I don’t know why, but the face of this ghost cultivator seems a bit familiar. But the Rogue King is sure that he has never seen this face before. Maybe they are all dead, or when did he use the body of this ghost?

Watching the ghostly spirit rising in the tomb, the power of the divine presence on the mutilated corpse was being plundered crazily.

Anger arises from the hearts of others, and evil arises from the courage of others.

Dare to steal his goods!

He just studied in the Central Heavenly Prison for a period of time, but the world no longer remembers his bad reputation as a prisoner king. How unreasonable!

With a thought in his mind, he rolled himself into the grass.

Then the three souls shifted their positions, controlled the corpse in the tomb next to it, and suddenly burst out of the coffin, smashing through the loess. The corpse, which was mostly white bones, with rotten flesh and maggots hidden in it, flew through the air and shouted in a deep voice: "Who dares?

Trespassing into our Imperial Mausoleum of Ji Kingdom? Do you not know how to die?!"

He even muttered something: "The great scenery is true, accept my holy prayers, come to my treasure tomb, and protect my rivers and mountains!"

The ghost above the tomb was frightened and disappeared without saying a word.

What is a guilty conscience!

It's really hard to make a big deal out of petty theft.

The Wanguan King sneered, flew forward, and raised his hand to summon the remains of the divine being out of the tomb - well, the remnants of the divine being had not been swallowed too much and could still be used.

As a frequent visitor to the cemetery and a cemetery gourmet, he easily restored the tomb to its original state, replaced the corpse of God with the corpse he was currently controlling, and laid it in the coffin, erasing all traces.

Then, in the body of a scholar, he carried the newly unearthed remains of God on his back and escaped into the long night.

In such a large country, Ji, there are no other valuable corpses except the mutilated corpse of Shen Lin who died not long ago. And because it is located in the middle region and very close to Jingguo, it is inconvenient to make too much noise.

Therefore, King Wuguan left the imperial mausoleum and fled abroad, without any attachment to this place.

It's already dawn.

He carried the body on his back and walked alone in the mountains and forests, dealing with the corpse odor that was blown by the wind while considering his next move.

The blood coffin must be rebuilt, but the materials are a big problem. The previous blood sea coffin took a full ten years to build... Is there any way to make money quickly?

boom!

While thinking about it, the Rogue King suddenly jumped back several feet, and a deep pit filled with gray mist appeared in front of him!

In the deep pit, the mist was thick and condensed into a shape.

An elegant voice rang out: "Let me tell you, how can a mere Ji country still be so aggressive in Jing country? Haha...it turns out that the oriole is behind!"

Following the voice, a figure wearing a long gown stopped in front of him.

The Rogue King narrowed his eyes and stared at the person in front of him - no, this ghost in front of him.

It’s no different from what the ghost mirror from all directions showed last night.

If we must insist on telling the difference, this person today has no ghost spirit at all.

Compared with last night's powerful scene where the ghostly energy covered the moon, now it is silent under the sun and walking leisurely in the mountains and forests, only then can one see its extraordinary heritage.

As people of the night, ghosts' fear of the sun is almost an instinct based on the level of life. No matter how powerful the ghost cultivator is, walking under the scorching sun, he still needs to be somewhat shielded.

As the saying goes, "Ghosts and gods share the same journey." Generally speaking, gods at the Yang God level can shine as brightly as the scorching sun. Only gods at the True God level will protect themselves at all times.

Ghosts usually practice Shintoism, and the most important step in changing their nature is to turn false gods into true gods.

The ghost cultivator in front of me has definitely not reached the level of a true god. But under the scorching sun, he shows a kind of self-ease. It is as if... he is a person, not a ghost.

He is so righteous and awe-inspiring...

What an awe-inspiring thing!

How can any true gentleman rob tombs, take out corpses, and plunder the dead?

The King of Rogue Officials calmly supported the body behind him and sneered: "There is no way to do anything in hell. If you don't want to die, just get out of here!"

The ghost cultivator looked at him: "I heard that Hell's No Gate is a killer organization, but I have never heard of tomb robbing business."

This damn thing is not easy to fool...

The Wanguan King thought deeply and pressed the seal with his backhand. He did not care about the perfect strength to take over the ceremony, and completed the replacement of the physical body in this process.

At this moment, he used the corpse of Shen Lin as his original body, held the scholar's body as a spare, and held it in his hand. He smiled coldly: "Perhaps you have heard of the King of Risen Officials?"

While sneering, he removed the arm from the scholar's body, put it on his body, and replaced it with his heart.

The ghost cultivator watched all this happening silently, and then said: "I have admired your name for a long time, but this is the first time I have met him."

If it weren't for the incompetence of this crippled body, the Rogue King would have demolished the dead ghost on the other side. But at this moment, he just said: "It's good to hear it. I'm about to meet with our boss - do you have anything else to do?"

Although the boss is a ruthless bastard, his reputation can still be used.

After all, it has come true, and it is amazing to have come true.

