Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

Mr. Hu is like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard.

Even though Xiao Luo (blackened version) used all kinds of torture methods, he couldn't pry open Mr. Hu's mouth and let him undo the curse planted on Wang Mumu.

Time flies.

Mr. Hu shook his head vigorously and shook away the blood that blinded his eyes: "It's almost time. Wang Mumu should be dead, right?"

Xiao Luo (blackened version) smiled and said: "You really want her to die? If she dies, you won't be able to survive."

"If she doesn't die, can I live?" Even though he has been tortured beyond human form, Mr. Hu's mind is still clear, "If I fall into your hands, I know that there is no possibility of me walking out alive, so I might as well drag my back. die together."

It seemed that Mr. Hu really didn’t want to live anymore.

But Xiao Luo (blackened version) doesn't think so. He doesn't believe that there are people in this world who are really not afraid of death.

"Let me guess, do you have any back-up plan?" Xiao Luo (blackened version) let out a chilling laugh, "For example, after you die, you can use your corpse to resurrect your soul? Reincarnate from dirty soil? Or, in fact, you and I'm the same, just a clone?"

Xiao Luo (blackened version) patted Mr. Hu's face, leaned into his ear and whispered: "I'll tell you good news. Wang Mumu can live another day, which means that you still have to I’ll torture you for another day.”

Thinking of the inhuman torture just now, Mr. Hu couldn't help but shudder.

But he gritted his teeth and revealed a hint of sneer: "Then do it."

"Oh? You're really not afraid of death." The corners of Xiao Luo's (blackened version) mouth raised slightly, "Then I may have guessed right. You really have a method similar to reviving a corpse. Now you want to die quickly. ”

Mr. Hu closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Xiao Luo (black version) smiled and said: "Now that I have guessed your secret, it is impossible for me to kill you. I will leave you here and torture you for ten, fifty, or even a hundred years. "

Hearing this, Mr. Hu's eyes flashed with panic.

He squeezed out a sentence from between his bloody teeth: "You little beast, you are really a devil."

Xiao Luo (blackened version) pulled out [Seven Stars Thunder] and put it on Mr. Hu's neck: "But if you can tell me a secret, I can chop off your head with great mercy and send you to welcome the new life. ”

Mr. Hu's eyes narrowed: "What secret?"

Xiao Luo (blackened version) leaned his head over again and whispered a few words in Mr. Hu's ear.

Hu Lao's pupils shrank sharply.

…………

It's past 0 o'clock.

Before 0 o'clock, Wang Mumu took the pill that Shen Pan brought out and successfully lived for another day.

But the crisis is not over.

In the city lord's palace in Black Crow City, a group of senior officials from South City gathered together for a meeting again.

Ye Piaoling's face was solemn: "Dragon City is already analyzing the ingredients in this elixir. But time is too tight. I guess they won't be able to reproduce the elixir with the same effect. We can't give up all hope. on them."

Wu Yuan said slowly: "I asked my friend from Miao Jiang, but she couldn't solve the curse."

Huang Yuanming: "I went to see the ghost-playing Taoist Xuancheng, and he gave me a suggestion, but I didn't think it would work."

Judge Shen hurriedly said: "What's your suggestion? You should speak up and listen. I don't want you to think, I want me to feel."

"Are you sure you want to listen?"

Huang Yuanming saw that Shen Pan was already eager to kill someone with a knife, so he quickly said: "Xuancheng said that we can kill Wang Mumu before the curse breaks out, and then he can personally refine Wang Mumu into The fierce ghost in red clothes resists the curse with the body of a fierce ghost..."

Judge Shen: "After turning into a ghost, can he still turn Twilight back into a human?"

Huang Yuanming: "Well, let me ask now... Oh, he replied to me. He said that people cannot be resurrected after death, so he asked you to learn from Ning Caichen."

Judge Shen: "Let him go."

Huang Yuanming: "OK."

Everyone was discussing in a hurry, trying to find a way to save Wang Mumu.

Nanfeng pressed his temples and looked at Xiao Luo, who was carving a statue of Ultraman on his left: "Who are you?"

Xiao Luo's tone was calm: "I am the supreme calm version. If nothing unexpected happens, I will be the boss in meetings from now on."

Nanfeng nodded silently.

Remember, this Xiao Luo who likes to sculpt Ultraman figures is Xiao Luo (calm version).

"What's going on with Mr. Hu? Is the old man willing to undo the curse?" Nanfeng asked again.

Xiao Luo (calm version) continued to carve wood carvings.

After two seconds, he slowly shook his head and said, "He still doesn't want to, and my other buddy is increasing the power to torture him."

Nanfeng was confused: "Why did you wait two seconds before answering me?"

Xiao Luo (calm version) replied: "Boss has so many things to do, it is inevitable that he is a little busy. The two seconds I paused just now was waiting for his reply."

I see.

Nanfeng did not ask more questions on this issue. The clone technique was one of Xiao Luo's most powerful trump cards. It would be impolite to ask too many questions.

It's better to think carefully about how to solve the curse on Wang Mumu.