The Strongest Sect of All Times

Obviously.

Although Jun Changxiao dissected the Demon Ancestor, he also happened to save him.

The so-called soul punishment is actually to detonate the time bomb embedded in the skull after going through all kinds of hell torture, so that the soul is scattered.

At that time, the Law Enforcement Hall imposed sanctions on the Demon Ancestor, and various tortures were carried out one by one. The other party happened to be in a state of mental and mental paralysis, and did not feel any pain at all.

later.

The bomb was about to explode and came to announce his death sentence, but Jun Changxiao promptly removed it.

In other words.

The demon ancestor who was supposed to experience pain and torment, but with the help of the dog left, successfully resolved the danger, without even realizing the pain, it was like a real craniotomy without knowing it.

Is he miserable?

No, he is lucky.

Fortunately, at the gloomiest moment of life, I met Jun who had abused him thousands of times and still laughed like first love.

It's strange to say that there was a bomb in his head, and the Demon Ancestor himself didn't notice it.

If the old man Tai Xuan had not had his skull, the big guy would not have thought that there would be something the size of a fingernail hidden in his head with extremely small space.

"Vicious."

Jun Changxiao commented: "Very thoughtful."

"..."

Looking at the bomb device taken out of his mind, the Mozu fell into silence.

There are some things that don’t need to be explained too much.

That's right.

Was saved by him.

Saved by a guy who took away his physique, subordinates, and body.

The seeds that represent complex emotions are planted in the heart, and are slowly growing, and one day they will germinate.

"The bomb was taken down."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "You are free."

"..."

"Buddha says that saving one's life is better than building a seventh-level Buddha. You don't need to be grateful to me.

"..."

Mozu almost roared.

Labor and capital were so miserable by you, so thankful for saving me once?

miss you!fart!eat!

...

Mozu spent half a month in the ward of the medical hall.

After the injury gradually healed, he had to admit that after removing the bomb in his head, he was more energetic than before.

Even the feeling of depression that has always existed has completely disappeared.

The method for the astral world to control the corpse is to put a bomb in the head, not only to control the body, but also to control their thinking.

As long as it is torn down, it is really free.

"Humph!"

The demon ancestor clenched his fists, swearing repeatedly in his heart: "My ancestor will not be grateful to that guy!"

I am in a good mood, and the hatred cannot be forgotten.

He worked hard to cultivate resentment almost every day.

However, Jun Changxiao treated the villain who was once an enemy, and provided the best medical facilities and top-notch hospital meals as possible, so that he could fully feel what is called warm love.

Mozu is not human.

But they are also creatures in the upper universe, with many human characteristics, so they come and go, and the anger in their hearts slowly fades.

"Do not!"

The Demon Ancestor roared in his heart: "I haven't forgotten, I'm trying my best, I'm keeping a low profile!"

"Hackle, harp."

In the canteen, wearing a hospital gown, he gently lowered the bowl, then squinted his eyes and said, "One more bowl!"

Yihei brought fried rice again, then returned to the back kitchen, and asked rather unhappy: "When will this guy eat and drink for free?"

"Sovereign said."

The busy Liu Wanshi said: "Eat until he can figure it out."

"Ok."

A gangster: "We have to wait a long time."

The next day.

The Mozu came to the cafeteria on time again.

Just sitting down here, Jun Chang smiled in front of him and said with a smile: "His face is rosy and shiny, and his injury is well recovered."

"..."

The Mozu became vigilant.

He still has self-knowledge and never thinks that the other party will let him eat for nothing. The more selfless the caring, the more hidden routines.

Jun Chang smiled and ordered a spicy fish head and sat next to him.

While waiting for the dishes to be served, the fingers always tap the tabletop regularly.

"clatter."

"Da da."

"Da da da……"

The atmosphere was slightly depressed, and the Demon Ancestor was more cautious. He didn't even dare to eat any food. In the end, he couldn't help but collapsed and said, "What the hell do you want to do!"

Jun Changxiao stopped beating on the desktop, his face was extremely solemn and said, "Do you want to do a big thing?"

"I don't want to!"

The Mozu answered decisively.

This guy must be doing me tricks, he must stick to his heart, and can't be confused by his expressions and words!

"Are you sure?"

"Exactly..."

Seeing the dog's extraordinarily serious expression, the Demon ancestor was shaken.

"According to the inquiries during this period of time." Jun Chang smiled and said: "The number of corpses in the astral world is basically the same as that of warriors, and may even be slightly higher."

The devil is silent.

indeed.

There are many corpses in the astral world.

Although they have no status and dignity, they have spread all over the plane.

"Regardless of the human race or other creatures, they should enjoy fair rights since their birth. If they are oppressed or exploited, they should stand up and resist unyieldingly!" Jun Chang laughed.

"You want me to oppose the astral world?"

"Not bad."

"..."

Mozu rolled his eyes.

Although the existing bombs were dismantled and the free body was restored, it was definitely a brain disease to resist the top high planes.

As the big boss of the Mowang tribe, he also has ambitions.

It's just that, having lived in the astral world for more than ten years, the more you understand the order and strength of this plane, the less you have any illusions of resistance.

The right to fairness is only in the hands of a small number of people.

Even if he was free now, he still couldn't get rid of his status as a corpse. In the hierarchical astral world, he was destined to exist on the edge.

From layout to resurrection.

What the Demon Ancestor did may not weaken the Heaven Demon Emperor.

However, after many years of living at the bottom and being treated as a slave for many years, he has gradually smoothed the corners of his heart.

Try to live.

It is the only idea of ​​the Mozu at present.

That's why Wanguzong was friendly to him, so he would brazenly eat and drink. Before that, even if he died, he would never eat that bite of rice when he jumped down from the mountain.

"You may think this is a story from the fantasy world." Jun Chang smiled.

The Demon Ancestor said: "This is the Arabian Nights."

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao buckled the white rice upside down on the dinner table, and then divided it into two halves with a knife, pushing half to the left and half to the right, saying: "The Astral Realm is like this bowl of white rice, the left represents the nobles, the right Represents the corpse."

After all, spread the rice on the right.

"The corpse has no freedom and rights, and can only be scattered around to make cattle and horses." Jun Chang laughed, then kneaded the rice together: "If someone gathers this power, wouldn't it be enough to compete against the nobles?"

"..."

The Mozu fell silent.

He is not a fool, he already understands the dog's intention.

only.

The Demon Ancestor shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The corpse is controlled by the astral world, and it is destined to be fish on the chopping board."

"What if someone can help them get rid of control?" Jun Chang laughed meaningfully.

The Mozu was stunned.

Suddenly understood again!

If this person can help himself to dismantle the bomb, he can also help other corpses. Without any restrictions, will everyone still be a bull and a horse, and take hard work?

"Brother."

Jun Changxiao stood up, looked out the window with his back hand, and said, "Prince general, would you rather have a kind?"