Originally, due to multiple factors, the Black Sea Forest Prison had to sacrifice 50% of the people to ensure the normal execution of the Blood Darkness Plan. Doomsday Seventeen did not have any psychological pressure on this.
He would sacrifice the people in a difficult situation for the sake of his plan, not to mention the people from other lands who had been blacklisted by Lin Chongyang. They were all good leeks.
Who makes the King of Hell a greedy and fearful person?
The ancients said that the only solution to hardships through the ages is death. Life in the Forest Prison inherently has flaws that are difficult to overcome, and the King of Hell even wants to be the emperor of the ages.
In the last battle between the Three Yangs and the Heavens in the past, his body was killed by the Heavenly Shepherd God with his sword, and the three cloud dragons were severely injured. If he had not had enough backhands, he might not have been able to survive. Under this premise, the King of Hell It is only natural that you will become more cherishing your life.
The heart of the King of Hell has long been trapped in a cage called power, and it will be difficult to escape forever. His past ambitions have also decayed with the passage of time. He wants to pursue eternal glory, and he can sacrifice everything for this goal.
So when the Seventeenth Doomsday came to his door, the Lord of Forest Prison decisively guaranteed his own safety with 50% of the people, and he could not die yet.
Correspondingly, Doomsday Seventeen will also give him some conveniences, hoping that the horse can run so that the horse has grass to eat and hope, so that he can be obedient and promote the Blood Dark Plan for him.
A modified volume of the Wheel of Entrance and Non-turning can solve the problem faced by the King of Hell to the greatest extent, so he once again sacrificed 10% of his people, which was 10% of the entire Black Sea Forest Prison, instead of the remaining 50%. 10% of the total, his determination can be seen through this move.
The King of Hell, who once cared for the people of Forest Prison, has fallen to this level, which is sad and even more deplorable.
There is great horror in life and death, and it is only because you have died that you will appreciate it more.
Even the King of Hell has his mind set on the power of Blood and Darkness. He cannot directly steal the power of Xueyang, let alone bear it, but he can learn from this concept and let the remaining people make sacrifices for him.
"As long as he still has the energy in his heart, he should mobilize the power of the Black Moon to fight you to the death. Anyway, he still has a backup plan, which is a pity."
Lin Chongyang put down the porcelain cup with disdain in his words. The King of Hell actually cherished his life very much back then, but now, he is even more miserable than before.
As for the King of Hell's research on the power of blood and darkness, not to mention his achievements, even he himself will become a part of Xueyang in the future. Whether it is Lin Chongyang or Doomsday Seventeen, they have no intention of letting him go from the beginning to the end.
However, before the final harvest, the value must be squeezed out.
"Isn't this what senior brother took a fancy to in him back then?"
The most cost-effective deal Doomsday Seventeen made with someone in his life was to exchange the order to enter the Hell of Impermanence in exchange for the spatial coordinates of the Black Sea Forest Prison, which led to today's results.
He admitted that the King of Hell was indeed quite scheming, but unfortunately, the lord of the Black Sea Forest Prison had equally obvious weaknesses, and it was not difficult to figure them out.
Lin Chongyang shook his head gently: "To be honest, I didn't expect him to become like this."
"Then I will treat it as a senior brother who didn't expect it."
At the same time as he spoke, Doomsday Seventeen refilled the cup for the person opposite.
"There are five crystal spirits in Forest Prison that are responsible for the five elements. In the future, when the King of Hell thinks that the plan will be successful, he should take action against them and absorb the power of the five crystal spirits to enhance his own body."
No matter how much Doomsday Seventeen knew about this matter, Lin Chongyang still reminded him, because the King of Hell was really eating people.
"I'll keep an eye on it."
"I'm not telling you to pay attention. As for being a helper, it's better to strike first. It depends on the situation."
"Um."
Theoretically, in addition to the ambitious Wood Crystal Spirit, the other four major Crystal Spirits can be roped in to help, but how to operate and how to choose depends on the ability of Doomsday Seventeen.
The two talked for a while, and then Lin Chongyang put the empty porcelain cup back on the table and excused himself: "I've been here for a long time, so it's time to go back."
"I'll give Senior Brother a ride."
"Ha, let's go out for a walk together."
I saw Doomsday Seventeen's body flashing with light, and in an instant he transformed back into the appearance of the playwright of Eternal Night, without any flaws.
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The small courtyard behind the mountain.
Seeing the figure entering the courtyard, Ji Wuxia, who was sitting at the table, put down his script and said jokingly: "I thought you went out again."
She hadn't seen anyone since the second day after she came back, and three months had passed since today. If she hadn't sensed something, she would have thought that this person in her family had gone out again without even saying hello.
"I went to Wanxiang Zhenzang to guide Ningyuan and the others for a while."
Lin Chongyang walked to the table and sat down. He glanced at the storybook in his wife's hand and breathed a sigh of relief.
Practicing swordsmanship and meditating all day long would be boring. In addition to drinking fine wine, it would be good to develop other hobbies. Don't let Yu Linling lead you astray and he will support you.
"I just saw your swordsman successor."
"how?"
Ji Wuxia closed the notebook and said, "In your words, he is a rare and good seedling."
"Ha." Lin Chongyang chuckled upon hearing this.
The beauty raised her eyebrows lightly: "Why are you laughing? I'm not complimenting you."
"But that is my husband's heir."
Chief Lin was quite satisfied with his direct disciples, including some other juniors.
"Cheng Lin, a closed-down kid, is not very qualified for his job."
Ji Wuxia stood up and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, with a hint of teasing in her words. She took a shot with her right hand, and heard a loud sound. The Tairuoshan sword standing in the courtyard came out of its sheath and fell into her hand. .
Then I heard an invitation from the beautiful lady: "I haven't heard you play the piano for a while. Counting the time, it will be more than ten years."
"He should come over later after he gets familiar with the environment."
Having said that, Lin Chongyang appeared in front of the piano table and sat down. He lit the agarwood in the Boshan stove and began to adjust the strings of Wanhe Pine Wind.
"It doesn't matter."
Ji Wuxia didn't care about this. She walked to the open space in the courtyard and raised her hand to hold a beautiful sword flower. The dark red sword body formed a sharp and strong contrast with her clothes.
The breeze blows in the surroundings, and the melodious music of the piano sounds at the same time. The troubles of the world recede like the tide in the music of the piano.
Only two figures, a sword and a harp could be seen between heaven and earth.
The sword moved with the sound of the string, causing the clothes to flow. Perhaps the two of them had not cooperated for a long time, so the figure looked a little stiff, but it was only an insignificant trace.
Turn around, jump up, lift the tip of the sword lightly, and the dance style becomes elegant and soft after a few moves. The flashing light is like the clear autumn water, rolling up the white petals falling from the treetops, setting off the dance. The beauty of the sword is outstanding.
Time passed slowly under the blade of the sword. When Xiao Wuren and Su Qingyue came to the courtyard together under the leadership of Ying Yunqian, what they saw was the harmonious sound of the piano and sword in the sunset.
Zheng!
The last note falls, the piano rests, and the sword stops.
Lin Chongyang looked at the three people outside the hospital: "What, do you still need me to invite you in?" (End of Chapter)
