If you are in a bad mood, you cut off your head, and when you are in a good mood, you will also cut off your head, and only when you are focused on doing something will you suddenly remember who you want to cut off your head.

Long Aotian was covered in cold sweat, at this time he had not saved enough points needed for a resurrection, if he was beheaded, it would really be a dead death.

"Your Majesty, that is definitely framed by some villains! Your Majesty, the minister also fought with that king of Nano Xuantian in the camp of the Holy Army! In the end, it didn't rely on the mediation of Elder Nano Viper——"

"The Nano pit viper is not mine. Nano Future looked at Long Aotian with amusement: "Look, as long as I try one or two, you will immediately miss the timidity." ”

"How can a dull subordinate be worthy of the Holy Lord's case-" Long Aotian immediately sent it to the, and Nano Future laughed with a cheeky face, and Long Aotian hurriedly followed and laughed.

"That's it!" Nano waved his hand generously in the future, as if he wanted to forgive Long Aotian for his sins:

"That's it, I'm just a little annoyed by those rumors of the imperial history, I play everything, and it's clear that loyal ministers and good generals are going to dig out some tricks, and I'm not satisfied with writing "****...... I, watching you travel thousands of miles to infiltrate Xianbeilia alone, contacting more than 800 people, including these two guys who have not achieved enough things and more than defeated, have been planning for a long time, spending a huge amount of money, killing people's heads, and finally destroying the Black Mountain Villa with one blow...... I think that you have also done your best these days, busy with the affairs of the divine authority of the monarch, and busy with the affairs of the White Dragon List, and even delusional about changing the rules of heaven and abolishing the forging holy hand...... It's not easy, it's not easy, if I don't thin up the award this time, I'm afraid that no one will work for me in the future. Well, I'll get you something—"

"Your Majesty!Minister--No merit is not a reward!!!" As soon as Long Aotian heard that there was a reward, he was immediately frightened and kowtowed desperately, he clearly remembered that he was here to kneel down and beg the emperor for forgiveness, not to ask for any reward! At this time, if Nano drove him out of the palace in the future, it would definitely be the greatest reward for him, and if he really rewarded something-

Well, there is a ninety percent probability that three feet of white silk will be given, and a ten percent probability of random poisons such as crane top red, bone poison clouds, and blue oil are shocking.

"There is no merit, there is also hard work!" "Nano said nonchalantly, "I, I plan to reward you with thirteen beautiful concubines-"

Long Aotian's frenzied kowtowing froze froze, it was not the first time he had heard of such a reward, but it was the first time in his life that he had encountered such a reward. He knew that the meaning of this reward was a bit complicated, both warning and punishing, and it also meant to co-opt. In Jianzhou slaves, the master rewards the concubine to the next person, generally the next person's wife and concubine are executed, and then send the concubine to serve, to put it bluntly, it is a more simple and rude Cosmos, the subordinate died his wife and concubine, but anyone who is a little emotional will feel sad, and the master rewarded the concubine, the vast majority of them are beautiful as flowers, fifteen or sixteen years old, high-quality women, even if they are scheming, monitoring the rewarded people, but their talent and bed kung fu, absolutely not a little fake. As a believer in the Cangtian Crystal Palace, Long Aotian naturally has a stronger demand for women than normal people, and he still has a little bit of affection in his heart for his existing wives and concubines.

"Thank you, Lord Ron. He paused for almost a breath, considered the pros and cons, and bowed down one last time deeply, heartily.

"Hmph. Nano Mirai let out a disdainful snort and waved him down.

Immediately afterwards, he didn't look at the wind and clouds kneeling on the ground and the rampant and unscrupulous, and said coldly: "Come on, all the other warlocks involved in the holy weapon, don't let any of them go, scrape off the meat, wash the pot, and give the cultural relics to the hundred officials." ”

"Holy Lord!" at this moment a civil official took a step, his hands folded and held high above his head, at this time the gesture of death admonishment.

"Speak. There was no anger in Nano's tone in the future, which was very different from his previous attitude towards death.

"Those warlocks, including Fengyun and Rampant, and the Great God ......"

