When the Golden Finger Lands in the Hands of the Villain

He tilted his head, and he didn't want to talk to the empty brain like empty baby: "You just have to worry about it, and defile our pure father-son feeling!"

At the same time, the night shadow continent.

The beautiful purple moon hung in the sky, emitting a faint light.

Beautiful but extremely dangerous.

Inside a spacious and gorgeous dormitory.

"father!"

The man on the bed frowned, suddenly opened his eyes, and sat up.

A few strands of hair were wrapped around his forehead with some cold sweat, but it didn't damage his appearance, the ink brows were long and narrow, the lips were pale, a touch of vermilion was thick and shiny, and the long broken hair drooped. There was an extra touch of weakness in his entire body.

But the person sleeping next to him didn't think so.

The male pet sleeping next to him had a straight eyebrow, a deep blade-like silhouette, and looked extremely handsome, but the terror on his face completely destroyed it.

"Jun Shang?" The male pet shouted carefully.

The man turned his head suddenly, and reached out and held the pet's neck, "Noisy."

The male pet's eyes turned white and his face turned blue, so he was strangled alive.

Feeling that the people under him were breathless, the man withdrew his fair and slender hands, and when his eyes fell on the body of the man's pet, there were some rare tenderness.

There was a slight smile on his lips.

Very gentle helped the dead male pet to organize his clothes and kissed the lip of the corpse: "When he is still not talking, he is most like a father."

Unhappy with his own soul, he left the empty baby on his knees and blew outside, walked back to the bath room and continued to take his medicine bath.

Ok?

Why does it feel like something is shaking?

do not care.

It's important to take a bath.

Ok?

Seems to be shaking more and more ...

Kongwuying finally fixed his gaze on the chest, more precisely on the weird stone hanging on the chest.

"What are you shaking?"

The stone is a puppet again, and a systematic and daunting question came: "You, you, you, you ... who is it?"

Wuwu smiled: "You heard it just now, Ye Ying is a poor commoner who bites his soul."

His voice was very gentle, and the system was about to cry: "You lie!"

"I heard you just now. He called you Aying, and you have twelve godsons! You are the big devil who killed us, right?"

The soft smile gradually narrowed, and asked calmly, "What on earth do you want to say?"

system:"……"

System: "It's okay, you're busy."

Then he retired.

Retracted into a corner to fall into self-hate.

A voice who hated iron and steel said to him: "Fei Chuchu sees you as a big brother. This is the big devil who killed Chu. If you are a man, fight with him! Revenge for Chu!

Think of how miserable Chu Chu died.

Think about your relationship with Chuchu for hundreds of years.

Think about ...

The system covered his head: "Don't say it, I'm not a man!"

Kongwuying has no interest in the psychological activities of the system. After confirming that the system has no rebellious mind and no rebellious ability, he puts all his mind on eliminating impurities in the body.

That annoying soul will talk about it later.

tell you later.

Then there is no future.

Seven days later, the emptiness after removing the impurities looked like he was alone and in the deserted garden.

This dead baby, actually ran away again!

Close your eyes and search.

The status of the empty baby has changed to "Sorry, your soul is still empty, please raise it again."

go to hell.

The heart-broken emptiness released a little spider from his fingertips, and Kyoyo was fattened by him so much that he could almost walk.

The slender fingers gently stroked the empty body, and Wuwu smiled softly: "Don't learn your brother, do you have to obediently know?"

The chubby yoyo shivered and couldn't move his eight feet.

The days that followed were very dull.

After removing the impurities, Kongwuying set out to practice the demons **.

The demons ** are the exercises that only the nobles can practice at night shadows. They are divided into ten levels from top to bottom, and they are the same mysterious exercises as the imperial puppetry.

Different from the practice of imperial puppetry, which depends on the level and characteristics of the soul puppet, Tianmo ** mainly focuses on mastering his own ability. After practicing Tianmo **, no matter his own strength, speed, or physical fitness There are significant changes.

And it's not just an increase or decrease of attributes, but a more profound change derived from this.

For example, the ordinary power is one, then the power of the demon ** is one plus one touch of the wicked inner strength that enters the human body.

For example, the normal speed is one, and the speed of Tianmo ** is one plus limp.

