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"Yes, otherwise I would probably be in bad luck." Jiang Lu said with lingering fear.
He wasn't pretending to be like this. The situation just now was indeed a critical one.
If he hadn't dug through his backpack and found the clown mask at the bottom of the box, Jiang Lu would have almost forgotten that there was such a thing.
It can only be said that good people are rewarded, and people who often form good relationships will not have bad luck in the end.
[Ten Days of Hell] Although it is only a restricted A-level spiritual realm, its gold content is still rising!
Heavy Artillery didn't think as much as the Ghost Faced Fox. He just thought it was a good thing that Jiang Lu was safe, so he asked relaxedly and curiously: "But where did that hand go?"
Jiang Lu said without thinking, "I don't know about that."
"It shouldn't be fed back to other places, right?" Ghost Faced Fox said nervously: "For example, the real world or something."
"Ah, that's not possible." Jiang Lu quickly comforted the ghost-faced fox: "I can still be sure of this."
"Really, that's good." The ghost-faced fox nodded slowly, showing some apology: "Maybe I'm a little sensitive. I'm just worried that if this kind of existence affects reality, it may be worse than the arrival of the spiritual realm. , Now the place can no longer stand the trouble. "
"Don't worry, it won't happen." Jiang Lu expressed his understanding and confirmed again, and the ghost-faced fox finally felt relieved.
Heavy Artillery thought for a while: "But with such an existence, no matter where it is transferred, it will probably be a disaster. I hope there are no innocent people around the transferred target."
Jiang Lu's expression suddenly became a little unnatural.
I'm so sorry that the disease was transferred to a human... he thought silently.
He didn't know Lucifer well, and his vision hadn't returned to its previous level yet, so he couldn't tell what the level of that big hand was.
However, he estimated that Lucifer, as the Lord of Hell, should not be much worse after thinking about it. He should be able to withstand even a full blow from the Lord God.
Well...at least it should be okay if you are prepared.
Thinking of this, a picture suddenly appeared in Jiang Lu's mind: Lucifer, who was putting a light bulb in his mouth, suffered a sudden attack of transferred injuries. His throat was tightly strangled. In addition to the accident, the light bulb could not be taken out, and then because of The difference in air pressure between the inside and outside caused the light bulb to break in the trachea, and the scene ended with bleeding to death.
Well...if you are not prepared, it seems uncertain...
So Jiang Lu quietly made an oath——
If you unfortunately die, you can be regarded as dying for me. Then when I come back, I will take over your hell to prevent it from falling into the hands of the wrong people. This will be my repayment for your death.
Just when Jiang Lu was immersed in his own greatness and his noble character of repaying every drop of kindness, and was so moved that he couldn't extricate himself, he completely didn't notice that the ghost-faced fox had called him several times.
"Jiang Bao, Jiang Bao!"
It wasn't until Heavy Cannon shook his shoulder that Jiang Lu came back to his senses.
"Ah? What's wrong? Did you say something?"
Although he was helpless, the Ghost Faced Fox still repeated: "Let me tell you, have you noticed that there seems to be something wrong?"
"what?"
"The progress of the strategy does not match up." Ghost Faced Fox brought up the panel and said in confusion: "The progress of lifting the curse shows that it has not reached 100%, but aren't everyone in Ulster already down there?"
"Yes, although the prompt can be disengaged, the evaluation of such a strategy is probably just a passing level. Is there a problem in some link?" Heavy Artillery realized it belatedly.
"Hmm..." Jiang Lu thought for a moment, "Maybe there are still many villages or tribes whose curse has not been lifted yet?"
"Then what should we do?" Heavy Artillery asked with a headache: "Do we still have to travel to so many places? We are at war now. I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult to find all the people."
"That's not necessary. In fact, I just changed my mind."
Jiang Lu looked at Kangqi Erbo, who was thrown under the palace after being burned to death due to unexpected changes, and said after careful consideration:
"Thinking about it carefully, it feels like it's not okay for him to die too early. At least he has to stay alive until the curse is completely gone.
My idea is to keep him alive and keep him alive in his current state, so that both outsiders who have not yet been able to lift the curse and children who may still be cursed after birth can have a guarantee. "
"Well... this is indeed a wise approach. If we can establish a set of rules, it should be considered a complete strategy." Ghost-faced Fox nodded in approval, but for some reason, he always felt like something was a little strange.
It was the heavy artillery who spoke frankly: "Although it is a good thing, the process...how should I put it, his current appearance is a little too scary."
Looking at Conchieber's miserable, living dead appearance, even the heavy artillery felt scared.
At least in the countless firefights he has experienced, no one who has been blown up by a grenade may look more like a mosaic than Conchie Erb does now.
To this, Jiang Lu’s answer was: “Science requires sacrifice.”
After hearing their words, the Ghost Faced Fox realized that the disharmony he had been feeling just now was because he looked more like a villain?
But it doesn't matter, being able to conquer the spiritual realm is the way to go.
"So who are you going to hand over Conchieber in this state? In other words, who can take over the position of king?"
The ghost-faced fox asked again:
"I think we must make sure that this person will not have the heart to treat him as a blood bottle and save him, and give him a chance to turn over. We must also make sure that this person does not have too much hatred towards him, so as not to kill him directly."
