Reborn As An Interstellar Giant Mosquito

( ) The young man felt lost.

However, he had already made a decision in his heart.

Otherwise, why would we drive away so many brothers and sisters?

After a moment, without hesitation, he took out a jade slip in his hand. Spiritual energy poured into the jade slip. The channel in the dark was connected and the contact signal was established.

"Welcome the envoy."

A phantom-like body appeared in front of the young man, and he clasped his fists respectfully.

"How about it, have you thought about it clearly?"

"Think clearly. The power of the Black God is majestic. I am yearning for it, and I am willing to lead some of my subordinates to meet him."

"part?"

"Yes, about half of my brothers and sisters practice white power. I cannot let them continue to follow me, both emotionally and rationally."

"I didn't think so carefully about this matter, let's just give it half. From now on, you will be a member of my Black Temple. With your talent, you will have a bright future in the future, and it is not impossible to even reach my level. "

"Thank you, Lord Messenger, for your cultivation."

After thinking about it, the young man thought that he must get to the bottom of the matter, so he bit the bullet and asked: "I would also like to ask the envoy to answer a question. Is Qing Ling from the Xingchen Gate related to the envoy? Is she a member of the Black Temple?" ?”

"Silence! Why can't you tell the truth about that adult's name?"

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the messenger's face became furious and he shouted loudly.

With a sinister look on his face, he lectured: "That lord is a member of my Black Temple, but his status is extremely lofty, far more lofty than you imagine. Don't call the lord by his name easily in the future."

"yes……"

The young man was sweating coldly, and felt a strange shock in his heart.

It turns out that Qing Ling, the head of Xingchen Sect, is more amazing than he thought?

In his eyes, this messenger was already an unfathomable existence, but compared to that Qingling, his status seemed to be higher?

That’s all, this is nothing compared to anything else.

Thinking about it, the Xingchen Sect's methods are so rich and varied, and the identity of the person in charge must not be simpler.

After the messenger calmed down, he thought about it and felt that it was necessary to appease the new subordinate's emotions, and continued to explain.

"You have never joined this temple before, so you are not guilty if you don't know. I am going too far in this matter. In short, as for Lady Qingling, you will know her true identity if you stay for a long time. Before that, you only need to remember how to treat Lady Qingling. First, treat him as an unattainable big shot, and be more polite in everything. I don’t want to get burned by accepting you into the temple, do you understand what I mean?”

"I understand, thank you for your guidance."

The more he talked, the more he frightened the young man.

After talking about the coordination work between the two parties, and how to start the trouble below, the envoy disappeared.

"That big shot from the Xingchen Sect is so brilliant. It's a pity that I have already come to this continent. Otherwise, I really want to go to the Xingchen Sect in person and see the true face of this girl."

…

Another superstar continent for cultivating immortals.

In the Star Sinking Gate inside the hinterland.

A huge funeral is being held.

"Respect the fallen soldiers."

The beauty and beauty of the young woman wearing the chief's cloak are not enough to describe her face.

It can only be described with indescribable objects.

She led all the soldiers and subordinates to pay homage to the dead at the funeral, and extended her most sincere and noble greetings.

Many high-level officials from the sects present, as well as high-level officials from the Xingchen Sect Alliance, looked gloomy, and some even sobbed.

However, other subordinates did not know that in another world across the world, there were many souls. It was the souls of these generals who died in battle. They were also moved, and some people were wailing and crying with them.

After all, the Black Temple now almost controls the undead world of the world.

The young girl who led the crowd had a calm face. After walking through the process, her cloak was swaying. In the moment of swaying, she sat on the chair on the high platform.

No one could see how she did it.

However, everyone has long been accustomed to the leader's power.

"There have been too many casualties this week. There was even a black wanderer who fought with the enemy and died in deep space. If the intelligence department makes another mistake, don't blame me for dismissing you and others."

"Master, please forgive me. This is the result of our negligence in the intelligence department. Please allow us to make amends for our mistakes. If there are any problems next time, I will apologize."

An imposing man at the bottom sighed and stepped out of the queue, clasping his fists and accepting his punishment.

The girl on the high platform, Yun Danfengqing, glanced at her and gently waved her hand: "Remember what you said and step back."

"Congratulations, Master."

In the blink of an eye, the girl's figure had disappeared from the scene of the meeting to pay homage to the fallen generals.

