I Really Don't Want to Be the Boss

Empress Xiao frowned slightly.

Most leaders don't like subordinates who make their own decisions.

(PS: Thanks to 'Drinking Poisoned Wine with a Smile_' for the reward.)

Chapter 41 I will give them eternal life

"She has just completed Taoism and inherited my karma. Naturally, she has to find a way to repay some."

Wutian explained to Shi Feixuan.

But anyone who cultivates the Tao will feel something in the dark, and understand the cause and effect of Wutian, which cannot be owed.

Because Shi Feixuan comprehended Wutian's decree and made great progress in Taoism, she would naturally have a corresponding feeling.

After weighing it, coming to Korea to earn military merit is an excellent choice for Shi Feixuan.

The movement of an army entering the capital is naturally not small.

Even if there are not many members of this army.

The capital city of Koryo has become Fu Junmao's haunted area, and when Wanwan led the army in, she felt it.

At the top of the mountain of corpses, Fu Junmai, who was dressed in red, was sitting there. When she saw Wanwan and the others, her expression did not change.

However, she still recognized Wanwan, and spoke coldly.

"Wanwan, is that you?"

Although Fu Junmei has become the ghost king, she still has memories of when she was a human being, so she naturally remembers clearly, turning herself into the Wan Wan she is now.

From the perspective of ordinary people, it is difficult to see Fu Junmai.

Therefore, Empress Xiao was able to see those grieving ghosts and Fu Junmai just now with Wutian's help.

Facing Wanwan now, Fu Junmao showed up on his own initiative.

Wanwan is a master of martial arts, although she was still several hundred meters away, she heard what Fu Junmao said clearly.

"I thought that you would become a master of Taoism, but I didn't expect that you would become what you are now?"

Wanwan's expression was a bit complicated.

As she said that, she looked at the countless corpses under Fu Junmao again: "Did you kill all these people?"

"That's right." Fu Junmao smiled confusedly and admitted frankly.

While speaking, she picked up the head of a beautiful woman next to her and looked at it gently.

"Wanwan, I am very grateful to you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"People in the world are afraid of death, but they don't understand death. They don't know that death is just a new beginning. I will give them eternal life."

Saying that, the beauty's head in Fu Junmao's hand showed a creepy smile at Fu Junmao.

No matter how strong-willed the man of steel is, he would probably be frightened by this strange scene.

However, Fu Junmao responded with a gentle smile to the beauty's head.

This kind of Fu Junmei made Wanwan's tyrannical will, which was as steel as iron, sweep away all ghosts and snakes, shaken for a moment.

After a moment of silence, Wan Wan calmed down and asked softly, "Have you killed all the people in Korea?"

"There are some left."

When Fu Junmei faced Wanwan, she had a good conversation, she didn't rush to make a move, but relaxed her attitude, and chatted with Wanwan.

When talking about this topic, Fu Junmao's face revealed a look of confusion.

"I obviously want to give them eternal life, but why don't they understand me? Are they still afraid of me and avoid me?"

"Life and death are just two different ways of living."

"Even if you are alive now, one day, you will die naturally, but if you are killed by me, you can live with me forever."

Judging by Fu Junmao's appearance, she really couldn't understand this question.

"Even the ideology is different from that of human beings?"

Wanwan looked at Fu Junmao very seriously.

Fu Junmao like this really made her feel like she had encountered a natural enemy.

Fu Junmao asked Wanwan again: "Wanwan, what are you doing in Korea?"

"Four conquests of Goryeo!"

Wanwan replied.

Hearing this answer, Fu Junmao couldn't help but said, "You Sui people are really too bad."

"Why don't you allow us Koreans to live a peaceful life?"

She would risk her life to assassinate Yang Guang just for the peace of Goryeo.

Facts have proved that her idea is not wrong. Now, isn't the Sizheng Korea happening again?

Wanwan said sadly: "The price is too high, and the hatred is too deep. If Goryeo is not destroyed, I will feel uneasy from the emperor to the common people in the Sui Dynasty."

