Chapter XVII. Painted skin

"This agreement is entered into this realm and will never be broken."

"Writer's default name: White Emperor."

"The following are the details of the agreement."

"One: Those who sign this agreement will unconditionally swear allegiance to the White Emperor, and will unconditionally obey any orders issued by the White Emperor, and the White Emperor needs to formulate rewards and punishments according to the performance of the agreement."

"2. The person who has signed this agreement shall not disclose any information about the White Emperor to anyone in any way, and shall not disclose to anyone in any way any information about the other persons who have signed this agreement."

"Three: The White Emperor has the right to negotiate with the signatories of the agreement after the implementation of the agreement to change the agreement that has been implemented, and the final interpretation of this agreement is in the hands of the White Emperor, and the signatory of the agreement cannot get in touch with this agreement in any way beyond the White Emperor, nor can he change the implemented agreement in any way."

More than two hundred words.

Lin Chaoci carved for a full twenty minutes.

It wasn't until the soul power in the body bottomed out that he could stop writing.

Then, raise the pen and drop it in the air - copy!

Copy-paste forever dripping gods!

The moment these two words appeared, line after line of exactly the same handwriting appeared on every blank piece of paper on the table.

Lin Chao resigned and dispersed his martial spirit.

Silently staring at the exact same handwriting.

Forty seconds later, the table was already covered with a layer of completely consistent agreements, and Lin Chaoci carefully checked them before he put them in his hand.

"Sign your name and press your handprint."

Lin Chaoci walked up to Zhu Zhuyun, took out two copies from this pile of agreements, and put one of them in front of Zhu Zhuyun.

Then he threw the rest of the agreements in the direction of the Star Luo Empire's Soul Hunting team, and Tempest immediately divided all the agreements evenly according to the number of one per person, and then tore the excess agreements into pieces.

Then, it will be Davis' turn.

"To sign or not?"

Walking to the swamp pit, Lin Chaoci stopped.

Crouched down, took out one of the two agreements he had left behind, and threw it down while standing on top of the swamp pit.

Davis stayed in the mud puddle all the time.

Whether it was Lin Chaoci who had just created a pile of paper out of thin air, or the current situation of Zhu Zhuyun and the Star Luo Empire's Soul Hunting Team, he didn't know.

In his opinion, at most, he suffered a loss.

The kid on the other side would definitely not dare to kill him.

At the moment, this piece of paper is at most a dismount.

Not to mention......

"What kind of mess is this?"

"Unconditional allegiance, unconditional obedience, according to everyone's performance, but also according to the performance of your own rewards and punishments, and then you not only have the right to modify it afterwards, but even the final interpretation is in your hands!"

"According to what is written above, is it possible that one day if you want to kill me and directly give me an order to commit suicide, I must obey?"

"If I have made a meritorious service, do you think that I have not made a meritorious service, because the final interpretation is in your hands, and you can still punish me justly?"

"Even if it's a pig, knowing that it's going to be killed, will run around with a bang!"

"What's more, Lao Tzu is still alone!"

"This agreement, the pig will not sign!"

Davis was furious.

As he spoke, he patted the swamp with his hand.

It seems to be venting his frustration and anger.

On the ground, Zhu Zhuyun, who had just written his name in blood in the cage, couldn't help but turn cold when he heard Davis's shout.

That's too absolute.

What does it mean that "pigs" won't sign?

Does this idiot feel too tired to live?

It is better to die than to live, this is a famous saying through the ages.

If there is a choice, is she Zhu Zhuyun willing to sign?

To put it mildly, even the slave contracts signed by the slaves at the auction did not have one-ten-thousandth of the greed of this agreement.

What does this agreement want?

It's everyone's allegiance!

You know, you can easily kill a hard-boned slave, but you can never conquer a hard-boned slave, and it is even more nonsense to want a hard-boned slave to be allegiance!

That's where the greed comes in this agreement!

However, it is a blessing in misfortune to be alive!

From the papermaking that Lin Chaoci just waved with a big stroke of the pen, Zhu Zhuyun had a conjecture that even she didn't dare to admit, but even if this conjecture only had a 1 in 10,000 probability of existence, she didn't dare to have any more careful thoughts!

No one wants to die without peace.

Life is better than death, because "death" is a destination.

If you die and be tortured again, think about it or forget it!

Equally.

Hearing Davis's roar, the rest of the Star Luo Empire Soul Hunting Team members who signed their names couldn't help but turn dark.

Dignity is something that falls with the rise of human values.

Some people's dignity is worth a thousand dollars.

There are people whose dignity is worthless.

And dignity is such a thing, the most feared thing is to sit in the right seat in the face of humiliation, especially the self-righteous right seat.

Davis didn't know that so many people outside had signed this agreement, so he didn't have any burden in his heart at all.

However, the speaker has no intention of listening!

Suddenly, there were several thorns who refused to sign.

Because the conditions on this agreement are really too harsh.

With the mentality that the law does not blame the public, these people chose to refuse.

Case......

"Then it can't be said that I don't have a good heart!"

Standing on the edge of the pit, Lin Chaoci sighed slowly:

"The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and one of them is gone."

"This escaped one is a ray of life."

"As a human being, I gave you two chances: the first was before you came, I asked that very polite person to give you a word, and the second time was the agreement that you just threw aside."

"Everything, again and again, you can't do it again!"

"From now on, whether you can live or not depends mainly on the will of God!"

"It's not that I didn't give you a chance!"

Sighing, Lin Chaoci turned his head.

His gaze swept over Zhu Zhuyun, and finally fell on the Soul Hunting Team of the Star Luo Empire, swept over several white-clothed people who were similar to Davis's size, and finally, suddenly asked:

"Three questions."

"One: Who has the confidence to go down the mountain and the sea of fire?"

"Two: Who knows Davis best?"

"Three: Who has the courage to keep his face from changing?"

The three questions made everyone confused.

But there are always bold people who dare to gamble.

"Me!"

A man in white raised his hand and took two steps forward.

He still clutched the agreement that had been signed with his own name on it.

"Okay."

Lin Chaoci nodded: "Next, you are Davis, the crown prince of the Star Luo Empire!" ”

As he spoke, he raised the brush in his hand.

The text of the two dragons flying and the phoenix dancing is formed - painted skin!

When these two words were formed, the remaining soul power in Lin Chaoci's body was instantly emptied, and a mouthful of reverse blood instantly surged up to his throat, but he was forcibly swallowed by Lin Chaoci.

"Three days of life ......"

"It's a loss, but it's not too much!"

"I thought the remaining soul power was enough!"

"But it's just a little bit worse!"

"No problem!"

Ignore Davis's pig-killing cries.

Under the trembling gaze of everyone, Lin Chaoci threw the camouflage props that had been refined into painted skin in his hand at the man in white who had just stood up.

The painted skin is like a puddle of water, and it melts into the body of the man in white as soon as it comes into contact with it.

"Take off your hat."

Lin Chaoci coughed twice.

A flush welled up on the pale little face.

Title Douluo's lifespan of hundreds of years, as long as he leisurely has a krypton life before reaching this realm, basically, there is no problem.

The man in white obediently took off his hat.

The scene suddenly sounded a gasp of cold air.

Because......

At this moment, the person standing in front of them, from the shape of his body to the bones of his face, is a fake Davis!

And this Davis ......

It was created before the eyes of all of them!