What is left behind is a master whose reputation is as silent as a whisper.

This time, the leader paid tribute in person, but everything went smoothly. No one was beaten to the end, which shows that the leader is merciful. Of course, it also means that the war is too tight and there are not enough manpower. Maybe she wants to kill chickens to scare monkeys, but there are no chickens to kill.

"Senior Sister, I think there is a possibility of malfeasance in the intelligence department. Do you want me to send someone under me to take action?"

In the main hall of the head of the Xingchen Sect, the stunning girl was closely followed by another maid. However, the maid's face was delicate and delicate, but she also had a murderous aura.

The girl sitting high on the head's chair didn't even raise her eyelids. She looked at this woman, shook her head and said, "You don't need to investigate, they don't have a big problem."

"Senior Sister, why do you say that? It is too dangerous to raise tigers to cause trouble. It is better to kill them as a warning to others."

"I told you that there is no need. If you are so bloodthirsty, then go to the front line and kill two enemies of the same level and come back."

"Uh...yes, Qingjuan is leaving now."

The girl who was talking curled her lips and resignedly accepted the order and left.

She didn't dare not accept the order. If she continued to pester her, the seemingly harmless young leader might issue an order such as killing ten people of the same rank. It wasn't like it had never happened before. She almost couldn't come back last time. Woolen cloth.

As the girl named Qingjuan left, only the girl sitting on the chair of the head was left in the entire head hall.

However, the girl did not stay long.

She casually tore open the crack in front of her and quickly entered it.

Facing me were a few crying old men.

From the looks of it, if it weren't for the long muscle knots, people would misunderstand that they were transformed from women.

"The leader is here. Thank you very much for holding the memorial service for us."

"The good man in charge not only holds a memorial service for ordinary soldiers like us, but also invites you to attend."

"They even arranged for me to be resurrected in the underworld. I heard from others that these resurrection opportunities depend on chance and have to be drawn by lottery. The leader used the back door to resurrect us. What a good man."

All the strong men swarmed up and surrounded the girl, talking all over the place.

"It's unseemly to surround the head of Qingling with others. Doesn't this make it difficult for others to move forward?"

There were scoldings and roars, and everyone woke up and stepped back in enlightenment.

"I met the leader, but I didn't expect that after I died in battle, I could continue to die for the leader."

The roaring man had a master-level strength during his lifetime, and was also one of the generals who met Qing Ling in person.

"You are not serving me, but you are serving my Black God Sect." Qingling's face did not change, and she said calmly: "When you come to the underworld, you should be able to find out that this leader is not actually the leader of the Xingchen Sect. , although Qingling is also me, but it is only the reincarnation of this life. I am one of the gods of the black god system. You can continue to call me Qingling, or you can call me Qingling God. It is a rare opportunity to live again in the underworld. I hope you will wait. Train yourself well this time, there will be a big war soon, so you can fight well for me, the Black God Sect."

"It's just one more death, I will die accordingly!"

Speaking of boldness, these generals and warriors who died for Qingling were all impassioned.

After talking to the group of men who were crying and crying after witnessing the memorial service of herself and others, Qingling looked into the distance, straightened up, and flew in that direction.

Returning to her old place, Qing Ling’s entry was unimpeded by anyone.

Fly directly into the ‘Hall of Hell’.

Inside the Palace of Hell.

It is completely different from the underworld imagined by outsiders.

Full of laughter.

Today is another day when the Lord of Hell, Edisha, invites outsiders to enter the Palace of Hell to petition.

However, the so-called petition is just a gimmick by Lord Yama.

Those actually invited to enter were either certain actors or soul children of the same age.

Together with Edisa, they played games, watched the actors' tricks, or acted for them, much to the delight of a group of children.

Edisha and Jia Lin, who had been coming to the Palace of Hell all day long and almost forgot that she was the God of Death, were sitting on the big sofa, eating snacks and laughing and joking.

Unexpectedly, a young and beautiful girl came behind them and looked at them angrily.

"You two naughty guys, be careful if I tell Mr. Jia Yan."

"ah?"

Adisha was startled, looked back, and patted her small breasts repeatedly.

"You're scaring the Lord of Hell to death, Qingling, you're going to scare little Editha like this."

"You are scared to death. As we agreed last time, you will meet with me today to talk about the affairs of the Cultivation Superstar. Why did you forget?"

