"Okay! It's true that my brother is extremely courageous. But for me, I'm too worried about it. Men should do this. If you use one sword to fight, why don't you be afraid of it? Do it!" He cried happily and applauded, and first raised his glass to drink.

This farewell wine lasted half a day before it ended. The crying was not a drag. After drinking, the person had already left without looking back. He walked away without looking back. He put on his body in a robe, and in the blink of an eye it disappeared in the still-continuous storm.

Hong Mei leaned against the window and drank the wine in her glass. Her figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

After leaving Yueming Tower, I cried straight towards the closest to Xinming District and headed towards the frozen continent. After walking like this for most of the day, it became darker and the crowds of people coming and going became scarce. I cried suddenly turned into the residential area, using my full strength to use my body skills, and walked through the streets and alleys. I wandered for a while, but then I walked from another path to another residential area, and finally I ran into a very ordinary small house.

Hongmei was about to follow in and explore, but suddenly stopped her momentum, contracted her hair all over her body, closed her eyes, and left her face. In another alley, two women in robes walked out of the whole body. The two women looked at the cautious actions around them without any observation, and as if no one was around, they naturally penetrated into the house that they had entered a moment ago.

Hongmei waited for a while, but she didn't dare to get too close. Although Chidi's perception ability was outstanding, how could it be compared with Hongmei? But the two women who came later were different. It was already a lucky chance to escape the perception capture of the two. If they were approaching, they would definitely be discovered.

After a while, there was still no one in and out again, and Hongmei finally quietly evacuated.

This is a small house, with two or three small houses behind the main hall. After Youyou and the corpse entered, they were led by a female exile into the small house at the end of the inner room. The bed collapsed and the quilt was moved away. If you observe carefully, you can see the strangeness of the stone bricks on the ground that is not easy to detect.

It was the agency. After the female rented house was touched, the ground sank and then moved to the side, revealing a narrow staircase deep into the ground. The underground was obviously a special area for the agency to be isolated, and the facts proved the earlier speculation of Youyou and the Corpse King.

The Corpse King took off his robe, stepped on his feet without hesitation, and walked down the deep stairway downwards. Youyou did not hesitate, and still put on the robe, followed closely behind the Corpse King, and walked deeper into the ground.

The step passage is made of hard and willful thick metal. The metal walls are extremely thick. If you use ordinary means to detect it, you will definitely not be able to detect such mystery hidden under the floor. Underground buildings of this scale cannot be started in large quantities to avoid attracting attention. The time and time alone are already surprising.

The passage that was transmitted with dark green hazy light finally saw the end, and three passages were suddenly in sight. Under the guidance of the female exile, the two turned several times and finally passed through a separate passage wall entrance and entered a circular room.

There were only two people in the hall, one man and one woman. The man sat and the woman sat, but the woman sat on the man's lap and was naked. Seeing the three people walking in, the naked woman was not in a hurry to cover her body, so she calmly followed the female exile who led the way and walked out of the door of the circular hall.

The man looked solemn and stood up and said, "I am just crying. I am entrusted to the seven sins and wait here. I have heard that the Death God's Corpse King has incredible copying ability. If I want to copy many me, how do I need to cooperate?"

The Corpse King looked at the man in front of him with a cold eyes and said for a long time, "No, Seven Sins are very sensible. Youyou, do you know who this person is? I know that you were in lawless things in the Continent of the God of War and the Destruction King in the past. He was the mysterious murder badge owner of the Seven Sins Legion at that time."

"oh."

He spoke in a crying tone with a self-deprecating voice, "The Seven Sins Call me the King of Killing, but I, a King of Killing, have never been able to kill the King of Destruction. Now I have to be forced to use this method to successfully kill the person I want to kill. This is a great irony to this title!"

The Corpse King sat lightly, his hands overlapped, raised his face slightly and said, "I am not interested in these things between you. You are a good object of copying the body. You have made a lot of names in exiles over the years with strength. If you want to copy three you, you can only use 50% of your strength within three months. If you want to copy five you, you will not be able to deal with anyone within three months. If you want to copy eight you, your own energy and spiritual consciousness will be permanently damaged by 20%.

He asked in a crying tone, "Can you have more?"

The Corpse King sneered and said, "If there is one more, your result will be that your consciousness and energy cultivation will be wiped out."

He thought for a while and made a decision, "Then there are eight. I heard from the Seven Sins that this time, you will personally deal with the True God of Destruction, and choose the Destruction King's Territory as the base for emitting seeds of turmoil. If you were in charge and these clones could not destroy the Destruction King, there would probably be no more chance of success than this."

