Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 92 Cao Bailu's Inner Monologue
Late at night, inside the Xishu Imperial Palace.

The old emperor who had been approving memorials in the middle of the night suddenly fell headlong on the desk and never woke up again.

The one who arrived afterward was our Eldest Prince Liu Ying.

Liu Ying looked at the old emperor who was not moving, and fell into deep thought.

He beckoned, and a confidant guard he had trained for many years flashed out from the shadows.

"That puppet player is dead?" Liu Ying said expressionlessly.

"Yes, I just received the news that Mr. Chen lost to Cao Bailu and died,"

"Well, let's go," Liu Ying nodded, signaling the guards to stay in the dark
"Yes,"

Liu Ying looked at the corpse of the old emperor in front of him, smiled and said to himself: "I was surprised enough to hear the news that you entered the capital. I never thought that you, a great soul master who can't practice, would kill lost my three right-hand men."

"Until now, there is no further information about your location. Teacher, teacher, you really gave me a problem,"

Liu Ying simply removed the old emperor's body and began to review the memorial by himself.

"At first, I wanted to say that at least this puppet retains some of the abilities it had when I was alive, and it can also help me with some unimportant political affairs. Now it seems that I'm afraid I will be exhausted in the future,"

"Those three rubbish are real, don't you know how to act together? They have to separate and give away their heads, what the hell?"

Liu Ying casually tore up a certain memorial in her hand, and then looked at the next one.

As the new emperor of a country, he has too many things to deal with.

Not to mention the well-known truth that caused the officials of Western Shu to obey his orders, and not to mention that the forces from all walks of life that have not yet been fully absorbed make him unable to govern the country, but only his whereabouts so far The unknown sixth brother is always adding to his heart.

Liu Ying didn't think much, and reviewed the memorial carefully.

"I really don't know how much surprise Teacher Bailu will give me."

Looking at the dark sky outside the window, Liu Ying seemed to be thinking about something.

He skillfully dipped the wolf hair in his hand with a new round of ink, and heavily approved a memorial in his hand.

"Listen to the order," Liu Ying suddenly looked at the shadow beside him.

"Show the portrait of Cao Bailu to that old actor in the Central Sichuan Theater. I remember that he still owes us a great favor in Xishu,"

"If you kill Cao Bailu, you won't have to repay the favor,"

"Yes!"

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Cao Bailu was sitting by the side of the street.

The only remaining hand held a cup of hot tea.

[Okay, let's make things clear now. 】

[Why the hell do I have to play two games in a row?It's fine if I have one arm, after all, this is a spiritual body, and it's still round, but why, what the hell did you go through to let me take over two such heavy-tasting battles? 】

[Is there still Wang Fa?Is there still a law? 】

[The quality of the fight against the Qin Demon was pretty good, and the two sides fought back and forth, but the next two rounds, weren't they abusive? 】

[Not to mention the direct collapse of the combat power system, it is a miracle that no readers have complained about you yet. 】

[Oh, yes, you don't have any readers, so it's okay. 】

[You fucking have to consider my feelings even if you don't have readers!You come to try these two games?It's Qimen Dunjia and a puppet. If it weren't for my mental endurance, it would have been broken on the spot! 】

[The corpse water and bloody water in that room, the rotten smell in that room, you go in and try it?You go in and try it! 】

[My ugly words are up front. In Xixuan's world, I really can't be considered a good thing, and indeed I'm just a supporting role, but in "Douluo Continent: Flying Thunder God", I'm the fucking protagonist! 】

【main character!Do you understand the protagonist?I beg you to be alone and let me take a break!In two days, I will have to fight Oscar in the early morning! 】

[You arranged the plot so tightly, what should the audience do if they don't get used to it! ? 】

[Oh, you don't have an audience, that's okay. 】

[Then you should think about it for me, okay? ! !Grass! ! ! 】

[At this point, apart from Hualou, there is also the most famous Chuanzhong Theater in Old Xishu, which is still open. I will go there now to listen to a midnight show!Your next chapter will directly write about my actions tomorrow morning!understand! ? 】

【Let me relax! ! !Please be yourself! ! ! 】

[That's it, I'm down, the protagonist's waste panel doesn't talk about it, and he's often pissed off and has a lot of shit, why can't he be beaten No. 1, if you arrange a battle scene for me again, I'll go straight through the fourth side The wall comes over and blows your dog's head off, you know? 】

[Believe it or not, my mother asked Huang Yehu to be your protagonist!At that time, the protagonist of the whole chapter will not say more than three sentences, do you believe it!Where can you find a protagonist like me with a low salary and a high rate of return?Cherish me, okay? ! ! 】

[Going to the theater, goodbye! ! ! 】

After drinking the hot tea in his cup, Cao Bailu looked at the sky and decided to listen to the midnight music of the famous Sichuan Central Theater in Xishu.

　It will be longer tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)