Reincarnation Master

　　 The Headquarters of No Light Society suffered a disaster today.

　　Weird disaster!

　　 The huge building was sealed with all exits, and the interior seemed to be turned into a maze.

　　 There are screams from time to time.

　　 At the end, there was only a dead silence.

　　 Such a dead silence is the most frightening, because it means that the living person is almost dead.

　　 Large meeting room.

　　 "The people who are still alive are here, right?"

　　 Simon glanced around, and suddenly felt an urge to cry.

　　 Such a big headquarters, now there are a dozen living people left here.

　　 Beikuo kills people too quickly, and runs away every time he sees him, so Simon finally has to give up and choose this conference room to shelter some people.

　　 "That thing hasn't gone yet!"

　　 The door was suddenly opened, and Du Shisan and Wu Qiyuan walked in: "It doesn't seem to kill us, it's a bit unwilling..."

　　 "President!"

　　Dox XIII looked at each other with several high-level people around him: "We think you should be responsible for this matter!"

　　 "Oh? How do you want me to be responsible?"

　　 Simon smelled a dangerous smell, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he played with the dagger in his hand.

　　 "At least...Take us out first, President, are you right?" Wu Qiyuan laughed and came out to make a round.

"Do you know that we almost died just now? That thing has grown very fast, and now ordinary people in charge may not be its opponent..." Du Shisan's face was ugly: "Moreover, we died so many People must have revenge!"

　　‘A bunch of useless things, only to blame...’

　　 Simon felt a little bored, but knew that he really couldn't leave it alone, otherwise his heart would dissipate, and his shameless meeting would be over.

　　 He thought for a while and said, "Now that everyone is here, let's go out first. I will fix the things here."

　　 At this time, even if you are afraid of the notebook, you must use it.

　　 Long before the experiment, Simon left Beikuo's blood just in case.

　　 He took out a light yellow map and dripped a drop of blood on it. As the rough lines changed, everyone in the conference room felt a sudden change in the surroundings.

　　From the original large conference room, came to another empty mountain.

　　 Looking down from this position, the former headquarters just fell into my eyes.

　　 "It should be safe now."

　　 Simon said lightly, opening the black notebook and preparing to write Beikuo's name.

　　 "President...Is this the book of curses? This weird thing is too dangerous, I think... we better keep it together."

　　 A high-level executive's eyes flashed and suddenly asked.

　　 The top management of the Wuguanghui could see clearly that Simon had already controlled many people with this book of curses.

　　 After a while, they may be pushed out of the core of rights.

　　Instead of doing that, it's better to take advantage of this now, when Simon is doing something wrong suddenly.

　　 At the very least, we must also fight for the right to use it together. With the special nature of this notebook, it might really be possible to build Mouguanghui into an organization of the size of a secret agency.

"I agree!"

　　Dox Thirteen immediately expressed his attitude.

　　 "A bunch of trash! Don't dare to face the weirdness, but dare to attack me! Betray me?" Simon's expression became very strange: "Are you ready for all death?"

　　 "Simon, even if you are strong, we are not afraid of you!" Du Shisan had already torn his face, and simply did it to the end: "Hand over that book, and we still recognize you as the president!"

　　 "A chairperson who has been emptied?"

　　 Simon's expression is cold: "It seems that I should solve you more than solve Beikuo... Maybe I shouldn't take you away, I should let you stay at the headquarters... But it is not too late."

　　 He took out a few test tubes, which contained black and red liquid.

　　 That is blood!

　　 As long as it is blood, no matter how long it has passed, it can be used to curse. This Simon has already tested it.

　　‘Impossible! ’

　　 Poison Thirteen looked at this scene, his eyes suddenly widened: "This is...our blood? Damn, you promised..."

　　 "It seems that you are not stupid enough to collect your blood secretly, but before I got the notebook, you didn't protect yourself so tightly..."

　　 Simon had already opened the distance with a strange map at this time, with a sneer: "Now... kneel down and beg me, I might consider giving you a chance to survive."

　　 "Don't believe him, those must be fake." Du Shisan shouted bitterly.

　　 "Very well, how do I see you die?"

　　 Simon quickly wrote the name of Poison Thirteen, with a happy expression on his face, he was going to kill the monkeys and fix the group of people.

　　 Although the lack of light will suffer a heavy loss this time, as long as the most elite sword-bearer is still there, it is not a particularly big loss. The shelf is still there, and it can be set up.

　　 "He... cursed me!"

　　 "Fight with him!"

　　 Poison Thirteen felt cold in his heart, and rushed over with red eyes.

　　 On his right arm, the tattoo is already covered with vines all over his body. This is ignoring the sequelae and negative effects, desperately urging the weird things.

　　 It seems that he is very clear that Simon has really collected his own blood in secret.

　　 Simon evaded indifferently, and didn't fight with poison thirteen.

　　 He is not very clear about the hidden power of the other party's strange things, but if you want to deal with the sword bearer, cursing far is the best way, because you never know whether the other party has the ability to pull you to die together!

　　 One minute passed, two minutes passed...

　　 Poison Thirteen is still alive~www.wuxiaspot.com~Wu Qiyuan and other high-level expressions are a bit wrong.

　　 At this time, Wu Qiyuan gritted his teeth and said: "Today has a showdown, then help the old poison, otherwise none of us will have a good fruit..."

　　 "Are you okay?"

　　 Simon was the one who was the most surprised, blurted out: "Have you changed your name?"

　　 The book of curses requires the blood and name of the target. This curse is easy to crack, just change the name.

　　 Therefore, Simon directly sealed the participants in the previous experiment, thinking that he had protected the curse rules very well.

　　 He couldn't think of breaking his head, Poison Thirteen... He didn't change his name at all!

　　 It is the notebook in his hand, or Fangxian, who is really pitting him!

　　 "I want to make it clear, we are not suitable, so let's divide it!"

　　 In the notebook, Fang Xian thought calmly.

　　 What he needs is someone who often goes in and out of strange events and can bring him a lot of spirituality.

　　As a deterrent weapon in Simon's hands, it is too leisurely and the income is too low.

　　 Fangxian looked at the name of Du Shisan and stopped the curse of traits.

　　 If Simon knew all this, 80% of them would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

　　 He is having a showdown with the high-level officials. Originally, as long as he cursed Poison Thirteen and slaughtered him, he could immediately suppress the rebellion. .

　　 It turned out... but it was bloodied.

　　 Many high-level leaders rebelled together, even if he mastered three weird things, he still couldn't bear it...