The Lord Of The Underworld - Chapter 120

“Damn! Damn Yuan Wang! You damn!”

After being in a coma for a few days, Wen Yue dragged her tired body and finally woke up. When she woke up, she did not ask the maid to do anything, nor did she immediately want to explore the movements of other concubines during these days when she was in a coma.

She was only angry, and the fire in her chest seemed to be enough to burn her own body.

“Yuan, Wang!” Wen Yue tried his best to forbearance before regaining his memory. Even if there was a terrible anger, he would try to suppress the volatilization of his emotions and prevent anyone from having a chance to catch his feet.

But as soon as she woke up, she closed the door and smashed everything in the house regardless.

Wen Yue’s favorite blue and white porcelain vase shattered with a crash. She split the unclear glass mirror with sharp nails. The pieces of the mirror shattered but they persisted in sticking together, revealing that Wen Yue was so terrible and gloomy as the devil at this time. face.

A few of her carefully maintained nails were broken directly, and the blood slid down the mirror. But the pain of the five fingers connected to the heart did not make Wen Yue a trace of movement, only let her anger reach the top.

“The system, please get out of me and tell me why this happened! Why didn’t you tell me anything and brought me into this world, and even the memory would be sealed for me!!”

Wen Yue finally remembered all her memories. As she thought she was a liar, Mr. Xiang Shiluo said, she is indeed not a person in this small world. How can this small world be worthy of her staying here?

Before Wen Yue died, he was impoverished, and died in prison. After his death, he was bound to a system and became a master in one step.

The second small world she experienced was an ancient world, where Wen Yue became the queen who ruled the life and death of the whole world. She used the blood and heads of opponents to build a city wall as a warning.

And the slightly beautiful man was found by Wen Yue, and he received one after another and became her forbidden.. Sui. This small world has almost reshaped Wen Yue’s thoughts, causing her to completely abandon the gloomy life before and regard herself as the queen of life and death.

After leaving that small world, Wen Yue even sacrificed blood to the entire world, making the people of that world her own living puppets. In her words-they are her terracotta warriors.

The second world, the third world… Wen Yue has gone through many small worlds, has never followed his heart, and has become a benchmark figure in the host.

Wen Yue was arrogant and self-conscious, but she would never have thought that her memory would be sealed by the system suddenly and thrown into such a backward small world.

She actually became the concubine of the harem, sharing a man with many concubines…a disgusting stallion male!

Wen Yue knows the current Yuan Wang. He is a low-level existence despised by many hosts. He has his eyes higher than the top. He likes to look down at other female hosts with lewd and evil eyes.

Before he died, he was a violent criminal who deserved to be slashed. This king of Yuan once approached Wen Yue to show her love through some way, but was beaten out by her with plucked eyes and broken limbs.

At that time, the king of Yuan roared: “Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi!” He hadn’t forgotten to glance at the people around him with that kind of disgusting eyes.

Wen Yue ridiculed and despised at the time, but did not expect… his words would become a reality under such circumstances!

Even if the Yuan Wang did not really succeed, Wen Yue could still recall his greasy smile and disgusting tone…

For Wen Yue, this is nothing more humiliating! How dare he, how dare he? !

She will kill him… She will definitely kill him!

At the same time, Wen Yue was also questioning the system that did not see the figure: “What do you want to do? Bring me into this barren little world, is it possible to rebel?”

But at this time, Wen Yue’s tone of questioning the system was not so strong. Many powerful hosts and systems are no longer considered cooperative relationships, but subordinate relationships. The systems are contracted by them in various ways, and they cannot do anything harmful to the host.

The system is regarded as a dog that has become a host, and life and death are controlled by the host.

Wen Yue just confirmed that this connection is still working, which means that there must be a reason for this matter. She held her head high, waiting for her dog to come over and explain in a humble manner.

Wen Yue’s system really came out. Its voice was analogous to the voice of a male pet that Wen Yue liked very much before, and it sounded like a deer.

“Host…Before you get rid of the shackles of memory, Qingge can’t tell you the cause and effect. Only now can you speak.” It said timidly.

Immediately after seeing Wen Yue frowned, it immediately said: “This small world is a test world created by the masters of the main system. It will temporarily deprive you of your ability and memory to test your qualifications.”

“What qualifications? You? Are there anyone else evaluated besides me?”