"Cu Chulainn?" Jiang Lu asked the ghost-faced fox for his opinion.
But the ghost-faced fox shook his head without much thought: "No, he will never bear it, and what I'm more worried about is that if he finds out that his blood can also be used to lift the curse, he might not care about it. He could definitely do it by sacrificing himself on his behalf due to his past friendship with Conchie Erb.”
"It makes sense."
So Jiang Lu began to rethink the matter.
However, in the process of seriously considering how to arrange the ownership of Kang Qi Erbo, Jiang Lu gradually became irritable.
Because he doesn't know many people, and none of them are suitable, but finding someone trustworthy again is not necessarily easier than finding all the people who are still under the curse.
But just as Jiang Lu frowned and tried to figure out how to find a trustworthy man to be the new king, a bone-chilling sound like the biting wind blowing on Mount Everest suddenly appeared. in his mind.
This voice from the universe can only be described as deafening and thought-provoking, making Jiang Luru's ears temporarily clear as if he had heard heavenly music!
He had an epiphany.
"Damn! That makes sense!"
"What makes sense?" Both Ghost Faced Fox and Heavy Cannon looked at Jiang Lu, whose brows suddenly widened, in confusion.
"I forgot the beginning, the middle, and the end." Jiang Lu seriously copied the homework of Voice of the Universe and said, "But why do you assume that the king must be a man?"
"Ah?" The two looked at each other strangely: "We didn't say that..."
Jiang Lu, who had been extremely confident just now, his eyes trembled: "Ah what? So I am the only superficial person who assumes the gender of the king?!"
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Dectel's estate.
The maid, who was delayed in receiving information from the outside world, kept urging her to escape together.
"Master, please leave with me quickly. There are fires everywhere in the city. Although we are not in danger here yet, it will only be a matter of time before the fire reaches here."
Dectel, who was sitting on the recliner and looking out the window in a daze, just shook his head gently: "No, I won't leave. This may be a punishment from God. My only thought now has been destroyed by Conchie." If possible, I hope I can be freed from this punishment."
"But..."
The maid wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Dectel: "You can go alone. You can take away my jewelry and my treasures. They have no meaning to me anymore, but they can I have helped you a lot, just think of it as a reward for your hard work over the years.”
"No." The maid heard this and shook her head firmly: "I absolutely won't..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted again by scoring twice.
But this time, it was not the disheartened Dektel who interrupted her, but Jiang Lu.
Jiang Lu pushed open the door with ease and asked Dektel excitedly:
"Adai, do you want the throne or not?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Dectel turned his head blankly, and saw the only thought in his words just appeared before his eyes.
Her vision suddenly blurred, and her eyes were still hot, as if something was about to come out.
Ignoring what Jiang Lu said as soon as he entered the door, Dectel murmured foolishly:
"you are still alive?"
She originally thought that Jiang Lu would die on the battlefield, because she knew best that no one could disobey what Conchi Erb decided.
Therefore, her first reaction was, could Jiang Lu secretly become a deserter?
When you come back from absconding this time, are you going to take advantage of the chaos and elope with yourself?
She thought so and asked.
So Jiang Lu shook his head: "I'm not a deserter, and I don't want to elope with you. I just want to ask you if you want the throne."
"Throne?" Dektel obviously couldn't understand what Jiang Lu meant.
Perhaps thinking that the fear brought by Conchie Erb made the poor boy lose his mind and go crazy, she stood up and hugged Jiang Lu sadly: "Okay, okay, if this will make you feel at ease, then I Just listen to you."
Jiang Lu received a positive reply and immediately felt relieved: "That's great, I'll feel relieved if I leave it to you."
Although the maid had known about the relationship between the two for a long time, she was still a little frightened when she saw Dektel's bold behavior, and hurriedly reminded: "Master...please pay attention to your behavior."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Dectel said softly: "The punishment from heaven will spread soon, and it doesn't matter now."
"What kind of punishment?" Jiang Lu blinked.
"That's it..." The maid was about to explain, but was interrupted again.
But this time, it was a new voice that interrupted her.
It was a whimper of pain.
Following the sound, the maid found a man who was burned beyond recognition and unconscious at the door.
The terrifying appearance made the maid who had never seen such a scene be so frightened that she almost fainted.
Fortunately, Jiang Lu helped her in time.
He slapped his forehead: "Look at my memory. I was so busy talking to A'dai that I actually forgot about him."
"He is..." Dektel, who followed out, frowned and hid behind Jiang Lu. For some reason, this guy who could no longer be seen in human form gave her an inexplicable feeling of disgust.
Jiang Lu hesitated for a moment, worried that if she told Dectel all the truth at once, she wouldn't be able to bear it.
After much thought, he decided to speak as concisely as possible and omit some details to avoid causing the other party pain.
So he asked the maid to avoid it, then leaned close to Dectel's ear and whispered:
"This is Conchie Erb, he's having a baby with you for another man, he's a keto."
Hearing this, Dectel was stunned, and before his mind could react, he rolled his eyes.
Jiang Lu held up the fallen Dectel, feeling a bit disappointed: "Damn it, even if I'm being so tactful, it still doesn't work?"