Doomsday Star Crystal: I have a contracted beast army

"Please also ask my adoptive father to tell me how to get to the original place."

Zhao Yin clasped his fists and bowed deeply to the King of Books.

He still doesn't want to break his promise to Emma.

Even if it means fighting for this clone's death, he won't hesitate.

Not only because of Emma, ​​but also because of the dead old cripple.

The King of Books stared, watching the rise and fall of Zhao Yin's chest.

He has already stated his interests. Is this kid a stubborn donkey?

He yelled loudly: "Zhao Yin, no matter who is complicit in your conspiracy, he will be a traitor to the human race. Take these extraordinary wines back and treat them like today. You and I have never met!"

"Father, my name is Zhang Dongliang, I have nothing to do with Zhao Yin!"

The next moment, Zhao Yin slowly stood up straight and removed the effect of the Sky Demon Mask.

His appearance and aura slowly changed, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into Zhang Dongliang.

"Your Majesty's adopted son is called Zhao Yin, and I, Zhang Dongliang, have nothing to do with my adopted father!"

The King of Books was stunned and finally understood something.

"Are you just a clone?"

Although the SSS-level soul-splitting ability is extremely rare, it has not never appeared in the long history.

The King of Books once asked Wang Xiaolei that Zhao Yin not only obtained the SSS-level self-healing ability from Emma, ​​but also possessed an extremely powerful beast-controlling ability!

Unexpectedly, the boy in front of me actually mastered the SSS-level power of splitting souls!

"Your Majesty, I have made up my mind, please tell me where the initial place is!"

Zhao Yin cloned himself, cupped his fists and bowed deeply again.

"Boy, don't tell me that you just saved my life. Even if you want to kill me or make me rebel against the clan, it's absolutely impossible!"

The king of writers raised his hand and quickly wrote the word "pass" in the air.

The next moment, the word 'pass' turned into a force of transmission, wrapping Zhao Yin and the three large barrels of white fruit wine.

Zhao Yin felt his body light up and appeared outside the small courtyard.

"Master!"

Corpse Demon Zhang Jie saw Zhao Yin appearing and smiled on his face.

Zhao Yin saw the surrounding scenery clearly and immediately walked towards the small courtyard.

The next moment, a strong force came.

The defensive shield previously released by the scribe king manifested again, instantly sending Zhao Yin's body flying out.

Zhao Yin turned over and landed on the ground, feeling a surge of blood in his chest.

He suppressed the backlash and shouted into the courtyard: "Your Majesty!"

No one paid attention to it. Obviously, the King of Writers did not intend to discuss it.

Zhao Yin felt helpless and looked at the white fruit wine beside him.

"Your Majesty, you don't care about the relationship between father and son, but I can't help but care about the relationship between father and son."

While sighing, Zhao Yin took out three more barrels of white fruit wine and placed them outside the door of the small courtyard together with the previous three barrels.

"Zhao Yin has gone. We have to say goodbye today. I may not be able to see you and my son again."

There was sadness in his tone, he turned around and took the corpse demon Zhang Jie with him, and slowly walked away: "I wish my adoptive father to forever rule the human race and be immortal forever!"

He didn't think about it anymore. Six barrels of white fruit wine were worthy of being called a foster father.

Zhao Yin walked straight out of the military camp, went to the teleportation array, and teleported to the Blue Armor Fortress...

At this moment, the king of books is still standing under the old pear tree.

There was a hint of complexity in his vicissitudes of life.

"Your Majesty!"

An old servant appeared behind the King of Books.

"What happened to this kid?" The King of Books murmured.

"You are so young, but you may seem ruthless, but in fact you are very loyal!"

"Stepping into the initial place, under the emperor, there will be no life or death!"

"I'm afraid I can't stop him from dying!"

The old servant said: "The king is so worried. Even if he gets the space coordinates of the original place, no one in the entire human race, all the powerful people who have the power of the space system, will dare to help him step there! After all, he is just from a low level. Extraordinary civilization, insufficient strength!”

