The Daily Life of the Immortal King

At this moment, just above this apartment, President Bai and the elder Ji Xing beside him were not far away. They just turned around and teleported to the top floor of this apartment. This is the place they just bought, and they offered it at a price that the original owner couldn't refuse. The purpose was to monitor Elder Zuowu's movements.

As a matter of fact, President Bai had already planned for the failure of Elder Zuo Wu's operation this time. Before Elder Zuo Wu acted, he specially found a hexagram teacher to deduce a hexagram, and the hexagram showed a fierce aspect.

At this moment, the video of Elder Zuo Wu's transformation from an underground supermarket into a private dark room came from the monitor. Before leaving, President Bai left behind an eye of nothingness, which was his own His eyeballs were cut out directly from the eye sockets, and can be used for surveillance when necessary.

Because of the powerful self-healing ability, any organ in the body is dispensable to President Bai. Even if the heart is poached, it can grow back in an instant. So when the Demon Hunt Society first started, Chairman Bai specifically found black market dealers who bought the organs of high-level cultivators, and hoarded a large amount of money by selling his own organs.

Through the images transmitted from the eyeballs, President Bai monitored everything that happened in the supermarket at this time.

Just looking at the screen, Ji Xing's voice came from the side: "I'm still curious, why did Mr. President let Zuo Wu go? It turned out that he had expected him to kill himself?"

While talking, the handsome man did not forget to take out a powder puff to touch up his cracked makeup. His makeup is too thick, and sometimes it may fall off and crack when he smiles a little, so he always carries a Powder puff, touch up makeup from time to time.

Chairman Bai sat on the sofa, with the black inorganic umbrella floating quietly above his head behind him, and said lightly: "After all, Zuo Wu has followed me for many years, and I know his nature quite well."

He didn't choose to directly kill Elder Zuo Wu just now. Even though there is a friendship between master and servant for many years, in fact, this friendship only occupies a very small part.

If he really paid attention to friendship, he wouldn't even have intentionally hurt Elder Zuo Wu a second time just now when Elder Zuo Wu was seriously injured.

As a matter of fact, it was that time when he took action that clearly told Elder Zuo Wu his attitude.

Elder Zuo Wu had to die.

However, President Bai prefers that Elder Zuo Wu do it himself.

In this way, he felt less guilty.

Of course, it doesn't matter if Elder Zuo Wu fails to understand what he means.

He would ask Elder Ji Xing to take action on his behalf and erase Elder Zuo Wu.

But judging from the current situation, there is really no need for this.

"Elder Zuo Wu has followed the chairman for many years. If Elder Zuo Wu really dies, the chairman will be very sad, right?" Ji Xing sneered.

sad?

maybe……

"If I have time in the future, I will go to Zuo Wu's tomb to offer incense to him during New Years and holidays." Chairman Bai said, "We don't have much time left... All this is for the smooth progress of the grand plan. "

Elder Ji Xing raised his eyebrows. He knew exactly what the big plan President Bai was referring to... This big plan was the ultimate goal of the Demon Hunter Society's expansion of its power in Huaxiu Country all these years. In order to obtain——the thirteenth-level spell "Moon Burial" that King Rakshasa left in the ruins of the holy beast back then, as long as he can obtain this destructive magic, everything will be in the Demon Hunt Club and " Night Kui" is under control.

It is necessary to plan for great things and make appropriate sacrifices.

And for the "Moon Burial Project", Yekui has devoted endless efforts since he set up the "Demon Hunting Club" in Huaxiu Kingdom.

At this moment, President Bai stared at the monitor, and the picture coming from his eyeballs showed a secretive smile: "This time, you are right, Ji Xing."

"My judgment has always been accurate. Since I made the Promise Umbrella in the hands of the President, I am naturally sensitive to materials. Back then, I used seven or forty-nine pieces of holy beast fur to cast this Promise Umbrella , there are still shortcomings after refining, but now..."

Ji Xing smiled and stared at the silver-haired young man on the monitor: "It seems that we can finally make up for this shortcoming... The Promise Umbrella is also the key to obtaining the Raksha King's thirteenth-level method."

Looking at the surveillance screen at this time, the two of them had already seen Elder Zuo Wu taking out the "Tiangang Thunder" from his crotch with his face full of excitement...

...

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"Brother Yin, is there a way to stop it?" At the same time, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal in the off-road vehicle was also looking at the screen projected by Xiao Yin's avatar.

He originally wanted Xiaoyin to try to stop him, but instead he had to feel that sometimes people's ability to make up brains is really terrifying... In fact, Xiaoyin didn't say anything at all. I started to get excited on my own, as if it would be useless no matter who persuaded me.

Then, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal saw the firm gaze from Elder Zuowu... In this gaze, there was a sense of the six major sects besieging Guangming, and the leader, Dayi Lingran, chose to sacrifice himself bravely to fulfill everyone's sense of sight .

Because of his family background being related to Tang Sect, the great sect of hidden weapons, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal has a certain understanding of hidden weapons. If the Tianganglei was exploded at a long distance, it would not be killed... But the problem now is that Elder Zuo Wu is seriously injured, and it can be said that he will definitely die if he detonates it at such a close distance.

No way, this Elder Zuo Wu must be saved...

Although Xiaoyin's holy beast blood can heal injuries, it cannot completely revive people.

There is only one way...

While driving, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal lost his wits and immediately edited a text message to Wang Ling: "Brother Ling! Are you there? It's urgent! I know you're spying on the screen!"

Wang Ling replied almost instantly: "..."

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "The situation is urgent now. I have captured an elder of the Demon Hunt Society here. This elder is about to commit suicide. Do you have a way to revive him?"

Wang Ling replied with only five simple words: "The door is locked, you can't get out."

Obviously, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had expected it a long time ago: "Then can you ask Brother Ling to help me deliver something to Brother Yin's clone?"

Wang Ling: "?"

Grenade-throwing Senior Immortal replied with three words: "Soul-suppressing ring." This is the way he can think of so far to revive Elder Zuo Wu unscathed...

Wang Ling: "..."

"It's just teleportation...it shouldn't be damaged, Brother Ling?"

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal took off the "Soul Suppressing Ring" from his hand with some reluctance: "I bought an insurance of 100 million!"

Wang Ling: "..."