"I haven't forgotten. We agreed on five o'clock last time. It's still fifteen minutes before five o'clock. You're early."

Edisha raised her baby's fat little wrist, and the watch on it showed that it was less than five o'clock.

"Really, wouldn't it be better to talk ten minutes earlier?"

"No, it's time for Adisha to relax and play. Wait a moment."

As if nothing happened, Adisha sat down and continued laughing.

On the contrary, Jia Lin, who was beside her, glanced at Qing Ling from time to time, feeling a little embarrassed.

Everyone else was busy outside, and she and Edita were fooling around in the underworld. How bad it was.

Qing Ling didn't mind at all, she sat down and watched the entire so-called juggling act. Even with their eyes and judgment, the so-called juggling was clearly seen, she still showed a lot of interest. .

Adisha can definitely see through it, and even Jia Lin can do it easily. However, the two of them enjoy it, which shows that this is a way to gain happiness. Although Qing Ling has a hard time understanding it, this does not prevent her from imitating it.

"I'm so happy, Qingling, let's work."

Editha finished reading, no more, no less time, exactly five o'clock on time.

Probably similar incidents have happened many times. As little Edisha waved, the children in the atmosphere group and the actors on the stage quickly packed up their belongings. It could be seen that everyone had some skills. In less than two minutes, the entire Hell King The temple was clean and its majesty was restored.

"Two minutes overtime."

Qingling didn't praise, but told the truth.

"If you interrupt me for two minutes, it won't be timed out. Then let's speed up."

Editha jumped up and down, climbed onto the big chair specially designed for the King of Hell, stretched out her little head from under the big table, and opened a lot of documents with laughter.

[There are still a thousand words left. You will be able to see it after refreshing the original version in an hour. Thank you to the book friends who converted the pirated copies to the original version.] Today is the day when Edisha, the Lord of Hell, invites people from the outside world to enter the Palace of Hell to petition.

However, the so-called petition is just a gimmick by Lord Yama.

Those actually invited to enter were either certain actors or soul children of the same age.

Together with Edisa, they played games, watched the actors' tricks, or acted for them, much to the delight of a group of children.

Edisha and Jia Lin, who had been coming to the Palace of Hell all day long and almost forgot that she was the God of Death, were sitting on the big sofa, eating snacks and laughing and joking.

Unexpectedly, a young and beautiful girl came behind them and looked at them angrily.

"You two naughty guys, be careful if I tell Mr. Jia Yan."

"ah?"

Adisha was startled, looked back, and patted her small breasts repeatedly.

"You're scaring the Lord of Hell to death, Qingling, you're going to scare little Editha like this."

"You are scared to death. As we agreed last time, you will meet with me today to talk about the affairs of the Cultivation Superstar. Why did you forget?"

"I haven't forgotten. We agreed on five o'clock last time. It's still fifteen minutes before five o'clock. You're early."

Edisha raised her baby's fat little wrist, and the watch on it showed that it was less than five o'clock.

"Really, wouldn't it be better to talk ten minutes earlier?"

"No, now is Adisha's time to relax and play, wait a minute."

As if nothing happened, Adisha sat down and continued laughing.

On the contrary, Jia Lin, who was beside her, glanced at Qing Ling from time to time, feeling a little embarrassed.

Everyone else was busy outside, and she and Edita were fooling around in the underworld. How bad it was.

Qingling didn't mind at all. She went to Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuａan.com and sat down to watch the entire so-called magic trick. Even with their eyes and judgment, the so-called trick was clearly seen by her. Still showing a lot of interest.

Adisha can definitely see through it, and even Jia Lin can do it easily. However, the two of them enjoy it, which shows that this is a way to gain happiness. Although Qing Ling has a hard time understanding it, this does not prevent her from imitating it.

"I'm so happy, Qingling, let's work."

Editha finished reading, no more, no less time, exactly five o'clock on time.

Probably similar incidents have happened many times. As little Edisha waved, the children in the atmosphere group and the actors on the stage quickly packed up their belongings. It could be seen that everyone had some skills. In less than two minutes, the entire Hell King The temple was clean and its majesty was restored.

"Two minutes overtime."

Qingling didn't praise, but told the truth. Little Edisha waved, and the children and souls in the atmosphere group nearby, as well as the actors on the stage, quickly packed up their belongings. It could be seen that everyone had some skills. Within two minutes, the entire Palace of Hell was clean and majestic. .