The Corpse King nodded slightly and said coldly, "Since that's the case, there's no need to waste time, let's start now."

After Hong Mei rushed back to Yueming Tower, she told the story in detail.

Yi Yu thought, "The Corpse King will not be interested in dealing with the Destruction King for the Seven Sins." Hong Mei nodded and said, "No. Unless by the way, the Corpse King must come for the Four Gods Legion. If she wants to attack the Destruction Continent with all her strength, she will definitely spend many years to ambush a group of replicas with high intelligence."

"Destroying the king's territory is the best choice. If you get the cover and help of the seven sins who have been lurking for many years, it will be very difficult for the King to detect strange things. As for the crying land, it is very likely that this trip is returned to serve as the object of copying."

Yiyu frowned slightly when he heard this. If several crying appeared, it would definitely not be a fun and interesting thing.

Seeing this, Hongmei quickly added, "But it is absolutely impossible to be a 99% form replica. Such a replica has too much impact on the energy consumption of the Corpse King himself, and it takes a very long time. It should be a replica that is formed in January and has 90% of the power and wisdom of the body."

"What's the use?" Yi Yu asked in confusion.

"To describe it as a metaphor for the stories recorded by the exiles, like a virus, with these replicas, they will continue to create more replicas around them like viruses. Although the ability between them and the replicas is lower than that of themselves, the number can increase in power in a short time. It will become a terrible legion, a terrible legion that can turn the corpses of the enemy killed in battle into a base-level replica."

Hongmei explained patiently, Yiyu pondered for a moment, then smiled relievedly and said, "That means, it will take at least several years to really launch it? Before that, these replicas will try to hide the strangeness of being noticed. What does that matter to us? Since their goal is not us, we will live our own lives."

"But the Destruction King is probably impossible to detect it, and even if it is noticed, it is impossible to deal with such a large number of enemies. If the Corpse King takes action personally, I'm afraid..."

Yiyu laughed and said, "They will be killed all of them! Without them, there will be less disasters. Do you think we should fight for a group of disasters and seek the corpse king's death? Or should we inform them of the corpse king's risk of being crazily retaliated against them?"

Hong Mei frowned slightly and said, "...it shouldn't be."

"Of course not! Nothing to do with us. Since this place has become a place of right and wrong, it is inevitable that it will be in big trouble every day. Ask Qianxue to visit Silver Saint or Killing City to see if there is a suitable and good location, and we will transfer our positions later."

Yi Yu lay lazily on the wide chair stool, his tone as natural, his expression relaxed, and he was not joking at all. Hong Mei couldn't react for a moment and blurted out, "Transfer the position?"

"Didn't you say you want to open a bookstore?"

Hong Meiran was dull, then a sweet smile appeared on her face, nodded happily, and stood up and left.

It was eight months later that Youyou and the Corpse King left the underground metal circular hall. When the two left, they still fell asleep in tears. A large amount of energy and spiritual consciousness cultivation suffered inevitable damage, as if they were forced to be abandoned by a stronger master, and they were mentally and physically painful.

The Corpse King is in a very good mood. It is really difficult to feel bad after completing such a long-term and boring work. Especially for this masterpiece that is good at, a masterpiece made by special abilities that only the Corpse King possesses. Every time, there will be a special sense of accomplishment and pride.

"Despicable." After staying away from the house, Youyou blurted out in a cold tone.

The Corpse King said disapprovingly, "Ants can only face this fate. Yes, if I spend more than a month to care about him while extracting his energy and spiritual consciousness fluctuations, his cultivation will not suffer permanent trauma at all. Not to mention a month, I will not waste a minute for this ant itself."

The silent movement forward seemed to be silent, as if he had no interest in answering the corpse king.

The corpse king was unwilling to stop, and stopped and pulled Youyou, and said coldly, "The ant can only be like this. Look at the female exile, her qualifications and bones are obviously poor. If it were not for Superman's diligence and hard work, she would never achieve anything. So she knew how humble and painful the work at hand was, but she still had to do it.

Look, he let others scold a product, but he still laughed. He was like crying. He knew that if I care about it, I could not make any loss of my cultivation, but he did not dare to ask, nor did he dare to ask, nor did he dare! If he was as powerful as me, or strong enough to kill the Destruction King with his own strength, why should he do this?"

"I'm talking nonsense. If you don't eat, I have to eat." Youyou responded impatiently, and the Corpse King chuckled and said, "Then go to have a meal. That Yueming Tower is quite large, so go there."
Chapter completed!