"Throne!"

A seemingly random sentence,

But it's like opening the cage of the devil,

Time

The white bones that had been silent under the throne suddenly roared fiercely again,

Shadows stretched out from them,

They roared,

They roared,

They were excited,

Before, they were angry, they were unwilling, they struggled, but when the one sat back on the throne, he instantly became the most obedient husky,

Transformed into an agile and loyal hound, he rushed out in one go, pounced on the prey that the Lord of the Throne was pointing at!

In a moment's time,

The three female curators, who were all about to leave the wax museum, were pulled back again.

Their bodies are in front of these huge and strange shadows,

It looks so small.

God knows how many demon gods he killed when he was bored with Win Gou back then!

But

According to Zhou Ze's understanding of Yinggou,

Although this product was a general under the Yellow Emperor back then, under the Eastern Expedition and the Western Expedition, he also made great achievements, and it can even be said that it is not an exaggeration.

As for when he was in ancient times, whether it was because he was arrogant and disobeyed the Yellow Emperor,

Or because of his high merit, the Yellow Emperor was suspicious of using means to degrade him, and he was afraid that he would come up with an ancient version of "Yellow Robe".

The truth of this matter may only be clear to Yinggou himself.

The things in the history books can't be taken seriously, let alone the stories in myths;

You must know that Liu He, the Marquis of Haidu, who reigned for only more than 20 days in the Western Han Dynasty, records in the history books that he did more than 1,000 bad things during his reign.

That is, in addition to eating, drinking, and sleeping, this thing has been doing bad things non-stop, is it possible?

Back then, in hell, how many blind demon gods tried to challenge the authority of this master of the Nethersea one after another,

Zhou Ze is not clear,

But come to think of it,

The demon gods should not have the lofty ideal that a spark can ignite the prairie and collectively resist the dictatorship.

Estimated,

Probably today,

Ying Gou felt that the throne was a little uneven,

I went to kill a demon god and cushioned it.

Tomorrow, I feel a little uneven,

So he went and killed another one,

The day after tomorrow............

possible

It is because of this obsessive-compulsive disorder,

It is only then that this white bone throne has a scale comparable to that of "Jingguan".

Distance produces beauty,

But Zhou Ze really has no distance.

Zhou Ze is thinking wildly,

And the three of them on the female curator's side were trembling.

The terrifying aura that surrounds them is actually familiar to them.

For thousands of years, his own clan has not only worshipped this white bone throne, but more importantly, it has made a deal with the demon god phantoms below the throne.

Sacrifice on blood and food,

Ask them to help themselves.

And at this time,

These demon god phantoms who have been worshiped by their own blood and food for thousands of years,

but became the executioner of their captors.

Hao has no reputation,

There is no mercy either!

Master of the Nether Sea,

Although it has fallen many, many years,

But as the bones who had experienced his horror most firsthand,

In the depths of the soul,

It's still imprinted with that big fear!

Seriously,

Boss Zhou is now a fox and a fake tiger,

After all, Win Hook hasn't woken up yet,

Still asleep.

In fact, even if Yinggou woke up at this time, she was not the Yinggou who liked to shout "the table leg is slanted" and went out to find a table book.

The situation at this time,

can only be said to be a coincidence,

Who knew that the female curator was like this,

Who would have expected that Zhou Ze's action of untying the "coffee newspaper" made him misjudge Zhou Ze's strength, and even finally summoned the phantom of the White Bone Throne.

"Poof!"

Very crisp,

Tried temptation,

Try to be hard and hard,

Tried black to eat black,

Tried to escape,

But this,

It doesn't affect her to kneel down at this time!

"Master, are you back? The hosts, really you ...... Are you back? ”

The female curator "burst into tears",

Cry

A look of surprise and disbelief.

It's a pity,

Putting aside her acting skills for the time being,

Let's just say her body,

Before, he was almost blown into mud by the little boy with the spell taught to him by Lawyer An.

At this time she wept,

More like a humanoid caterpillar is choking and wriggling.

Zhou Ze turned his face slightly,

Look at her.

The female curator continues to perform:

"Master, you're finally back, our family, it's been so hard to wait for you!"

Zhou Ze continued not to speak.

The little boy stood silently aside,

Just think it's funny.

However, there is a bit of a suddenness.

He is very old, but since he woke up as a zombie, he has been living a life of "hiding in Tibet".

At the beginning, I rescued a few mountain people in the mountains and forests,

As a result, the mountain people also built a temple for themselves, which was destroyed by him.

He is a being who cannot see the light,

Do you have to build a temple and tell God that there is a zombie here, hurry up and rain down the thunder and kill yourself?

So

To a large extent, the little boy has always maintained his part of innocence, otherwise there would be no plot of being betrayed by his subordinates and almost devoured.

"Master, I'm going to send a message to the clansmen and tell the elders of the clan that they will be overjoyed if they know that you've returned, master!

Our people have worshiped the throne of their masters for thousands of years,

I've been looking forward to the return of my master!

When the master returns to hell, my clan will inevitably become the most loyal watchdog at the master's feet, driven by the master! ”

When you hear the word "watchdog",

Boss Zhou on the throne frowned,

Do you want to,

Compete with me for favor?

Oh no

Wrong

Anyway, three words for watchdogs,

Boss Zhou was very displeased.

Because of the winning hook, he teased him with these three words every time.

In fact

A little

Zhou Ze has always been very strange,

To win the hook that kind of character,

will be before the fall,

Give your throne to someone else?

