Qin Mo didn't know what Emperor Qin meant.

But based on Qin Mo's years of fooling people...hehe, many years of experience in proficiency in phonetics, this reaction of Emperor Qin is very abnormal.

When Qin Mo turned around and thought about the whole thing, he felt that there were too many things wrong.

Especially, that sentence.

"Who is the descendant of my Emperor Qin is not your final decision, but I am the final decision!"

And he was not scolding Qin's deputy executive for his behavior or misconduct... When Qin Mo calmed down from the panic just now, he realized that the confusion of things might be far beyond his imagination.

After he thought about all this clearly and then went to see Emperor Qin's back, Qin Mo couldn't help but feel a little cold on his back and swallowed with difficulty.

"Please sit."

Emperor Qin smiled and turned around, pointing to the chair beside him.

Qin Mo hesitated for a while and sat obediently on the chair, like a primary school student in the exam room, extremely well-behaved.

Emperor Qin walked up to the platform, sat on the dragon throne, and lay down lazily.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Mo sitting there carefully. Qin Mo couldn't help but lower his head by his sharp eyes... The man lying on the dragon throne seemed to be able to see through everything about him.

"The Temple of the Dead is divided into ten dead zones, among which the leaders of the six dead zones are Chinese."

Suddenly, in the empty hall, Emperor Qin slowly spoke, and his voice echoed, "This is mainly due to the fact that China is one of the four oldest countries in this world, and it has a history that has never been cut off."

"Among these ten leaders, there are the ancestors of the Mongols, Genghis Khan; Napoleon, the founder of the First French Empire; there are also three people who divide a large area of ​​war and death, Wei, Shu and Wu..." "The world of undead, after all, gathers all the outstanding outstanding people from ancient times to the present."

"Those guys who were once powerful in the real world are still powerful in the undead world, while those little people who live in the real world, even those who cannot survive in the real world, will still face difficulties in life and even die twice when they come here."

"But..." Emperor Qin paused for a moment, his sharp eyes stared at Qin Mo, saying word by word, "No matter whether it is small or powerful, whether it is the leader of the deceased area, or the common people living here, they cannot escape the top, the founder of the system..." "Lord of the Palace of the Dead! The Emperor of the Heavenly Heaven!!"

"We seemingly powerful people may not be anything to his eyes."

"Or it is probably the one who understands people's hearts the most. He divides the undead world into regions, and fights and fights each other, and there will always be entanglements, and his status can always be consolidated."

Qin Mo couldn't help swallowing.

He really couldn't think of why Emperor Qin said so much to him, and he didn't ask at all.

So much so that he didn't know how to answer, and even asked questions carefully.

"Can't people overthrow him alone?"

Qin Mo whispered.

Emperor Qin was slightly stunned and couldn't help laughing, "What are you kidding!"

"The Holy Emperor of Heaven is a powerful force who created the world in ancient times!"

"He created the rules of death and managed the huge temple of the Dead with his own death!"

"Do you know, how many gods he has under his command over the past thousands of years?"

Qin Mo was completely stunned and asked blankly, "God... God General?

More powerful than an immortal?”

"Immortal?"

Emperor Qin couldn't help laughing, "In ancient times, there was extremely abundant spiritual energy, and it was a place for extremely civilized cultivation of immortals. The so-called immortals were as numerous as cows. In that era of brilliant cultivation of immortals, immortals were considered the lowest standard for immortals, but..." Emperor Qin recalled the beginning and sighed, "I can never go back to that era."

"The Immortal God Well has been opened, can't I go back?"

Qin Mo asked.

Emperor Qin shook his head, "The Immortal God Well is just a false spiritual age, and does not belong to the true benign spiritual era."

"In ancient times, in our era, oxygen and spiritual energy in the spiritual era could coexist and merge. People could use spiritual energy to breathe. There is no such thing as eliminating ordinary people."

"A man-forced opening of the Immortal God Well will eventually bring disaster to the world."

Qin Mo was silent.

He has no choice but to be in the undead world, and no one will say anything to Emperor Qin.

"The undead does not have the saying of reproduction."

Emperor Qin seemed to say that he was addicted to himself, "And for the undead, the so-called newcomer is the one who just died, and this is the newborn in the undead world."

"Perhaps, at the beginning, the Holy Emperor Yutian had a good mind, and wanted the dead souls to have a happy place to settle down, so he created the Temple of the Dead, giving the undead space to live."

"But thousands of years!"

“Who can know?

Life is just a few decades, and the mind and nature will change with age, let alone thousands of years.”

"He now only wants to develop the undead world..." "And the top priority of development is reproduction! Only then can there be a future!"

"Then you can only die more people."

The figure of Emperor Qin slowly stood up.

Qin Mo suddenly felt that when he stood up, the huge shadow seemed to cover him.

"So..." Emperor Qin's eyes seemed to have ignited flames, and Qin Mo, who was reflected in his eyes, seemed to be burning on this flame.

"He looks forward to the opening of the Immortal God Well!"

"I also hope that the Immortal God Well will never close!"

"The false spiritual age will eventually lead to the demise of all mankind, and the undead world will inevitably pour into hundreds of millions of newborns. Human beings will always live in darkness, and will always have only souls and no body..." Emperor Qin's scorching eyes stared at Qin Mo, "I know what you are here to do!"

"I can help you!"

"Just overthrowing the rule of the Lord of the Dead, the spread of real-world war can be stopped."

"What you want is in the hands of the Holy Emperor!"

Qin Mo looked at Emperor Qin in a daze, "I don't understand what you are talking about. I was stabbed to death by that wild bastard."

Emperor Qin seemed to have suddenly been poured with cold water by him and stood there in a daze.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Qin Mo shook his head, "I don't understand at all, what's the fairy god well, what can I do to help me?"

What to help me?

I have a good ancestor like you, which is a great help to me.”

Emperor Qin narrowed his eyes in a complicated way.

"Ha ha!"

Suddenly, he laughed a few times, "So I said, you're amazing!"

"Well!!"

Emperor Qin waved his hand, "What official position do you want! What you want! I will give you whatever you want!!"

Qin Mo was slightly stunned and couldn't help but look at Emperor Qin's dragon throne...
Chapter completed!