The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

The almighty master of the last days is raising buns in the interstellar ()

Above the stronghold, Leng Zheng'ao overlooked the crowd suddenly pouring out from below through the floating car window.

That black head made one's scalp numb unconsciously.

Faced with such a scene, Leng Zheng'ao suddenly felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

At the same time, there is a little unknown tension.

He knew that this was the weakness of his soul.

After all, I lived for nearly twenty years in my previous life, and I often faced monsters with no self-thoughts.

When you see a monster, as long as you are not afraid of death, you can rush up and kill it.

But these are living people with their own thoughts and scheming.

Although the original body has long been used to the situation in front of him, he has never faced so many people so high above.

In the past, I was always attached to the boss and the others, being that simple, happy little guy who obeyed orders.

In the past few years when he traveled to the interstellar world and became the Lord of Abyss Hell, he spent a lot of time desperately improving his combat power.

If it is not necessary, he tries to avoid this situation of directly facing his subordinates.

Now, even if it's just for the boss and the warmth of home she gives.

He Leng Zheng'ao had to force himself to face everything in front of him calmly and calmly.

What's more, the number of people below is less than one-thirtieth of the No. 68 star stronghold.

If you don't even dare to face this point in front of your subordinates, how can you have the courage to face the masters of the entire Abyss Prison and the millions of wardens and guards below?

Leng Zheng'ao took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

The young and handsome pseudo-boss of the Abyss Prison will become the real Lord of the Abyss Prison from now on.

The abyss prison that has been out of control for these years must be snatched back bit by bit from these subordinates who have their own ghosts as soon as possible, so as to develop it stronger.

Only in this way can one be qualified to be the backing of the boss.

Even in the face of the Interstellar Lord, they did not show the slightest fear.

While his mind was spinning, some subtle changes took place in Leng Zhengao's aura unknowingly.

In the stronghold square in the cold winter, countless wardens and jailers looked at each other in blank dismay.

Someone was whispering to his companions: Hey, Lao Qu, do you know what's going on?

In the recent period, first a palace master came, and now Lord Prisoner is here again in person.

Why do I feel like there's something wrong here?

What's right and wrong?

The old man bent his shoulders and touched him lightly, and warned in a low voice, It's better for us little people not to guess about the big man's affairs.

Old Qu is right.

Another person echoed in a low voice, What happens to the people above has nothing to do with us little bastards.

Isn't the headquarters of our abyss prison on star 88?

The voice of the first person who spoke was a little lower, Isn't Prison Master usually in charge of the headquarters?

Old Qu: I don't know, since the news about the twin mothers got out, we youngsters are going to suffer.

Anyway, everyone, be careful, and don't let anyone catch you.

Isn't it?

Another person participated in the discussion of these people in a low voice, Actually, even if we find the twin mother, what benefits can we gain?

I heard that several batches of brothers didn't really disappear, but were ordered by the superiors because they were not good at handling things... um.

The person did not say what was said later.

But everyone can understand the movements drawn by the hands.

This made the people who heard these words secretly gasp.

Old Qu was taken aback by his companion's words and actions, and hurriedly lowered his voice and scolded: You are dying? How dare you say such things at a time like this.