After the Main God Space Goes Bankrupt

As a member of the super seminary that once belonged to the super seminary, Carl also had a period of green years and left a lot of dark history.

Of course, the contemporaries who know his dark history are either missing or dead. Today, his age alone is much longer than that of most civilizations, and people who still clearly remember his era have already There's not much left.

Therefore, black history or something, it is estimated that few people remember it.

But unfortunately, Morgana and he came from the same era. If you want to talk about mutual black history, if Morgana is really desperate, she can really send his black history to the whole universe as she said. .

In that instant, Carl had a naked murderous intention deep in his heart.

"Carl, you grand thief wouldn't want to kill someone, right?" Morgana cast a glance at Carl, who was on the opposite side of the communication screen, holding the murderer in both hands with contempt on her face. "Let me tell you, I'm ready, if I hang up, not only did you peep the dark history of my mother taking a bath when you were young, but I also exposed the fact that you went to my sister's bedroom to install a camera when you were young. "

"...When did I go to your sister's bedroom to install a camera!" Carl was instantly uneasy. "I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

"I say there is."

"You are slander and slander."

"Hahahahaha, tell me, in this kind of matter, does my sister, Bichi, believe in you? Or I believe in my old lady." Morgana said proudly. "Don't tell me you don't know, Keisha, that old leftover girl, has long been disliked by you, so she needs a suitable excuse to kill you."

"Hmph, believe it or not, this slander made up by the old lady casually, as long as it can kill you, Kaisha will carry it on without hesitation, and would rather lose her own reputation and kill your whole family."

"...Damn, it's hard to tear people down, Lian Bing!"

"Shit, my mother is a demon, do you understand?" Morgana said indifferently. "As a demon, the old lady wants to trick you to give you face... I'll leave the words here, whether you help or not."

"No." Carl said embarrassedly. "I can't help you here!"

"Let's not say that Keisha sent a little sister to block my door. Even if it does, how can I beat your sister who is not good at frontal combat?"

"I don't care, I don't care." Morgana said coquettishly. "Either you help me kill Keisha's Bitchi, or you wait for Keisha to kill you, choose one of the two, there is no third-party option."

Carl: "..."

Taking a deep breath, Carl looked at Morgana on the opposite side of the communication with a headache. For the first time, he doubted himself, and secretly supported Morgana and Keisha.

Supporting Hua Ye seems to be more important than supporting Morgana...

Well, thinking about it carefully, Carl thinks that Morgana is at least barely reliable, but a coward who can't even hear Keisha's name, let's forget it.

Wait, when it comes to Hua Ye's words.

After being silent for a while, Carl said hesitantly. "Well, it's not that easy to kill Keisha, why not... how about adding one more cannon fodder?"

"Who are you going to pull?"

"Hua Ye."

"Hua Ye?" Morgana's face froze, and then she yelled loudly. "Karl, you're trying to trick me, right? It's not good to go to someone, go to that cowardly idiot in Hua Ye, if this eggless rubbish was not cowardly, he would have been killed by Keisha for thousands of years now. "

"He installed a void engine on me before." Carl quietly threw out a big news.

"...Wang Defa?" Morgana's eyes widened. "You installed a Void Engine on him? I'll rub it and send a Q. Are you crazy or is he crazy?"

"Wait, that's not right, even if he presses the Void Engine, it's not a coward. Before Keisha hangs up, this girl doesn't even have the guts to go out."

"So, just use him as cannon fodder," Carl replied. "Your sister is chasing you, and we all know that Hua Ye has always had bad thoughts about your sister, and always eats swan meat with toads."

"Just like this, this, this, this, this..."

"And then like this, like this..."

"..." Morgana frowned, and after hesitating for ten minutes, she waved her big hand and called out. "Done."

……

"Huh?" At the same time, Xia Lin raised his head and looked up at the sky on a whim.

On top of his head, a low-hanging hair suddenly stood up, and an inexplicable feeling told him that it seemed that something big was about to happen in the near future.

After reaching out and pressing down on the standing hair, Xia Lin pondered, then began to pinch his fingers to figure out the secret, and activated the Force Prediction, trying to see through the fog of the future and find the place that made his whim.

But I don't know if it's because the goal of this whim is not aimed at myself. Without causal implication, this kind of calculation does not seem to be very powerful.

Anyway, Xia Lin didn't figure out which hapless person this hunch mainly came from.

However, he still found a clue.

From the vast sky, a piece of information was predicted, and after translating this piece of information into text, it was: Emerald Heart, the sun shines.

The clock guides, the battle of heaven.

The fall of the holy, the restoration of the false king.

In the dark age, the void comes.

"Fuck, why is it such a bells and whistles again."

Xia Lin looked at the translated text with a pained face, and felt a headache as to why every time he used the mysterious deduction of Xuanmen, he would always come up with a mysterious answer that you had to understand by yourself.

If it wasn't for the Force's foreknowledge, and he didn't get a glimpse of the future, he wouldn't want to use the heavenly secret deduction to solve such a troublesome thing.

Of course, after complaining for a while, he had to start trying to connect the things mentioned in these sentences with the things he knew.

"Doesn't the void here refer to the Death Omen Star?"

"Holy Fall? Keisha, but if a tech god and demon with high immortality equal to Tier [-] is so easy to kill, I would kill it last night."

"Which onion is this fake king?"