The old emperor has always been jealous of King Mo and hostile to King Mo, and he will definitely not give him too much power.

Qiushui's eyes turned, and fell on the new emperor who was so frightened that he fainted on the dragon chair, and suddenly thought to himself: "Then make it a vassal country and support a puppet." A puppet who can be obedient and firmly controlled in his hands is better than anything else. ”

Nangong Ling is undoubtedly a good candidate.

He doesn't have much of the ability to do it himself.

was beaten like this by His Royal Highness King Mo, and his mentality had already collapsed, such a person is very easy to subdue and easy to control.

Mo Bai thought for a moment, and said, "This is simple." ”

He snapped his fingers in the air.

A slavery spell was placed in the air.

Nangong Ling's stunned body trembled suddenly, and in the depths of his soul, he was cursed, and then he was forced to slowly open his eyes.

His gaze was not as good as it had been before, but gradually lost focus.

He stood up slowly, walked slowly to Mo Bai, knelt down slowly, and then kowtowed respectfully and called "master".

What is Surrender?

This is surrender!

Cloud Allure was shocked to watch.

I thought, I deserve to be the master of the curse world, this mantra kung fu, looking at the entire Seven Mantra Continent, I'm afraid I can't find the second one, ah no, I can't find the third one.

There's also a beautiful master.

Of course, this first and second is a person at all.

And that's not all.

After Nangong Ling finished kowtowing to Mo Bai, he turned around, kowtowed to Yun Chengcheng, and called "hostess" in the same respectful tone.

Cloud Fall City: "......"

Mo Bai hooked his lips slightly: "This slave, is he quite upright, has a future." ”

Nangong Ling was extremely resistant to Mo Bai at first.

Even, hateful.

And when that enslavement curse fell on him, a slight connection was established between him and Mo Bai's soul, even if it was only a trace of it, it was enough for him to realize how powerful Mo Bai's soul really was!

Nangong Ling finally understood why everyone called him "Ink God".

Because he may really be God!

Only a god can possess this kind of soul power that is hotter than magma, higher than the sky, and wider than the sea!

That trace of soul connection made Nangong Ling completely understand the gap between himself and Mo Bai.

It's clearly the distance between mortals and gods!

Unattainable!

He's stupid.

The god of ink is the god of ink, and he definitely deserves this title.

"From today on, there is no Emperor Nangong Ling of the Eternal Night Kingdom in this world, only Nangong Ling, the servant of the Ink God. Everything is at the behest of the ink god. ”

"It's okay, this emperor, you just keep doing it." Mo Bai waved his hand nonchalantly.

He never paid attention to the imperial power.

If it is not necessary, it is too lazy to fight for anything.

Now, with Nangong Ling's chess piece, it is good to ensure that Eternal Night will be under his control in the future.

"Thank you for the gift of the master of the ink god! The subordinates will definitely build the Moshen Palace in the territory of Eternal Night, so that the people of Eternal Night will respect you as the Lord and respect you as a god! ”

"There's no need." Big Mo said that he is not used to engaging in this set of personality cults.

"Nope! It's necessary! Nangong Ling was very persistent, his expression was unprecedentedly serious, rather than blindly groveling, even if he was under the spell of servitude, he also retained a complete sense of self