Yinggou shouldn't be able to do this kind of decent thing before the accident, greet a group of cronies, everyone quickly divide the family property, and be well.

It's probably even if he has a premonition that something big will happen tomorrow,

Should you doze off or doze off today.

I enjoy it to the fullest, but when I die, the flood will be monstrous!

This is the truest character portrayal of Yinggou.

So

This throne,

How did it end up in the hands of their people?

Lawyer An once said that according to the secret records of Yin Si;

After the fall of the winning hook,

The princes who were suppressed in hell rose together,

fighting for turf,

and even divided the Netherworld,

The great sea,

All that was left was the River Styx.

This is equivalent to the collapse of the former Soviet Union, when the merchant governments of the world waved money to divide up the state-owned assets of the Soviet Union.

This throne,

Such a big piece of fat,

How did it fall into the hands of this family?

If it's really Winhook that takes the initiative to send it out,

Boss Zhou, who is diligent and thrifty,

But it's really heart-wrenching!

"Master, I will inform the elders of the clan and tell them the good news of the master's return!"

The female curator spread out one hand, ready to be arraigned.

Zhou Ze silently spit out two words in his mouth:

"Strangulation."

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The phantoms of the demon gods around roared upward,

In an instant, the three female curators were drowned.

It's a demonic,

The female curator only had time to let out one last scream,

and was dismembered cleanly.

Even the souls of the two employees were also crushed and eaten together.

Boss Zhou subconsciously reached out and touched his chin,

Deeply grateful,

This group of demon gods,

They all understand the preciousness of food.

forthwith

Zhou Ze stood up and left the throne.

The phantoms of the demon gods around him surrounded him, all staring at him.

The little boy stood silently under the throne,

It's kind of an escort.

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and gently pushed the little boy away,

Slowly walked down the steps of the throne.

At this point,

This throne is slowly melting,

It is a "phantom" created by the female curator with a wax figure, similar to the realistic projection of the throne,

After the death of the female curator,

The collapse of this throne,

It's inevitable.

But at this time, Zhou Ze still has one more thing to do,

And

This thing,

Zhou Ze felt that he was going to do it,

may come out and do it when you wake up than a win hook,

The effect will be better.

Without him,

Thinking of that Tie Hanhan stupidly waiting for the "empty door" to open in Xuzhou,

Wait for the Buddha to come down,

Zhou Ze was so angry that his teeth itched.

It's like a couple living their lives,

There is no rice in the pot at home,

But the man also went out to gamble for money and treat him to a swollen face and become fat!

"I'm not awake yet."

Zhou Ze said.

The phantoms of the surrounding demon gods did not move,

But the atmosphere around you,

It was as if it had froze.

"You should all see it."

Zhou Ze shrugged,

"I'm very weak now, and I can even say that I'm not me."

The Demon God Phantom began to stir.

Their speculation,

will be suppressed by the terrifying image of Yinggou back then,

But when Zhou Ze took the initiative to say it,

Inevitably, they begin to have other thoughts and impulses.

"You can rush up and see if you can break me up, eat me, and take revenge."

Zhou Ze smiled and pointed at himself.

The demons began to stir.

"You can also try to see, when this throne phantom collapses, and you return to the real throne, you can tell her people that they have found traces of my existence."

Zhou Ze continued.

The little boy pursed his lips,

He was a little nervous,

Half of it is because of the oppression formed by the phantom of the demon god around it,

The other half was something he hadn't thought of before, and once this matter got out, how much noise and waves it would cause!

"I am him, and I am not him."

Zhou Ze looked around,

Loud and loud,

"Today's business, shut up!

I promise you!

In the near future,

On the day of my true return,

will personally undo the seals of the others,

Wait for freedom,

Help Er and others reshape their bodies,

Leader and others will fight hell again,

Together, we will regain everything we have lost with you!

Back then,

Hell is ours;

future

Hell will be ours too!

You are no longer prisoners under the throne,

You will be my robes,

Hell is big,

Big enough for me to share with you! ”

The demon god phantoms staggered,

When the throne is halfway melted,

"Wow!"

All the Demon God Phantoms knelt down together in front of Zhou Ze.

Hiss............

Refreshing!

Boss Zhou subconsciously gasped.

In order to pursue the feeling of being a superior person, many people go to become officials, many people go to pursue dictatorship, glory and wealth, they really don't care, what they want is actually the pleasure brought by being worshipped!

And themselves,

It was kneeling down by a group of demon gods!

This kind of coolness,

Almost instantly, it went straight to the Heavenly Spirit Cover!

If it weren't for the little boy next to him supporting,

Boss Zhou almost fell to the ground.

The throne finally collapsed,

The demon god phantoms also dissipated collectively,

Go back to where the real throne is.

The little boy hugged Zhou Ze and asked curiously:

"That's it?"

They

Believe it like that?

Demon God, Alas,

Is it so easy to fool?

Isn't this very similar to what the boss often says about Tie Hanhan?

Zhou Ze nodded and said:

"All I can say is that,

The reputation of that product is too good. ”

Death to save face,

But it is precisely because of the need to die to save face,

Therefore, Zhou Ze is willing to make a deal with Yinggou, and he is not afraid that Yinggou will regret it after being deceived;

So

These demon gods who were killed by Yinggou back then and used as a table foot are also the ones who know Yinggou best.

will believe in the promise made by "WinGou"!

It's a pity that the goods were born too early,

didn't catch up with Cangjie to make words,

Otherwise, there may be an idiom,

Call:

Win the Promise!