“Yes,” Wen Yue’s system said cautiously, “the main system hopes to be able to select a successor from the host, and then take its place and take charge of the hosts in the three thousand small worlds.

And the host is one of the best candidates, besides you, there are several other competitors…you all know, the host can think about it, you should have met these competitors. ”

Wen Yue frowned, and she found memories from her mind. She was really familiar with these so-called competitors. It happened that she was the concubine in the harem who raised her head and saw her.

Their identities are terribly familiar–

The lord of live puppets, a woman who transformed her body into an immortal corpse, Yang Yuwan.

Zombie King, the murderous woman who destroyed several small worlds…

and also……

“Then why is that stallion male qualified to become the Yuan Wang?”

Wen Yue’s system said in a soft voice, as if she was acting like a baby: “This small world is where the power of the emperor is the most important thing. The main system wants to test whether you can become the emperor from the concubine against the crowd. That host is a random obstacle .”

“Tsk.” Wen Yue sighed fiercely, and then heard the system say: “Host, even if you temporarily shut down those abilities, you will definitely win the final leader? I…I’m looking forward to it.”

Wen Yue pressed her lips, ignoring the unreasonable feeling in her heart.

She knows too little, everything is under the control of the system, like a frog sitting in a well can only see a narrow section of the sky.

What’s more, Wen Yue is a “idiot” carefully selected by the main system. She thinks that the life of the system is completely controlled by her. She is so self-respectful that she would not even go out to see and confirm.

Otherwise… she would know that the host in this small world would never be the only concubines in this harem. Otherwise, Wen Yue would feel too much wrong in the system’s rhetoric.

But she is an idiot. She thinks she is a superior and unmatched idiot host who is the best to control and deceive.

After Wen Yue’s breath calmed down for a while, her personal maid entered the inner room, and asked with sincere fear: “The maid…The maid is now in jail, do you need to behead him on the spot? Please give me an order.”

After hearing Wen Yue’s terrible roar, and the trace of hideous appearance that he saw when he first entered, no matter how foolish the maid was, the fear in his heart could not be suppressed.

She was adjusted. No matter how well she was raised, she was still a breathing living person after all, and her vision was narrower than that.

Before that, the maid could ignore Wen Yue and her master’s actions, but now those weird things and terrifying thoughts Wen Yue did were colluding in her heart like a thunder.

She thought flusteredly, is the young lady I served like this?

Is the empress like this? Such…like a demon on earth? The maid’s body trembled, and her loyalty to Wen Yue was being eroded.

She thought, but there was no memory of getting along with Wen Yue before, but another voice kept retorting, no, you are her servant, and Wen Yue’s life is under the control of Wen Yue.

The maid shook and buried her head deeper and deeper, as if she was going to humble herself to the ground.

A thought suddenly came to mind from the maid: I want to change master. Her “Miss”, “Niang Niang”…No, even the emperor dared to kill this existence possessed by evil spirits, so even if she is carrying the identity of a personal maid, she can be sure that she will never be killed ?

She is afraid.

“No.” At the reminder of the maid, Wen Yue immediately thought of Luo Zhifeng. She fainted, but it wasn’t because of this physician.

And Wen Yue is quite sure that Luo Zhifeng is an aboriginal of the small world, then this small world should not be a pure ancient background, and there are some mysterious factors. Luo Zhifeng is probably this kind of scholar with real talents.

Wen Yue asked the system: “Can you confirm that Luo Zhifeng, a physiognomist, has real talents?”

The system was silent for a while before squatting and answering: “My database did not include the existence of this person…There are always so few people in every small world…”

Just as the host must abide by the rules of this small world, the system is also an outsider, and some of the most critical content is closed to them.

However, the system retrieved the usefulness of such talented people from the previous data, and in general they are the lucky ones who are blessed by God.

Is this sage, afraid that this kind of person exists?

After getting a “yes” reply from the system, Wen Yue immediately left without fear of mess, went to the prison and asked Luo Zhifeng to come back.

She had an apology in her eyes and a sincere attitude: “Sorry, sir, this palace suddenly fainted, and the maid loyally protects the lord, so she will mistakenly think you have done something–”

“I will immediately…”

Luo Zhifeng suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes were dark, as if staring at the sky somewhere, his figure seemed to be thinner again, pale as jade.

He ignored Wen Yue’s plea, but his voice was flat and clear: “Niang Niang’s old friend has also found himself.”