Chapter 780 Masked Shadow Council

A man? You have to be able to bend and stretch, be strong and soft, be cute to the queen, be weird to Lori, be black to the witch, goblin, pretend to be evil to the sister, and restore purity to the lady. At present, the night is quite pure. He shrinks his body into a ball, restores it to the appearance of a bookworm little boy, and sleeps peacefully in the suspicion of the dance clothes. Such a pure night fully stimulates the motherhood of the dance clothes, and the love of the dance clothes is overflowing...

Jiang Ye's evaluation of Uncle Li is only eleven words, that is: he thinks he is smart, but he is actually short-sighted. During this period, Uncle Li has never felt that he was so smart. In his heart, he thought that he had done things that the whole world could not do with means that the whole world did not know. He sat on the throne of the leader, feeling the power and prestige symbolized by the throne, and his heart was extremely happy. At present, no one in the world can resist his footsteps. The whole dynasty is in his bag. He can enjoy it in his hand.

Since the three old guys in the other three cities were kidnapped into the thief ship by him, they have gradually become his little brother. Now he can control these little brothers at will. In his eyes, the old hammer is a stubborn donkey. He always uses interests to drive him, not to force him. It's like using grass to lure a donkey forward, while sting him with a whip, he may instead. Kong Shangren, on the contrary, is a tough guy. Uncle Li has a lot of his handles in his hand to threaten him. And Xun Yun? He doesn't pay attention to it at all. In his opinion, Xun Yun and he are not at the same level. He is soft-hearted and can only ride the wall to make wall grass. As long as he deals with the two people in front of him, he is not a problem at all.

If he convinces the three people, the whole Celestial Empire will become his words. He can become a real emperor. At this time, he sits on the leader's big chair and laughs out loud, looking forward to himself. He looks at himself as his enemy in the Celestial Empire.

He was arrogant, and there was no tiger in the mountains. The monkey called the king's consciousness, and he did not see the loss caused by the collapse of Confucianism. Instead, he began to care about the world and became blindly confident. He felt that his means were more than enough to deal with his own people, and it should not be bad to deal with outsiders. Therefore, he wanted to use his 'smart' power to deal with the group of stunned assassins and the boss in the Sky City. At present, he feels that his goal has been achieved, and he can completely cross the river to dismantle the bridge. Originally, he needed a little tool to dismantle the bridge, but now it is TOEFL. He doesn't even have to do the preparation work. He can directly pull up his trousers belt and not admit it and turn his face to others.

As for the consequences after crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, he felt that he had fully figured out that he needed to bear the revenge of the group of rude assassins. However, in the final analysis, the group of assassins still obeyed the command of the boss in the Sky City. As long as he dealt with the boss in the Sky City, everything would not be a problem. Do you want to deal with that boss? In fact, it's not difficult. After all, he is also a master of thick black. It's not that he has never done it. He held the weakness of the boss in his hand, that is, he guessed that the other party was an undercover agent spread by dark forces to the city of the sky. He could give this information to the first emperor at any time. Although the first emperor was not on the mainland, his daughter was in the lonely city... In this way, he felt that he had enough capital for self-insurance.

The autumn wind did not move, and the cicada had no senses, and secretly sent the autumn wave to death.

In a huge dark palace, there stands a huge statue representing Death. On the statue, Death's body is connected to the void and enters the unknown dimension of time and space, so the upper part of the chest can't be seen clearly. The only thing that is shocking is that on the claws stretched out by Death, there is a throne on each finger. The throne is solemn, solemn, and has no smell of fireworks. Although it seems to be stained with red blood and traces of white bones, it has an evil and shocking power that makes men's blood boil and women indifferent. It's weird.

The ten-finger throne forms a ring-shaped huge parliamentary field, which makes future generations of historians spend countless pen and ink. Later literati guessed that countless masked shadow councils are held on the ten fingers of death every time.

At this time, the ten mask leaders on the Ten-Finger Throne gathered in the giant masked Shadow Council.

Wh! Wheops!

A shadow turns into a wind across the space, and the ghost's light shines on the thrones. When the light shines, a huge suspended mask will appear on the throne. These masks look extremely strange, either red or purple, as if they are carefully carved by the most exquisite craftsmen, only with unique ingenuity. Only then can these masks give power to faces. Each face is an emotion, which is extremely magical.

At the top of each mask, there is a wild text. These words are stringed together to form a ten-day dry number. The ten masks correspond to A, B, C, Ding, E, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren and Kwai respectively. Under the mask is the virtual shadow of the human body composed of cyan airflow, which can only see the general shape of the human body. With a virtual shadow and a mask, everything looks strange.

These ten mask leaders are obviously divided into two factions. One is sitting on the left hand of Death, the other is sitting on the right hand of Death. The five people on the left hand are A, B, Dingwu, and the five people on the right hand are Ji Geng Xin Renkui.

The parliament has not yet started, and several masked leaders chatted with each other.

"Sister B, I didn't see you in the last parliament. I really miss me so much... Your trace is so ethereal that I can't find it. Where did you play?

"Xiao Bing, your mouth is still so sweet. I don't listen to you so much. You can do whatever you want... I took the time to travel around this spiritual continent, met some interesting things, heard some interesting people, and ate some good things.

"Lord B, are the interesting people and delicious things on the mainland the same? Are you tired of playing with those interesting people and eat them as pies? There are indeed a lot of pure souls here. It tastes really delicious. I haven't been so happy for a long time.

"Dingding, you are still so bad. I really can't stand you... Your life is too violent. Can you have some fun? A boring guy like you, not to mention Sister B, even I can't stand it. C said slightly sarcastically.

"Ha ha, what do you need so much fun to believe in death?" Ding doesn't care much and doesn't defend much.

"We are the messengers of death. What we do is violent things, tear up the soul, and then throw it into the furnace of death to forge and rebirth... Death doesn't need a reason, and violence doesn't need romance. I agree with Ding. The man in the mask said.

B said to Wu in an ethereal tone, "Thorn, you don't seem to be doing well recently? It's a headache to be bitten by a group of dogs, isn't it?

"Ha ha, since it's a dog, my dog stick is not ambiguous, and it's not a headache..."

C laughed and said, "It is said that this matter of the Celestial Empire should be completely under control. Why is there a sudden trouble? It's not a good sign to be unfavorable.

Wu said coldly, "You'd better take care of yourself. Don't just go to ** elf slave and do something serious..."

"If you envy it, just say it, female slave? How much do you want, how much I can give you..." C replied, "However, according to the plan of Brother A and his boss, if you can finish everything in China, we can do things in advance. You don't have to fight and kill, you can enjoy gentleness and deliciousness. How nice is it? Therefore, buddy's happiness still depends on you. Kill it. Kill all the stupid Confucians. I hate that group of people..."