peerless teacher

"Ha ha!"

Liang Jumu was completely calm while dodging.

Sun Mo seized an opportunity and was about to attack, when a thin needle shot over.

call out!

Sun Mo's cheek was scratched.

"cut!"

Liang Jumu pouted, this Sun Mo reacted very quickly.

"shit!"

Sun Mo finally realized how tricky the enemy is. Now he can no longer judge whether the enemy's weakness is real or a trap designed to lure him into the bait.

"Unfortunately, my new puppet doesn't have a soul yet, otherwise you would be dead by now."

Liang Jumu was very sorry, and Helian Beifang was also rescued. If he wanted to find such a young and fresh soul in the future, he didn't know that he would have to wait until the year of the monkey.

Eh?

Wait, under Sun Mo's sect, I heard that there are two good students who can be captured, stripped of their souls, and injected into puppets.

Anyway, his identity has been exposed, so it doesn't matter if he does something bad.

Liang Jumu is very experienced. While dealing with Sun Mo, he can also observe the battle situation on the Huamu puppet's side. That dung beetle is a bit powerful.

"Hey, I'm a double master of psychics and puppetry, do you want to follow me?"

Liang Jumu recruited: "If you follow this guy, you will have no future."

"Can you eat brain pulp?"

asked the scarab.

"Ha ha!"

Liang Jumu was happy: "Of course it is possible. Even if you are caught, it doesn't matter. I am a master of darkness. If I am not evil, I am sorry for this title."

"How? Do you want to follow me?"

Liang Jumu raised the conditions: "You can sign an equal contract. Whenever you are not satisfied, you can leave at any time."

Liang Jumu was very insidious. Even if the scarab couldn't be recruited by these words, it could be shaken and it wouldn't use all its strength.

"Conditions are attractive!"

Scarab pouted: "But I refuse."

"why?"

Liang Jumu frowned. He could tell that the contract Sun Mo signed with this dung beetle was not a life and death contract, nor was it a slavery contract, so even if Sun Mo died, the scarab would be fine, so basically, Scarabs are not desperate.

Chapter 711 From now on, you are my Holy Pharaoh!

"First, your knowledge is too shallow!"

Scarab despised: "I must reiterate, I am a scarab, the patron saint of Egypt, not a dung beetle!"

Liang Jumu frowned, a little angry, what the hell is Egypt?And scarabs?How dare a worm hang on the word 'Holy'?

In Middle-earth Kyushu, for famous teachers, the word 'Holy' has great meaning and cannot be desecrated.

"Second, there is no future for following you. My master may not be number one in the world, but at least he has to be born out of nowhere to be stunning. You are so big and you are not famous yet. Why should I follow you? Eat shit ?"

The scarab pouted.

"Of course, the most important thing is that you are too ugly."

Sun Mo couldn't help but glanced at the scarab, but didn't realize that you are still Yan Kong?

Speaking of eating shit?

Old Jia, you still say you are not a dung beetle?

"Die to me!"

Liang Jumu is annoyed, he will kill you first.

Since the tactics are useless, let's fight hard!

Lao Tzu is a famous teacher of darkness, who is afraid of whom?

"Hua Manyue, stop playing, kill this worm."

Liang Jumu urged.

The offensive of the flower puppet became fierce in an instant.

"Want to kill me?"

The scarab also grinned grimly, threatening: "Hmph, you people of the dark dawn will all die!"

After finishing speaking, the Scarab looked at Sun Mo, licked his face, and said flatteringly.

"Master, how is my operation? Is it worth a hundred brains?"

"..."

Liang Jumu was dumbfounded.

What about the patron saint of Egypt?

Your slavish kneeling appearance is very much like those castrated eunuchs in the palace, and you are also the head eunuch who climbed up all the way, otherwise, flattery would never be like this.

"You can eat as many brains as you can kill."

Sun Mo didn't care anymore, anyway, he was being generous to others.

"Master is wise!"

The scarab cheered, and when it faced the puppet, it sent a message from its soul: "Hey, human, do you want revenge? I can temporarily remove his control over you!"

The Huamu puppet who was attacking immediately trembled, but because of the existence of the contract, she couldn't disobey Liang Jumu's order at all.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as you think!"

