But the next moment, the Great Elder's face changed.

"Come on, pull all the servants down for me and send them all to the medical room~"

A squad of gunmen walked in and escorted the shivering servant down.

The so-called medical room is not a treatment room, but a place where the waist is removed and the cornea is cut.

After doing this, the Great Elder's face was serious.

"No, your talent is too strong, but don't use it indiscriminately, otherwise it's easy to attract accidents..."

The so-called unexpected, of course, is not the world of evil gods.

The evil god was born, and it was too late to cheer.

It's the Grim Reaper who is afraid!

It is well known that the god of death and the god of evil are opposed, although in the past five years, the Great Elder has still left a hand.

Evil is not righteous, but disdainful, "I left you here to do this!" ”

Nima turned out to be a professional butt wipe.

The Great Elder was not only not angry, but was extremely excited.

When an evil god is born, then he is a priest.

Second only to the evil god, the kind that is admired by thousands of people, it is much more beautiful than the sect master.

I can't help but shudder when I think about it.

The eldest elder, who was in a good mood, didn't say a word, picked up his favorite sea cucumber soup and dried it all in one go.

The foot washing water of the evil god, how can you dislike it~

"I forgot to tell you that this is footwashing water, but it's not mine, it's the product of all the people who collectively soak their feet!"

Vomit~

I'm Nima!

The Great Elder's stomach was tumbling over the wall, and his face was inexplicably shocked...

Three days later, look at the mountain behind the mountain to hide the scripture pavilion.

The books of the Evil God Sect are all placed here, which is the core of the Evil God Sect.

Those who can enter and exit here are at least the achievements of the evil arts, and they are not allowed to enter by ordinary people.

And the top floor of the Scripture Pavilion can only be entered by elders and above.

But there is a 6-year-old child who can go in and out of the top floor without hindrance.

He is just evil and not righteous.

Grandpa is about to become the sect master, and of course he has the privilege of entering the top level.

The reason why I came here is certainly not to study.

Just kidding, the books are all written by him, as for reading them again?

He's here for the evil value.

The outrageous Wang Yue taught him a truth.

Teach others to be evil, and you will gain the most evil value.

The world created by oneself, but others play better than oneself, which is indeed a slap in the face.

Bang bang and scorching.

But he didn't care about that.

His intuition told him that Wang Yue was still there.

Although his tricks are okay, in the face of Wang Yue, he has no bottom in his heart.

So he's conservative.

To be safe, you must wait until you become a master and have powers beyond God before you can reveal your identity.

In that case, even if Wang Yue was still there, he was not afraid.

Maybe there's a wave of counter-killing...

Of course, being slapped in the face by Wang Yue, although it hurts, he doesn't feel ashamed.

Especially after pondering writing a book, he felt even more.

The book is too hard to write.

There are thousands of evil methods, but he can't write casually.

This book is destined to be admired by thousands of people and studied by the people, and it is easy to go wrong if you make a mistake.

Those that Wang Yue taught could not be written.

The school teaches people Huang Dudu, it's easy to say, but if you do that, the world will completely collapse.

If you don't give birth, what do you eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and in the end it's not starvation?

The thought of starving to the ground dispelled his thoughts.

It turns out that it is much easier to destroy than to build.

Wang Yue has a mouth and a bunch of ideas, but it is indeed enough to damage, and he almost spoiled the world.

It's been five years, and although he has tried his best to fix it, once the floodgates of thought are opened, it will be difficult to block them.

Wang Yue is only for evil values, and he can be unscrupulous.

He is the creator of the world, and he can only guard it with hard work.

Like a parasite.

The host is deprived of nutrients and will die sooner or later.

But the insect eats and drinks enough, grows a pair of wings, and flies away lightly.

Don't talk about martial arts...

Thinking of Wang Yue, he admonished himself.

"Don't complain, be down-to-earth and become a god as soon as possible!"

"Come on, come on, you're the best, Ollie give~"

Put down your fists, pull your hair with one hand, and write with the other.

In this way, he held back five words for three days.

"It's so hard..."

Just as he was racking his brains, his thoughts were interrupted.

"Little brat, what are you doing, making trouble here?"

The man came in a blue uniform, danced with a broom in his hand, and pointed at him.

The evil fire of evil and unrighteousness came up in a flash.

I think he is a dignified evil god, when has he been ridiculed like this.

Even in this life, he is still high, and all those who dare to provoke him are already gone.

How can you endure in the face of a little cleaner.

"Light up in the toilet, looking for?"

The evil is not right, but the cleaner is not used to him.

"Paralyzed, little rabbit, who do you say, you got your hair all over the ground and got a haircut?"

Evil was stunned for a moment and looked down.

Sure enough, the ground was covered with hair, strands of hair.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his head.

Nothing.

The hair is gone, and the smooth scalp is within reach.

it!

The alpaca flies away in the heart of the evil and the right.

He was bald.

He's really bald.

But he looked at his hands blankly.

And it didn't get stronger.

The little body of the evil man began to tremble.

His back was cold, and his whole body was covered in fine white hair.

In the past five years, he has been non-stop evil, and he still gains a lot of evil values.

Not to mention anything else, in terms of the degree of evil qi in this body, in the real world, it is all master-level.

As long as there are ten or eight more years, he will be at the level of an evil god.

In another hundred and eighty years, he will be a super god.

Another 1,800 years...

But the dignified master, can he lose his hair?

It's not broken at the age of six, and the engine can't be broken!

What's going on here?

Evil didn't pay any more attention to the cleaners.

In the evil world, only he has special abilities.

No matter how much evil an ordinary person has, it is only a high point of status.

But why is there such a strange situation?

Is it Wang Yue?

Is he really still there?

The evil is about to cry.

", you have a good attitude of admitting your mistakes, and you actually cried in shame?"

The cleaner asked in surprise.

"But this won't work, the skin is so thin, sooner or later someone will be played into scum."

The cleaner chattered silently, as if he hadn't chatted for a long time, very chattering.

"No, little cub, you can't be tricking me, I heard that the prodigy from the Great Elder's family is here, is it you?"

"Paralyzed, little cub, do you want to touch porcelain because of your identity?"

Evil is still in the self-construction of fear, and the cleaner's cannon makes him annoyed.

With a casual wave of his hand, evil qi erupted from his arm.

Treating ordinary people is as easy as swatting flies.

He dared to guarantee that if this slap went down, the cleaner would definitely fly away.

He had chosen all the targets, and there was an evil god sculpture more than ten meters away.

The finger that the sculpture points to the country is the destination of the cleaner.

But he was thinking too much.

Not only did the cleaner not leave, but he was still nagging.

"Paralyze you're stupid, aren't you, when this is a fly? What is the latest method of touching porcelain? ”

Evil Bullish jerked his head up at the chattering cleaner.

It's greasy.

Knowing that he is the grandson of the Great Elder, but he still dares to scold, he is either mentally abnormal, or he has something to rely on.

And he is not afraid of his evil spirit, in the world of evil gods, only one person can do it.

Wang Yue...

The cleaner's expression became grim, the broom in his hand turned into a lightsaber, and his tone changed to sarcastic.

"Zhu Soul, you've been in the house for three days, what are you holding back, do you want to write a book?

It's really sad that the evil god can't think of an evil way! ”

The cleaner's face changed, black and red, and the vigorous evil aura emanated, instantly making the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion gray!

After revealing the main body, Wang Yue stepped forward slowly and said ruthlessly.

"Maybe I can tell you an evil way to touch porcelain, crash to death on the statue of the evil god, and the Great Elder will never let the cleaner go..."