As expected, the ghost cultivator acted more cautiously and cupped his hand: "There is nothing else to do. As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. I am Lin Guangming, and I want to get to know you."

The Rogue King grinned and said in an unpleasant voice: "A ghost cultivator is called 'Guangming'?"

Lin Guangming said solemnly: "Being in the abyss, my heart is facing the light!"

Of course he is Lin Zhengren, a righteous man from Dazhuang and a gentleman.

In that true-killing battle that overturned Zhuang's court, he, as Zhuang's most arrogant man, bravely stood up to support Du Yehu and Li Jianqiu's righteous uprising, exposing the true faces of Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui's monarchs and ministers, and finally

It is a pity that he died outside Maple Forest City and was blasted into a charred corpse, which is really memorable.

Since then, he has lost his human body, cultivated his ghost body, and of course changed his appearance.

His appearance now is extremely upright, more refined and righteous than before.

After experiencing the changes in the Zhuang Kingdom and seeing the rise of his old friends, he realized more and more the truth - it is still easy to walk the Yangguan Road in this world. He wants to be a model of justice, and he also needs to use his fame to build an indestructible golden body and win the support of the world.

Of course, these things are not easy. He first changed his face to one that looked more righteous.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, pure nature.

"Okay, very good." The Rogue King became interested: "It seems that you are also a person with stories."

"Heroes don't ask where they come from, and there is no need to mention the past." Lin Guangming said with a hint of sadness, "Even if I am betrayed by the world, I still write my heart in my handwriting."

I have been deceived a lot, but I still choose to believe. I have tasted a lot of pain, but I still love the world.

What a Lin Guangming!

King Wu admired this kind of people very much: "I like people who are bright-minded the most. I often say one thing - no matter what you become or what environment you are in, you should never forget where you came from.

.Do not forget the early heart!"

The veteran of Hell’s Gate finally found a soulmate in life: “Perhaps you have also heard that Hell’s Gate has a rule, which is that killers do not kill indiscriminately, and we will never harm innocent people outside of our mission. This rule

The rules were put forward by King Bian Cheng and I. Although I was born in an unfortunate background and had no other way out than to join a killer organization and make a living on the edge of a knife. But I am different from those unprincipled killers - you see, I

If I need a corpse, I would rather rob a tomb than kill someone. I am also in the abyss, and my heart is towards the light. We are of the same mind."

Lin Guangming was in awe: "For being able to persevere in an organization as vicious as Hell's Gateless, Brother Guan is truly a role model for us - I am not alone in my path!"

The Rogue King looked at Lin Guangming calmly.

This ghost cultivator is quite powerful. As ghosts bathe in the light of the sky, their future is boundless.

I don’t know if my [Corpse Borrowing] magical power can borrow ghost corpses...

"A man is born between heaven and earth. Money is easy to come by, but a confidant is hard to find! Does Brother Guangming have an organization now?" The Rogue King changed his tone with enthusiasm: "What do you think of Hell's No Way? If you want to join,

I can be your introducer. Although the industry is currently in a downturn and competition is fierce, I can make the decision and protect you as a Yama!"

Lin Zhengren believed in him.

When Jiang Wang killed Zhen, he paid a lot of money to hire Yama, who has no way to hell, to assassinate the leader of the Zhuang Kingdom.

Since Jiang Wang has a connection with Hell Wumen, he will not send a sheep into a tiger's mouth.

If given the chance, he wouldn't mind letting Jiang Wang feel the pain.

But Jiang Wang has become Mr. Jiang Ge...

He won't take any risks.

Let's all be on separate sides and be well.

He chose to bless silently from a distance!

"Of course it's good to have no door to Hell. It's Lin's wish to be able to contact and learn from talents like Brother Wu Guan." Lin Guangming sighed: "But Lin is loose by nature and can't stand restraint. He has no idea of ​​joining any organization. He just wants to

I can live up to the kindness of my brother, the official!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The Rogue King waved his hands, his attitude was very gentle, and he did not give up easily: "I don't like to force others to make things difficult for me. Speaking of which, our organization is also free to come and go. Those who want to take on tasks can take them on.

If you don’t want to take on the task, you won’t see anyone all year round, and the job will be very easy…”

"I'll tell you the truth, I'm a very straightforward person, and I can't tolerate evil in my eyes. I'm afraid I won't be able to get along with evil people like King Qin Guang and King Bian Cheng. I don't want to kill people for money... I won't join the organization.

Lin Guangming said sincerely: "But Brother Wu Guan, I admire you very much. You and I hit it off right away, why don't we become brothers?"

"Okay!" The gangster king hit it off with him. It was natural for him to collect the corpses of his colleagues, but it was natural for him to collect the corpses of his brothers: "That's what I wanted to do!"

Lin Guangming raised his hands to the sky: "I am a person who attaches great importance to oaths, and sworn friendship is a very serious matter to me. Brother Wu Guan, from now on, I treat you as my brother!"
To be continued...