As the scarab spoke, the huge single horn on its forehead suddenly crackled, flashing a black electric arc, and then with a bang, a thick bolt of lightning shot out and hit the flower puppet.

On the other side, Liang Jumu's head shook, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer.

"3 minutes of freedom, you can now take revenge."

After the scarab finished speaking, the Huamu puppet suddenly turned around and flew towards Liang Jumu.

"Damn!"

Liang Jumu scolded: "Hua Manyue, you forgot your love for me? You forgot my kindness for you? I cured your body so that you can live forever and stay by my side."

"But I never said I would be your puppet."

A sharp voice suddenly retorted.

Sun Mo immediately looked at the scarab, because it was responsible for the voice.

"She is so excited now that she can't speak. She wished that this guy would kill the whole family, so I will help with a line."

Scarab explained.

"Liang Jun, I am infatuated with you, but you repay me in this way?"

The voice of the flower puppet is a thousand times better than that of the scarab.

"Heal my body? I realized later that it was just a trick set up by you and that doctor, just to make me willingly inject my soul into this puppet."

"Liang Jumu, you are so cruel!"

The Huamu puppet attacked violently, even if it died, it would die with Liang Jumu.

Snapped!

Sun Mo took advantage of this opportunity to blow up the mechanism mouse.

"Pharaoh, how do you know their stories?"

Sun Mo was curious.

I thought it was a love story that could sing and cry, but I didn't expect it to have such a dark side hidden.

"I am proficient in all kinds of soul magic. In terms of our western countries, I am a master of black magic."

The scarab was very proud: "By devouring the brains, I can obtain the memories and knowledge of the corpses, and instantly master their language."

Sun Mo frowned: "Doesn't that mean that the more brains you devour and the stronger you become, the stronger you will be?"

"It must, otherwise why can I become the patron saint of Egypt?"

When Scarab said this, his tone was full of arrogance.

Once upon a time, the scarab also served as the important task of inheriting the knowledge of Egypt. It can be said that the scarab is Egypt. As long as it is alive, this country will not perish.

Because whether a country exists or not depends on civilization, and the scarab itself is the carrier of civilization.

As long as the scarab is willing, it can even gather its people to build a brand new Egypt in this strange eastern capital.

Different races?

It's ok!

Children don't understand anything, and as long as the scarab brainwashes them from childhood, they will firmly believe that they are Egyptians.

Sun Mo was silent. He obviously thought of this. As an oriental, although he is not a racist, he does not want a country with other civilizations to stand on his land.

"Uh!"

The scarab suddenly realized that he had talked too much, this human being seemed to be messing with himself, should he give in and beg for mercy?

Show that you have no heart?

"Pharaoh, don't worry, I won't execute you!"

Sun Mo comforted.

"Master, you are so kind!"

The scarab was grateful, but obviously disbelieving in his expression.

"I am a flower planter, so I still have enough room for people. Now, you can be regarded as a patron saint in exile, right? If one day you can't go back, I will allow you to build your family in this country. civilization, continue your torch."

Sun Mo was not joking.

Perhaps this country can bring new enlightenment to the Eastern world, of course, it may also be a bad thing, but that is something for future generations to worry about.

What does Sun Mo hate the most?

It is the kind of war that massacres cities and genocide, and it is the kind of war that takes killing as a pleasure.

The value of a civilization is immeasurable.

Sun Mo wants the knowledge of Egypt, but thinking about it with his knees, he knows that even if the scarab has no integrity, it will never compromise on this matter, so it is better to let it establish a country, and then slowly embrace it.

"I seem a little shameless?"

Sun Mo curled his lips: "From today onwards, you will be my Holy Pharaoh!"

The scarab was taken aback for a moment, then knelt down, with a voice like a bell.

"As you wish, my master!"

One person and one worm, with uncertain thoughts and ideas, but a preliminary contractual relationship was established.

"This is your first battle, and I will leave it to you!"

Sun Mo joked.

"Fight for you, my master!"

The Holy Pharaoh didn't seem to be joking at all. After he finished speaking solemnly, he stood up again and faced Liang Jumu.

hum!

At the feet of the Holy Pharaoh, a black halo suddenly spread out, and waves of black mist, like tides, radiated to the surroundings.