The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 66: The End of the World

When System 666 heard Pink Ball encouraging the host to abandon him, he immediately became furious.

It jumped around in Yun Mo's sea of ​​consciousness, looking furious.

Farming System 666: "Host, don't listen to it"

Farming System 666: "Their strategy department's system is the worst"

Farming System 666: "After using sweet words to deceive people's feelings, just walk away."

Farming System 666: "I don't care about other people's lives at all"

Farming System 666: "If you encounter the children of luck from those worlds..." Farming System 666: "They won't even let go of other people's luck."

Farming System 666: "The Son of Luck Has Lost His Luck"

Farming System 666: "The entire world line will collapse"

Farming System 666: "We need other systems to clean up their messes"

Farming System 666: "They are the most annoying system of all systems"

Farming System 666: "Just like the people with bad morals among you humans, they are the most unscrupulous system"

Yun Mo ignored it and locked the pink ball in the place where System 666 was once imprisoned.

What kind of sweet words can deceive people's feelings?

He already knew all of this man's memories.

This man was on his third mission. Every time, he tortured his target until he broke down mentally, and if he treated them even slightly better, they would treat him as a lifeline.

Where do these sweet words come from?

And that pink ball of light, it had devoured a farming system before, and this time it bewitched me into binding with it, probably because it was thinking about that silly ball of mine.

Only that silly ball thought that others wanted to steal its host, and had no idea that they wanted to eat it.

However, he was busy at the moment and had no time to explain this to Silly Tuanzi.

The elevator stopped on the third underground floor. Yun Mo walked out of the elevator and the man followed.

Yun Mo glanced at the charred zombie baby. Good, the future zombie king had been killed, but he didn't know whether a new zombie king would appear.

Yun Mo was looking at the charred mass of something that was deader than dead, when he felt someone was staring at him. He turned around and saw a girl trapped in a glass cover.

The girl looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a baby face. She looked adorable and cute, but she was covered in blood and her eyes were filled with hatred as she stared at him.

Yun Mo looked at the girl in surprise. What was the blood aura of this girl?

Yun Mo: "Girl"

Yun Mo: "What is your relationship with Mu Qian?"

The girl's hateful eyes widened.

Mu Wanyi: "Do you know my uncle?"

Mu Wanyi: "(sounding and uncertain)"

Yun Mo: "Who is your father?"

Mu Wanyi: "My father is Mu Jun"

Mu Wanyi's resentful gaze faded, and she instead examined Yun Mo with curiosity. He was dressed in a retro, elegant robe, with waist-length hair and delicate features. He looked almost unreal, his aura cold and icy, like a heartless, desireless deity high in the clouds. Such a person shouldn't be in this filthy place.

Yun Mo knocked on the glass cover with his fingers, and several cracks immediately appeared on it.

Mu Wanyi widened her eyes in shock.

Mu Wanyi: "Cracked, cracked?"

The glass cover that even a fourth-level strength-type psychic couldn't break was broken with just a few simple strokes by this person who was more handsome than a god?

Mu Wanyi was in a trance and felt like she was dreaming.

Yun Mo didn't care about all this. He knew how to open the glass cover, but he was too lazy to find the control button on the other side of the wall. So he added a little more force and knocked it again, and the glass cover shattered into pieces.

Mu Wanyi looked at the slender and delicate hand as white as jade stretched out in front of her, stretched out her hand in a daze, and let herself be helped out.

She looked at the debris on the ground, then at Yun Mo's fingers that were not even red, and swallowed blankly.

Mu Wanyi: "Thank you, thank you for saving me"

Yun Mo: “No need”

Yun Mo: "Mu Qian calls me brother"

Yun Mo: "You are his niece"

Yun Mo: "It's my duty to save you"

Yun Mo looked at the well-behaved, cute little girl in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

Mu Wanyi: "Ah?"

Mu Wanyi was stunned. If her uncle called him brother, then she should call him uncle. She was at a loss for a moment, but then she felt that such a powerful person would be an advantage even if she asked him to call her uncle, so she obediently called him uncle. Mu Wanyi: "Uncle"

Mu Wanyi called Yun Mo uncle, and Yun Mo didn't think it was inappropriate. He brought Mu Qian into the Taoist sect, and according to the rules, Mu Qian was considered half his disciple. Mu Qian's niece calling him uncle was an understatement, so Yun Mo nodded indifferently, accepting the title.

Seeing Yun Mo agree, Mu Wanyi felt a little happy in her heart. She immediately felt that Yun Mo was very amiable, and subconsciously developed a sense of closeness to him.