The King of Books sighed: "Do you know why I was severely injured by a corrupt god in the land of dreams?"

The old servant was stunned.

The King of Books continued: "Senior Cangtian secretly sealed my storage space, making it impossible to obtain extraordinary supplies, let alone heal my wounds, and even some of my personal equipment cannot be used!"

The old servant suddenly raised his head.

The King of Writers smiled bitterly again: "Senior Cangtian, she is not giving up!"

"She didn't want to disobey the emperor's order, but she secretly supported Emma and let others betray the clan on her behalf!"

"What I'm most worried about is that Senior Cangtian is different from us. She...she doesn't care about anyone's life or death!"

…

Zhao Yin returned to Lanjia Fortress and entered the Beicheng garbage dump.

"Mr. Zhao, Your Majesty the King of Writers, have you been told everything?"

Zhao Yin shook his head and walked into his room without saying a word.

Along the way, he had figured out that going to the Beginning Land was his own business.

The King of Books has no reason or responsibility to bear the crime of treason with himself.

No one has a reason!

"Emma, ​​it's not that I don't keep my promise, it's that my abilities are limited!"

Zhao Yin couldn't help but sigh. Too many things had happened recently, which made him feel overwhelmed.

At this moment, a sweet female voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"Do you really want to go to the original land?"

Zhao Yin's hair stood on end and he turned around suddenly.

A woman of unparalleled youthfulness, dressed in a beautiful yellow robe, was lying on the bed where Zhao Yin usually slept.

A pair of slender legs seemed to have been deliberately separated from the thin yellow robe, and the white was dazzling.

It was Su Xuan's girlfriend who had just celebrated her sixtieth birthday.

Zhao Yin remembered clearly that when he came in earlier, there was no one else in the room.

At this time, the door was still closed, and he could not feel the fluctuations of space transmission.

"Greetings, senior!" Zhao Yin hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed.

The woman smiled lightly, one hand lazily supporting her chin, and the other hand holding an exquisite white jade cup.

In the cup was the half bottle of ginkgo wine that Zhao Yin kept in the room.

"Su Xuan calls you big brother, so I should call you big brother too."

Her voice was so enchanting that it could make any man obsessed.

Zhao Yin's heart was beating wildly, and fear and heat spread together.

But he knew that dumplings could not be eaten casually.

Especially poisonous dumplings.

"May I ask my brother... sister-in-law!" Zhao Yin stuttered: "You came here, what's the matter?"

She lazily put down the wine glass, supported her arm, slowly sat up, and her collar fell.

Half of the perfect Hunyuan was about to come out.

"I found some things. Maybe my brother accidentally lost them."

After she finished speaking, she did not use any storage equipment, and a piece of talisman paper appeared beside her pillow.

On the talisman paper, there were runes of various colors, including gold, black, green, gray...

Colorful, every bit of color exuded vigorous blood.

All of them were the blood of powerful aliens, giving Zhao Yin the feeling that they were all from demigods!

Zhao Yin opened the Sky-peeping Eye, but he could not read any information, only a string of question marks.

He was about to ask, but when he looked up, there was no woman on the bed.

If it were not for the talisman paper and the wine glass he had just used, it would be as if she had never been here.

Zhao Yin stepped forward, picked up the talisman paper, and as soon as his fingertips touched it, the talisman paper burned.

The next moment, a dark light spot appeared in the room, and then, it was like a storm.

The tables, chairs, benches, bedding, pillows, wooden beds in the room...suspended in the air, compressed at a rapid speed visible to the naked eye...

and quickly sank into the black light spot.

The room didn't calm down until Zhao Yin's figure also disappeared.

"Master!"

Zhang Jie, the corpse demon outside, heard the noise and hurriedly opened the door.

Zhao Yin's room was already empty, everything disappeared.