Chapter 1086: The leader of the evil cult is a vampire?
Shi Li was frightened by her own imagination and was slow to react. It took her a long time to realize that Xuan Mo meant that the doll was made of pig skin. He had clearly hinted at that just now...
Looking at Xuan Mo's slightly curved mouth corners, Shi Li knew that she had been deceived, and her breath was stuck in her throat.
It was just a joke, she couldn't show too much anger, otherwise it would seem like she was a petty person. Wait, don't let her get the chance!
With the help of the pigskin doll in learning, and the cooperation of the twelve death warriors in practicing body movements, Shi Li seemed to have some talent. After practicing for several days, he finally succeeded in touching a corner of the other person's clothes while the death warriors were letting him go without leaving any trace.
She was so happy that she couldn't sleep for half the night. She tossed and turned in bed, her head full of beautiful visions of traveling the world and killing everyone.
[Host, please wake up. You are not suitable to be a female knight. You are too lazy~]
[The above is correct and to the point! ]
[I am willing to give the anchor a night-light pearl to help him realize his dream hahaha~]
While Shi Li was chattering along with the barrage of comments, the Twelve Death Warriors felt that their recent lives were worse than death.
They were also trained by the old leader with all his efforts. They thought that the new leader would lead them to conquer the world and make the Underworld Cult bigger and stronger.
The result was contrary to expectations. Not only did the new leader stay indoors, he also enslaved them every day to play house with a young girl.
After dawn, one of the assassins could no longer suppress his anger and resolutely found Xuan Mo.
He knelt on one knee in front of Xuan Mo and silently took off the mask on his face, revealing his ordinary but pale face. He said angrily, "Master, please grant me death!"
The words asking for death are full of righteousness, just like the determination of ancient censors to give advice to the monarch even if it meant banging their heads against the pillar.
"Isn't it good to be alive? Why do you have to die?"
Hearing the voice, Xuan Mo turned his head to look at him. His handsome face was as calm as a lake, without any emotion, as if he was not at all surprised by his arrival.
"Master, we will devote our lives to the Dark Cult until our death. We are definitely not the guards who play house with little girls!" The assassin spoke righteously, stiffening his neck, and looked stubborn, saying that he would tell the truth even if you beat me to death.
The twelve dead warriors were orphans picked up by the old leader. They were not as talented as Xuanmo. They were brainwashed by the old leader since they were young. Their heads were full of how to help the Dark Cult grow bigger and stronger and become a feared existence in the world. So in their eyes, Xuanmo was not enterprising and failed the old leader's will.
The palace was eerily quiet. Xuan Mo did not speak for a long time, as if he was seriously thinking about the words of the assassin. The assassin also felt that he had listened to him, so he knelt straighter and raised his head higher.
After an unknown amount of time, he heard a light laugh from above his head.
Xuan Mo stood up and walked over, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, shocking him so much that his whole body froze.
Before he could react, he heard Xuan Mo ask, "Do you think it was easier to follow the old leader in the past, or is it easier now?"
The assassins were a little confused.
Ever since he could remember, he had been brainwashed. He had never thought about having an easy life. His head was full of what the old leader had said before, asking them to devote themselves to the Dark Cult and wholeheartedly assist the new leader to develop the Dark Cult into the best in the world...
"What's so good about being the best in the world?"
Xuan Mo seemed to have read his mind and asked softly, "Isn't it better to live in the sunshine, have enough food and clothes every day, and drink and chat with a few close friends than to live in the darkness and lick blood every day?"
The assassin was completely stunned and left the palace in a daze, feeling as if he had just experienced a storm.
No one had ever told him that a dead warrior could also live that kind of life. Subconsciously thinking back on that period of time, except for the fact that he felt a little depressed practicing martial arts with Shi Li, it seemed that he had been living a really good life.
Given a choice, who would want to deal with swords every day and lose their life if they are not careful?
There was no choice before, but now Xuanmo seems to want to lead them to play badly together.
The scary thing is that he really thinks what the new leader said is right, and that living like this is pretty good.
Even though Xuanmo is only in his twenties, his brainwashing ability is better than the old leader. He also used subtle means to change the minds of the assassins without bloodshed.
After the assassins left, Shi Li walked out from behind an inconspicuous screen with a look of grief and anger on her face, and looked at Xuan Mo as if he was looking at a heartless man.
"So you have been using me all along." She wondered why Xuan Mo was so generous and let the noble warriors cooperate with her to practice body skills. It turned out to be killing two birds with one stone, using such a childish method to undermine the warriors' will.
"Isn't this good? You practice your body skills, and they find the value of their existence, so they don't have to think about this and that all day long."
Xuan Mo had always known that she was behind the screen, and he had never thought of avoiding her when talking to the assassins. Even though he had experienced hell on earth, his state of mind remained indifferent, and he had never thought of inflicting suffering on others.
Of course, this does not mean that he has forgotten the hatred for the murder of his father and mother.
Love and hate must be clearly distinguished, revenge must be taken, and innocent people must be helped.
Of course, Shi Li was not really angry with him. She leaned against the screen and looked at Xuan Mo with her eyes open.
I just feel that I can’t understand this young man anymore.