Original God: Max level combat method can do whatever you want

Yingda, Fanan, Belu and Heulia spoke first.

However, among the four people, half of Heulia and Belle's attention was still focused on Zhen...or should I say, Mengxiang Yixin.

Lei Dianzhen standing aside had a strange expression on his face.

The dream in my hand was also trembling slightly.

"What's going on?"

"Don't tell me to fight."

Looking at the seemingly stalemate situation, Meng Xing raised his eyebrows.

It took less than a minute.

“That’s not the case…”

Heulia shook her head and smiled:

“It’s just a story.”

Everyone turned their eyes to Meng Xiang Yi Xin at the same time.

Then he looked at the general behind Meng Xing.

For a moment, my thoughts were somewhat confused.

"Sir, she... is that doll?"

"It doesn't look like that at all."

Yingda frowned and stared at the general.

The warning signs in my heart have begun to ring continuously.

Is this guy really a puppet?

I'm afraid it's a lie.

"Ok!"

Meng Xing nodded gently: "It seems that they have already explained it to you."

"She's the general, Shadow's work, and now it belongs to me."

"I don't believe it..."

Yingda came close to Meng Xing, stared at the general again and again, and muttered something in a low voice.

A demon-level puppet?

0.9 Made with Baalzebul's body?

Isn't this still Baalzebul?

It's just that the soul and the demon body are separated.

Don't treat her like a fool!

Every immortal in Liyue can sleepwalk through various realms, and she is naturally one of them.

The soul just leaves the body.

Difficult?

It’s bullshit to even talk about dolls.

This guy simply gave his demon body to the gentleman as a reward.

Who knows what bad ideas he has.

It was because the gentleman was kind-hearted that he didn't expose it.

No, maybe the sir has some bad intentions?

The other two people also looked a little strange.

But he didn't say anything.

"..."

Well, the pressure is on me?

Meng Xing raised his hand and gave him a slap.

slap~

"Ouch, that hurts... What are you doing, sir?"

"You know what you're thinking..."

"...".

Chapter 132 Yingda: Damn it, it’s going to be a miserable night! (Please bookmark and subscribe!!!)

The bird flew into the sky.

The fish went into the water.

Narukami returned to Inazuma.

But the liveliness of Yaoguang Beach has not decreased much.

Heulia prepared dinner with a smile on her face.

It was difficult to wash the ingredients while chatting with her.

Beilu returned to the small world of Cangtian first.

Yingda stuck closely to Meng Xing beside him.

His vigilant eyes occasionally glanced at the general sitting cross-legged in mid-air.

Honestly, this female... doll really gives off a strong sense of oppression.

The breath was very cold, far colder than her sister's.

With combat power at the level of a demon god, he shares the authority of Ming Shen and controls the might of thunder.

Fortunately, she is a doll. Although she has her own will, she is not very clear about human emotions.

Moreover, the other party's positioning... seems to be a tool?

That figure, those long legs, something even bigger and more magnificent than Heulia.

There is actually not much difference between the body of a puppet and the body of a demon.

As long as the husband is willing, the transformation can be completed in minutes.

Maybe she will seduce the husband when they are not paying attention.

"You have hostility towards this body?"

　11 “This body and you must be meeting for the first time.”

The general, who felt a little strange being looked at by Yingda, slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Yingda with some surprise.

According to human customs.

This Liyue immortal Yaksha named Yingda should now be sir's...partner?

Well, one of the partners.

She is the husband's partner, and she is only the husband's protector.

I should consider myself her subordinate.

Why do I feel this vague hostility towards myself?

"I'm overthinking it~"

"It's not hostility."

Yingda took a deep breath, his eyes suspicious, "Do you really not understand human emotions?"

"Are you still playing dumb?"

The other person's eyes were bright and lively, so he must not be a dead object.

The gentleman also said that the general has his own will.

This made Yingda even more suspicious.

With self and will, there will naturally be desires, which will give rise to the seven emotions and six desires of living beings.

She didn't believe that the general really had no desires or demands.

"Seven emotions and six desires?"

"This body has no thoughts or desires, no need..."

"Wait, that's not right. You have a point."

The general turned his head away and spoke as a matter of course.

But halfway through his words, the general was stunned.

The eternity without thoughts and ideas...is the law designated by the predecessor.

But at this moment, I no longer belong to my previous incarnation.

The rules have been changed.

There is no need to stick to the eternal state of no thoughts and no desires.

The gentleman's final answer was to make her a real life and a real person.

As Yingda said.

People should have desires and emotions.

This body is still adhering to the principle of having no thoughts and no desires, which is obviously contrary to Mr.'s philosophy.

It is completely contrary to the rules set by the gentleman.

Broken...disobeying the rules.

Is this body?

How is this possible!

So the general closed his eyes again and began to examine himself.

For the past five hundred years, we have been adhering to the eternity of no thoughts and no desires.

Today I subconsciously took the old path.

But this path is not what you want.

There are still problems with the operating logic.

It needs to be changed.

'broken...'

"I really didn't understand this before."

"Have I awakened you now?"

"Hiss, what a sin."

Looking at the general who closed his eyes again.

Yingda thought to himself that something bad had happened.

"Well done, Yingda."

"I'll give you an extra meal tonight."

Looking at this scene, a smile appeared on Meng Xing's face, who had a premonition.

The general is too introverted.

For five hundred years, he has been sitting in the castle tower and never goes out.