Chapter 112: Sitting and Reaping the Benefits
After the poor girl was hit by the "Wind Blade", her skin and flesh bloomed in an instant, and she died in pain, but Ling Cong in front of her was unmoved, looking at his expression extremely cold, as if there was no trace of emotion. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Just like the lifelike demon mask on his face, it was cold and chilling.
"Ah...... I won't let you go. One of the women suddenly shouted.
She didn't understand why God would choose to let herself bear everything that shouldn't belong to her, she hated! Why can't this inhuman abuse stop, hating myself for not being able to stop such a terrible picture from continuing to be staged.
As their breathing became more and more rapid, the two girls seemed to faint at any moment, and the bloody and cold scene was beyond what they could bear.
Seeing that the two people who were suspended were breathing more and taking in less air, the fierce physical reaction began to gradually become sluggish, and life was passing by minute by second.
Finally, a complete skin was attached to the head and uprooted.
Only a blood-stained headless corpse remained on the bloodstained iron hook, and their blood flowed into the huge coffin below, becoming an indispensable material for replenishing energy.
"Quick! The five of you go into the coffin. Ling Cong suddenly shouted at the four daughters and the soul gatherer.
"Oh!"
Hearing the shout, the five people jumped into the giant coffin without thinking about it.
Pain!
It was the only most obvious feeling they had once they went in, and it was an unbearable pain. But for the sake of themselves and for the king, they decided to fight this time.
For a moment, these five people could not perceive the drastic changes in their bodies and minds after being transformed, and could only feel the fluctuations of that energy with that little bit of hazy thoughts.
Panic, hesitation, resoluteness, collapse, until the fall, metamorphosis, loss, and rebirth, in less than an hour, the five wasted people who were previously were now quickly experiencing the painful stage of blood demon demonization.
And they have also changed from one evil cultivator to five authentic pseudo-blood demons.
"Out!"
Ling Cong waved the order flag in his hand again, and the five reconstituted guys broke out of the coffin and knelt in front of Wanchen reverently.
"You've regained your strength?" Seeing the five reborn subordinates, Wanchen walked up to take a closer look at it with great anxiety.
Years of experience designing others have taught him that anything can happen in such a situation. For example, these five subordinates have been confused by others and become puppets of others, which is inaccurate.
"King, we're fine!" The five of them said in unison.
"Good, good! Hahaha...... "Wanchen shouted three times in a row!"
Because at this moment, he was really moved, you must know that these five people are currently his backbone, and if he wants to recapture Broken Moon Mountain in the future, he is the most powerful helper.
Now that their strength has been restored, don't want to be unhappy.
"In this case, I will take my leave first, and ask the demon king and a few others to rest." Ling Cong clenched his fists.
"I don't thank you for my great kindness, I will calm down Broken Moon Mountain in the future, and I will definitely be rewarded." Wanchen also clenched his fists.
In fact, both sides are superficial about this kind of politeness, and it is estimated that people like them should have their own ghosts.
For example, if you say Wanchen, this guy is completely a master who eats dry and wipes it and leaves, and now he is empty and wronged, it is also a last resort, just waiting for him to soar into the sky one day, who cares about his former "big cousin".
And Ling Cong, who is the Great Protector of Yinshan, is also thinking in his heart at this time, but what he is calculating is not what he thinks.
Designing all this is nothing more than a plan of his king, and he is in a hurry to leave now, and he also wants to go back as soon as possible to recover his life.
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In the deepest part of Yin Mountain, in a more magnificent and mysterious cave.
A purple-robed man sat slightly upright, also wearing a mask, he seemed to be thinking, but because of the mask obscure, he couldn't see his expression clearly at this time.
He is the mountain lord of Yin Mountain, the leader of the blood clan---- blood madness.
"Report! The Great King, the Great Protector Ling Cong, came to return to his life....... "A hairy-faced demon pushed open the secret door and knelt down on one knee and said.
"Oh? Come in, please. The Blood Maniac said lazily.
"Yes," the little demon commanded.
Young! The secret door opened again, and Ling Cong, the Great Protector of Yin Mountain, walked into the secret room with a tired face, and knelt on one knee to salute the Blood Maniac Demon reverently.
As the Great Protector, although he has a very high status in the clan, he only has the right to look up to his own king, if he dares to be arrogant, then what he is about to face is not a problem that can be solved with a dead word.
"King!" Ling Cong bowed his head.
"The Great Protector has worked hard, my child, your sincerity is clear to the sun and the moon, I know everything you have done for the blood clan for thousands of years, get up and talk back." The Blood Maniac tapped the table in front of him with his sharp fingertips, and said in a melodious tone.
Although it is only a few short words, it can very well show the prestige of a king in the clan, don't look at this old god stick at this time to speak very calmly, but if it is launched, it is really not a joke.
"King Xie...... King of Enlightenment! Everything has been done according to your plan,...... But I still don't understand, is there any use value for a down-and-out demon king in Wanchen? Ling Cong cautiously stood up and said.
"You don't know this, a down-and-out king is also a king, as far as I know, there are still some of his diehards on Broken Moon Mountain, we just take advantage of this, divide Broken Moon Mountain into two factions to watch them kill each other, and finally we will reap the benefits, what value do you say this down-and-out demon king has?" The Blood Maniac was still unhurried.
"Oh! I see, the king. Ling Cong suddenly realized.
This is the strategy of the Blood Maniac Demon, this move can be described as extremely vicious, he just wants to use the contradiction between Wanchen and Yin Tianlun to disintegrate Broken Moon Mountain.
Then he will go out to recover it again, and turn the people of Broken Moon Mountain into their puppets.
"Remember that all we have to do now is to help Wanchen as much as possible, and the other old goblins will naturally do it for us." The Blood Maniac continued.