Compared to Zhong Lihen, who was nodding wildly like a chicken pecking at rice, loyalty was almost written on his face.
Mo Linqiu wanted to be calmer and said in a deep voice: "You want us to join the underworld?"
The Northern Ghost Emperor Jian Wenqing was obviously a little impatient, especially when he saw Zhong Lihen who was about to step forward with a flattering look on his face, he really wanted to kick him to death.
"You two bereaved dogs, would any place besides the underworld accept you?
Especially you, Mr. Blood.
You are ruthless and poisonous. Although there are many heroes in the world, there are only a handful of them who can safely use your double-edged sword.
If your identity has not been exposed by Leng Chuluo before, whether it is the Great Mo Dynasty or the Great Skull Dynasty, it is the most suitable place for you.
It's a pity that you have to bear half of the blood of the alien race. This also means that Lin Zhenshi and Xi Wufan, who are ambitious for the world, will never be able to use you with confidence.
Just because I accept you means that I have lost the support of the entire Da Ting people.
Huan Cangyuan of the Dameng Dynasty is far away in the demon world, and the prince Huan Qinyu's energy is now focused on the Ancient Liu Sect and Leiyun Palace. He is even more afraid to accept you, the former Emperor of Great Ting.
So you have no way out, only the underworld doesn't mind this."
Mo Linqiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't care about the other party's ridicule. He defeated the entire Ting Dynasty with his bare hands.
Although he is not as good as the emperor who started a bowl, he has also experienced the ups and downs of human relationships.
This made his originally extinguished fighting spirit ignite again.
"I'm afraid the value of the two of us is only our own strength. I don't know much about the organization underworld.
But the underworld dares to offend the Paradise Clan, and even the entire Da Ting, for the two of us. It shows that you are in urgent need of some capable manpower.
I want to know what we will face after joining the underworld."
Dongfang Ghost Emperor glanced at Mo Linqiu with admiration: "As expected of the world-famous Mr. Blood, his reaction is really quick.
But before that, I want to remind you one thing. Accepting you first will not offend the Paradise Gate and the entire Da Ting.
Just because no one knows that you have joined the underworld, no one will guess that you have become a member of the underworld.
Secondly, you now have no chance to regret it.
Although Jiang Pinting, the left protector of the Paradise Gate, is good in strength, she cannot compare to this emperor."
Speaking of this, this tyrannical pressure enveloped Mo Linqiu and the two of them. At the same time, the space where the four of them were was instantly replaced, and time seemed to have stopped.
Zhong Lihen's expression was a little anxious, but he still maintained his previous expression and carefully pulled Mo Linqiu's sleeve.
Mo Linqiu looked much calmer and said softly: "From the moment you suddenly appeared in front of me and me, I already knew that we had no choice.
But before that, I hope to know who the enemy I am facing is.
If it's a no-life situation, as the founding emperor of the Great Ting Dynasty, I can at least choose my own way of death!"
The Eastern Ghost Emperor and the Northern Ghost Emperor looked at each other, and they both saw that Mo Linqiu was not just pretending, but was really determined to commit suicide.
Then Dongfang Ghost Emperor put away his pressure and replied: "The enemy of the underworld is naturally the heaven, but the overall strength of the heaven is much stronger than that of the underworld.
But this does not mean that we will definitely die. Besides, after you, Mr. Blood, join us, we can use your best dark tactics and use any inhumane means to consume the power of heaven.
In short, after this disaster is over, my underworld will have nothing to fear!"
Mo Linqiu was silent for a moment and nodded. He did not explain the other party calling him Mr. Blood, or he was too lazy to explain.
Just like the silly boy next to me, he has explained it countless times in the past few days.
As a result, this silly boy put on an expression that I understand, then turned his head and called him Mr. Blood.
Moreover, Mo Linqiu has discovered that although the name Mr. Blood will attract a lot of hatred, it can also increase his own worth.
At least according to my understanding during this period, this Mr. Blood is really a genius.
Except for Mo Linqiu at the beginning, most of the names Dongfang Ghost Emperor calls himself are Mr. Blood. This also means that the other party cares more about Mr. Blood than his identity as the first emperor.
halo.
Then he said in a deep voice: "Lead the way. I heard that the underworld's teleportation arrays are all over the Central Plains. It's just a good opportunity for me, an old antique, to gain a lot of experience."
The Northern Ghost Emperor nodded and took the lead to lead the way, while the Eastern Ghost Emperor stood behind the two of them, obviously to prevent them from taking the opportunity to escape.
Zhong Lihen quietly pulled Mo Linqiu's sleeve and said through a message: "Mr. Xue, although this underworld can help us block the Gate of Paradise, it still feels like a big pit.
We have just emerged from the wolf's den and entered the tiger's mouth."
Zhong Lihen now has a clear understanding of his own intelligence, and he is still somewhat self-aware in front of the famous Mr. Xue.
So he expressed his worries to Mo Linqiu.
But Mo Linqiu was very confident. He believed that the underworld would be the place where he would take off, just because he was the first emperor of Da Ting, Mo Linqiu.
Then he sent a message to Zhong Lihen: "It doesn't matter, I have everything, you know, I am..."
Speaking of this, Mo Linqiu felt a little stuck, and finally sighed and said, "I am Mr. Blood!"
Hearing this, the sadness in Zhong Lihen's eyes immediately dissipated without a trace. He subconsciously puffed up his chest, obviously because of Mo Linqiu's words, he gained a lot of confidence.
When Mo Linqiu saw this scene, he felt a little bitter in his heart.
The four of them walked towards the nearest teleportation array without saying a word. There was not a single pursuer along the way, or in other words, all the pursuers had been wiped out without leaving a trace by the Eastern Ghost Emperor.
This actually made Mo Linqiu full of more expectations for the organization Underworld.
Underworld, the residence of the Southern Ghost Emperor.
Lin Mo looked at the Central Ghost Emperor in front of him, Yin Bujue, and asked: "How did the Tianji Mansion branch annihilate it?"
Yin Bujue subconsciously scratched the back of his head, and replied with some worry: "The branch in the Da Ting Territory took advantage of this alien disaster to be completely wiped out.
As for the other three major territories, it will take some time.
After all, you also know that Tianji Mansion has been established for so long, and even if the headquarters collapses, the ghosts of the ghosts below are still there.
There are also some forces secretly interfering with it, probably just to make the little grasshoppers in these branches disgust us, or to delay the development of the Human World Association."
Lin Mo touched his chin. He also knew that it was really difficult to completely eradicate a big force, especially one like Tianji Mansion, which had branches all over the four regions of the Central Plains.
If he didn't want to complete the main mission as soon as possible, he wouldn't want Antang to waste too much time on it.
"In short, the reward for killing the Tianji Mansion branch is still hanging at the highest point of the secret hall.
But you go and deal with the affairs of the underworld first. According to what Mr. Ouyang said before, this time you will take away everything you can from the underworld."
Yin Bujue nodded and said with some curiosity: "Lord Heavenly King, I actually can't figure it out. This underworld is a trap. Why are you so concerned about it and even want to reform the ways of the underworld?"
Lin Mo looked at the darkness outside the window, but a faint light flashed in his eyes: "Underworld is a very good knife, but of course its value comes second.
Anyway, let’s deal with your affairs first. I know too much about some things, so be careful I silence you.”
Yin unconsciously shrank his neck, cupped his hands and ran out quickly.