If it was Wanwan before, she probably wouldn't have such an idea at all.

Because in the past, she was just a person from the Jianghu, and her vision was only from the Jianghu of the Sui Dynasty.

At that time, she thought that fighting was a matter for the emperor and the officials, and if she lost a battle, it had nothing to do with her.

Anyway, this world is the world after all, as for the dead, people die every day, and there are various ways to die.

However, after entering the court, Wanwan's vision grew wider and wider, and she also had a corresponding sense of responsibility.

The four expeditions to Korea are just Yang Guang's obsession.

The hatred between Sui people and Goryeo could not be resolved for a long time.

After finishing speaking, Wanwan looked around again and said.

"However, looking at it now, Goryeo has perished in your hands."

"Gorea did not perish. Those people I killed were just changing their way of existence."

Fu Junmao's tone was very calm.

After her words fell, the grieving ghosts struggling and howling inside the corpse all broke free from their restraints and flew into the sky.

All of a sudden, ghosts and shadows filled the sky, wailing unceasingly.

Even a master-level martial artist, in such an environment, feels that the blood in his body is almost frozen, and even his own will can't help being in a trance.

"Five hundred arhats, form an array!"

Wanwan yelled.

Those resentful ghosts surrounding her were rushed by her shout and ran away screaming.

Hearing the order, the five hundred arhats burst out with all their blood and energy, and formed a formation, yelling at Fu Junmao and the ghosts in the sky.

"upbraid--"

The sound waves roll.

This roar of righteousness distorted the air in the sky, and the blood cloud that covered the sky and the sun tended to disperse under this roar.

However, just when those blood clouds were about to dissipate, there was a terrifying murderous and evil spirit erupting from Fu Junmao's body.

The murderous and baleful aura on her body had already condensed into substance, not only suppressed the five hundred arhats, but also made those grieving ghosts who had been severely injured recover back to life.

The blood cloud that was about to disperse in the sky also gathered again.

"Great!"

Wanwan couldn't help but praise.

At the foot of Emperor Stepping Peak, the roar of the five hundred arhats made the earth tremble and the mountains shook. Even Ning Daoqi, who was flying in the air, was roared by the five hundred arhats and fell from the sky.

The whole person is even more forgetful, completely powerless to fight back.

But now, Fu Junmao, as a ghost, easily resolved the roar of five hundred arhats bursting out with all their blood.

After the five hundred arhats roared, their faces were a little pale, their spirits were low, and they looked exhausted.

Fu Junmao stood on the mountain of corpses, beckoning to let those resentful ghosts return to the corpses, then she looked at Wanwan and the five hundred arhats with a cold face: "You all go to die!"

As he spoke, Fu Junmao waved his hand.

The sea of ​​blood is surging.

A turbulent sea of ​​blood appeared out of thin air behind Fu Junmao, and then, the sea of ​​blood rushed towards Wanwan and five hundred arhats.

Although Wanwan didn't know Fu Junmao's moves, after seeing the sea of ​​blood, she felt a warning sign in her heart and knew that she should not touch it.

"Wutian Supreme Cassock——"

(PS: Thanks for the reward of 'ruined youth and broken heart'.)

Chapter 42 The second form of the Emperor of Heaven, fists suppressing mountains and rivers

Wanwan tossed the Wutian Supreme cassock into the sky.

After hanging in the air, golden light bloomed on Wutian Supreme's cassock, protecting Wanwan and the others, as well as the five hundred arhats.

The sea of ​​blood washed away, but was blocked by the golden light.

"What power is this?"

Fu Junmao solemnly looked at the cassock of Wutian Supreme that released the golden light, and took back the sea of ​​blood.

At this time, Wanwan was also shocked by the power of Wutian Supreme's cassock.

She jumped up and stood on the horse.

The Wutian Supreme's cassock hanging in the air fell down and draped over Wanwan's body.