"Hmph. Nano Mirai laughed bitterly: "The world is as black as a crow, the original god, how can there be a god we have created ourselves to be obedient! Indra also has some means for the sleeping one." Even if we and the other terrans are invincible, but that one also needs a lot of hands to control this world, such as the real divine power of the king, which requires the treasures of the thirteen remnants to be activated, early ago, I have ordered the destruction of all the six treasures in my hands, and the monarchy can not be divinely granted, and can only be decided by the sword soldiers of the world, I have discussed with the people of the Anglo Empire, divide many of their territories, and let them settle in the anointed land of the Central Plains, when the time comes, their god-killing Protestantism and my Indra will join forces, and bet on the faith of all the people in the world, and one blow can severely damage the down-and-out god who does not know where it came from。 This is a conspiracy, and it is the orthodoxy of the world to be upright!"

"But the emperor, it's a god ...... after all"

"The ghosts and thunder gods have fallen one after another, and in the end nothing has happened? The so-called gods are nothing but huge wills that inhabit the mountains, rivers, sun and moon. At the moment when the war spirit was destroyed, the masters of the lampburo studied a way to destroy the divine soul, and after the natural disaster, he couldn't create his own heavenly rules, and he had to move the heavenly rules created by the previous thunder god to manage the world, which shows that he didn't have much ability. The god is just much more powerful, if the secret art is weird, how can anyone have a sinister heart?"

He said this with such a high sound, so that he and his minions were convinced that Jian's blood was boiling, and as for how much water, only he, as an emperor, knew.

However, he is very correct in saying one thing, today's world is actually a natural world where several weak gods and spirits are fighting, which can also be called the world of the end of the law, supernatural abilities, because the melee and consumption of various gods are far away from the world, if there is no strong entrant to change the status quo, the whole world will eventually become a world of pure science and technology like the three-body civilization.

However, this is not something that Nano will consider in the future, he only focuses on the great project after the White Dragon List, Indra's god-making project, and today's early dynasty, and only discusses this topic.

【Pershing City Xigui Street, a certain mansion】

The next day, when the sun really shone on his buttocks, Long Aotian opened his eyes.

The bed is messy, the bedding is slippery, and the nephrite is warm and fragrant in the red tent. Such an adjective is the beautiful present that Long Aotian forced himself to fantasize about a day ago when he watched his wife and concubine being whipped to death by the eunuchs of the Internal Affairs Office in front of the mansion, and now, it is the most vicious irony of Long Aotian.

The bed was messy, the bedding was slippery, and in the red tent, thirteen fat and swollen men's bodies were squeezed together, white mucus smeared all over Long Aotian's body, and all the holes in his body that could be expanded but not expanded were forcibly expanded, and he deeply realized what the power of a meat stick was. The thirteen concubines that Nano will reward in the future are not beauties.

They are actually thirteen, or rather, thirteen, thirteen, thirteen, in short, the number of thirteen Gongyi borders.

Gong Yi Bian, like a clone monster.

Long Aotian's strength is so weak, after the evil god came, all his abilities were reduced to distraction, and it took him almost another four months, by doing a lot of disgusting, tedious, and even dangerous tasks, he barely upgraded to the realm of Hedao, and the Gongyi side he had to face, after the snow disaster, had the strength of the Jindan realm.

In the hands of the Thirteen Golden Pills, he Long Aotian was just an inflatable doll, and he was really used like an inflatable doll in the eyes of Gong Yibian.

And the wives and concubines he had painstakingly collected had already become bloody meat skewers hanging upside down at the door of the mansion, right?

Long Aotian moved his arm slowly, feeling that his body was like a rag bag, shriveled and weak, without the slightest strength, the physical exhaustion and emptiness and pain were nothing, what really made him suffer was the nausea from the heart.

The feeling drove him mad, and he really wanted to trade his life for a flamethrower from the system and burn himself to the char with the thirteen fat pigs in a frenzy.

"I love you to death!" At this time, a Gong Yibian woke up, his thick arm hooked Long Aotian's neck, and forcibly made his face stick to another ugly face.

The greasy faces rubbed against each other, making a disgusting sound, Long Aotian's stomach churned, and a yellowish-white viscous and disgusting liquid spurted out of his mouth and nose and spilled on the bed, as a result, the sound of his vomiting woke up Gong Yi's side, and they laughed, moving their fat, greasy, and various unknown liquid bodies.

