leave in front of the Star Lord’s Palace.

Before leaving, Wang Ming curiously asked the chair of the gods: “Is it possible to exchange the ass, can you crack the mark?”

“Of course not, I don’t know how to crack it, so I just want to say something to scare him.” God chair answered.

“…” everyone.

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About ten minutes later, Wang Ling and others appeared in the secret alley of Jinzhi Palace.

Wang Ming was fully prepared. He brought Wang Ling No. 2 and Wang Ling No. 1 out. He wore the newly developed No. 2, while Guo Ping was wearing the No. 1 metal suit. Now both of them have Combat power.

There is a handle at the entrance of the lane. In order to prevent the grass from being scared, Wang Ling uses his own Princess to re-cover the scene here. All the sights seen by the guards here are all an hour ago.

This trick can be said to be unintelligible, and much better than invisible spells.

The black-eyed leader did not lie, and Wang Ling found the mouth on the wall as soon as he entered the alley.

“How do you get in?” Guo Ping asked.

Wang Ming used the deduction to think about various possibilities, and then said: “Put your hand into this mouth and then say the password. If you don’t, the arm will be directly bitten. What is the password? I will still did not expect……”

“No need to be so troublesome.”

At this time, Wang Ling stood up.

He reached out and touched the big mouth on the stone wall, then slid his hand straight in, and a long red tongue was taken directly from him.

This stone mouth was caught by Wang Ling’s squatting, too deep! This is deep throat! He felt that his throat was red and swollen…

“Oh…” Shizui cried, he had no eyes, and a tear of tears flowed out of his mouth.

Wang Ling stared at the stone mouth, and the expression on his face was without waves: “Let us go in.”

Stone mouth: “Oh… no… no…”

Wang Ling opened his own fisheye: “No, wash you.”

Stone mouth: “I am open…”