Limping refers to the integration of nature, so that no trace can be found, and the duration corresponds to the level, like the first layer of the demon ** limp is one minute.

Physique is to improve physical fitness, non-invasiveness of a hundred poisons, invasion of cold and heat, fairness and delicateness.

Kongwuying hurry up, hurry up and practice, finally rush to the second level before the Shengdu competition, and also find other medicinal materials that you can upgrade in time through His Royal Highness Prince, and wait to get After the champion of the Shengdu competition, the furnace has been upgraded to Koyo.

On the other side of Danta, although His Royal Highness paid the bill for Kongwuying, they refused to admit that Kongwuying passed the second-class assessment.

However, Kongwuying finally got the Erpin Danshi badge, which was issued by the Danshi Guild.

When the Danshi Guild heard that Kongwuying was so fierce that he collapsed the tower, he didn't need to take an exam, and immediately sent someone to send the second Pindanshi badge to Kongwuying's hand. Strive to continue to collapse Dan Tower.

That attentive ...

East Palace of Mohe Kingdom.

Huo Ziying looked at the pile of paperwork in front of her and sighed long.

He had looked a lot better, but the rest was beyond sight.

No way, tomorrow is the Shengdu Genius Danshi Competition, because the prize for this championship is the master Wu Feizi's Mo Hui, which is richer than other sessions, so there is a steady stream of participating Danshi teachers, and there is so much to do Already.

But he didn't want to watch this at all.

He wants to go to Tianhong to have a class with his teacher.

Why did he take up the country's heavy responsibility so early?

It's not because he has a king dad who is obsessed with alchemy and doesn't want to go out.

Upset.

Huo Ziying reluctantly picked up the pen and was preparing to put two strokes on the paper.

Suddenly I heard the gasping cry of his **** eunuch: "His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness! Your Majesty, please go to the Chamber."

"The Chamber of Commerce?" Huo Ziying stunned, and said strangely, "What happened today? The father and the king have given up?"

The eunuch's face fluttered pale, explaining, "Daqing Empire and Daqing sent special envoys."

"Special envoy?" Huo Ziying raised an eyebrow. "Did Daqing usually not intervene in our internal affairs, why did he suddenly send a special envoy? Is it that I wrote poorly to the fifteenth prince last time? A little question. "

Eunuch: "... the last time they died was the Thirteen Princes."

Huo Ziying: "It's over. I write about the fifteen princes. Have they died?"

Eunuch: "... I don't think so."

Huo Ziying: "..."

He looked up, his face was difficult: "This is Xingshi's interrogation, it's over. I'm dead this time."

Eunuch: "... Your Highness, you're good to go."

Huo Ziying went to the Chamber with horror.

I saw his extremely honorable father, the king who does not go out all the year round, and the special envoy with a pale face and no need to be beside him.

The so-called special envoy was just an **** beside the Emperor Daqing.

But since being sent here, his identity is not just an eunuch, he symbolizes the supreme will of the emperor of the Daqing Empire.

Even if his father, who was not in front of his door, couldn't leave the door, he had to come out of the dormitory and warmly welcome him.

To Huo Ziying's surprise, the envoy did not hold him accountable for writing the wrong eulogy but instead told his father: "This time I came to ask the King of Momo to find someone for us."

The king raised an eyebrow: "Looking for someone?"

The special envoy signaled to his king to present a portrait to the king, and then said: "This time His Majesty sent eight special envoys to each of the eight countries to search for people. He specifically told him that this matter could not be made public, but he had to seek it secretly, and asked the king to keep it secret. "

Looking at the portrait, the corner of the king's mouth twitched terribly: "That's ... natural."

Then he handed the portrait to his son: "Ziying, leave this to you. Be sure to find someone for the envoy."

Huo Ziying looked a little disgusted at his father's face and was a little puzzled. What's so difficult about finding someone? Although it cannot be said, with their manpower and material resources, it is not easy to find someone.

These thoughts were before he saw the portrait.

When he saw the portrait, he finally couldn't help but praise: "Daqing's painter really deserves his name, but only a few strokes outline it."

A few strokes, isn't it just □□?

Oh my god!

On this piece of paper, he could not even see his personal image.

What kind of soul artist is this Daqing Empire?

The author has something to say: Everyone should be able to guess who the person painted by the soul artist is (not a baby.)