Long Aotian closed his eyes in despair: "System, help me!"

The interface of the points mall appeared in front of his eyes, and he resisted the disgusting feeling that his body was being licked by a group of men, and looked at the pitiful number in the column of points he held. "Brokeback" points, issued once a month, require the month to "play" with the man for thirty nights, and must feel sick from start to finish.

He was really desperate when he saw this, he knew that he couldn't survive 30 days, he must have gone crazy, and he hoped that he could pull out his spine to fight like the legendary Chosen One, even if he was crazy for a while, and turned into a fat pork tapeworm in the future, it would be better to live a terrible life like human plasticine.

"Nano Future!!" he yelled, his throat already ripping.

Immediately, however, his mouth was gagged with what he thought was the most disgusting thing. He swallowed hard, rolling his eyes.

He felt that his consciousness was disappearing, as if he could really be disgusted to death by these Gong Yi people. At this time, he didn't even care about hatred in the future, he just instinctively resisted and hated the Gong Yi bians.

"How could there be such a disgusting creature in the world!!" He couldn't figure it out, but the points mall that appeared in front of him still laughed at his incompetence.

He collapsed.

He's crazy.

He clearly felt that he seemed to have really pressed some kind of switch, and suddenly the red light flashed in front of him, and the vision was completely and completely bright red, as if he was suddenly injected with superhuman genes, he suddenly broke free of the arms of Gong Yi's side, he felt that he was floating, suspended in the air, and his body was sprinkled with murderous radiation, and he instinctively swung out the fantasy anti-heaven fist, and everything was pus and blood.

The Gongyi side began to scream, like a deflated ball, visibly shriveled down to the naked eye, and their fat and swollen bodies seemed to appear like a monster devouring flesh and blood, sucking them from the inside out, whether it was bones or muscles, internal organs or blood vessels, they all began to collapse infinitely from the inside, until after a breath, the thirteen Gongyi sides actually turned into thirteen crumpled human skins.

Long Aotian exhaled a breath of turbidity, which slowly fell from the air, and the blood-colored mist on his body slowly converged, and finally condensed into a mass of viscous plasma, falling from between his legs and smashing on the floor, revealing a despicable and dirty painting. Long Aotian let out a cry of grief and staggered to the ground, the pain in his body and the monstrous shame in his heart almost shattered his soul.

In the end, he still couldn't hold back, or under the attack of the thirteen Gongyi sides, he chose to recharge and exchange without choice, and he used his manly dignity to exchange for a forbidden technique that completely wiped out the Gongyi sides.

Swing the sword from the palace, 500 points, and resurrect once costs 10,000 points. 500 points, which can only be exchanged for one skill, he chose to exterminate Gong Yibian's "blood technique".

And the remaining 100 points, he thought about it, and suddenly laughed.

"Your Majesty, if you want to test the loyalty of your minister, the minister will really be loyal to you!" he said, and a blood-red beam of light lit up in his hand again.

"Bloodline Latent" is the most cost-effective "witchcraft" that the system can give, this kind of technology similar to spiritual magic and disguise can easily allow Long Aotian to easily integrate into any organization with another identity without changing his name, however, when launching this kind of witchcraft, the system must be reported in detail.

The blood-red light slowly spread, enveloping Long Aotian, and Long Aotian also let out a scream of being shaved by a skinner very cooperatively in the blood light. At the same time, a circle of blood-colored ripples rippled in the blood light, spreading silently, the blood-colored ripples were like reflections on the sea of blood, silent and irresistible swept across the entire Pershing City, the sky changed, the divine will descended, and each Long Aotian could only use the super witchcraft once in his life, so it triggered the heavenly rule and completely erased the memory of him in the entire city.

The blood light disappeared, and Long Aotian had already become a different person, a sixteen-year-old little eunuch with a delicate and feminine style.

"Your Majesty, the servants are here to serve you!" he shouted, clapping his hands and walking out of the mansion while in another corner of Pershing City, another absolutely impossible person was performing an absolutely impossible sorcery.