Two or three things in the copy

This is a mace full of steel nails, no, it is a Zen staff, if it is hit accurately, it is guaranteed to make a middle-aged man's head explode.

The middle-aged man was also panicked, and hastily turned into a pool of blood and scattered in all directions, narrowly dodging the Zen stick of Monk Miaofa, but even so, the blood that was close was also caught by the Buddhist monk on the Zen stick. The fire of anger was completely burned, which caused him to lose a lot of blood, it was a loss to the end.

The middle-aged man who had regained his adult form also turned paler due to the loss of essence and blood, and he was still panting heavily, as if he was about to die.

Monk Miaofa can't let go of such a good opportunity, he just jumped and slashed over. The King Ming behind him also blessed the Buddha's power. It is still the kind of meat sauce that is as delicate as meat paste.

The face of the middle-aged man changed, and he also knew that if it hit him, he would basically be dead. He didn't know where the skeleton came from. In other words, where did the freak come out, this aura has such a strong strength just after it returns, how strong will it be if it returns to its heyday?

But this is not the time to think about these things. The middle-aged man turned into a phantom of nothingness and fled directly, feeling great hatred in his heart.

One of the true ancestors of his majestic blood clan is now being chased around by people. He thought that he traveled across the ocean and came here to open up his blood clan empire. Although the competition here is fiercer than his hometown, he almost died He was rescued here, but fortunately he gained a firm foothold. The blood empire was not built, but a parliament was built, and then shortly after it was established, the aura declined, causing him to have to enter a deep sleep.

Not long ago, he was awakened by the revived spiritual energy, but the spiritual energy has just returned, which is not enough to bring him back to his prime, which caused him to be chased away by the monk Miaofa.

Fortunately, he turned out to be the True Ancestor of the Blood Race, with great strength, but it's a pity that Monk Miaofa is a skeleton, otherwise, with his ability to control blood, he wouldn't be so embarrassing.

Monk Miaofa saw that the Zen staff was smashed into the air again, and couldn't help becoming more angry. In a fit of anger, he directly threw the Zen staff at the unlucky blood race.

This Zen stick contained the anger of Monk Miaofa, and a large crack was torn in the space, but it recovered quickly.

But this time the middle-aged man couldn't escape the Zen stick of Monk Miaofa. The Zen stick hit the back of the middle-aged man directly, and his whole body turned into a large blood stain and exploded.

After the blood stain exploded, it kept wriggling and retracting, and in an instant, it turned back into a middle-aged person, or an elderly person.

Just now, most of the blood essence in the blood ancestor's body was melted away, so that the strength directly dropped to the bottom.

"I, Ephesus Colemoris, the ancestor of the blood race, I never expected to fall into the hands of a lowly skeleton like you today." The old voice of Ephesus, the ancestor of the blood race and the trembling hands of the middle-aged man He looked extremely bleak.

Monk Miaofa ignored him at all, picked up the collar of the other party's dress, and punched Ephesus directly. Unfortunately, this guy had no blood, otherwise Monk Miaofa's punch would guarantee that Ephesus would know that the flower was gone. Different kind of red.

"Let you run, let you run, and dare to insult Sajia's Dharma, it's absolutely abhorrent." Monk Miaofa punched Ephesus in the face one after another, which made Ephesus terribly painful, and Monk Miaofa also seems to have sealed his abilities, making him unable to use either blood or bat form, which made it impossible for him to escape the fist of Monk Miaofa.

Although using the blood spell again would make Ephesus die faster, it had to be used, although it couldn't be used.

After ten or so punches, Ephesus was beaten to death by Monk Miaofa, and then he shook Ephesus twice who was about to die, and the opponent moved a bit. After confirming that he was not dead, he dragged Ephesus towards Wu Mingkong away from the location.

Wu Mingkong had already set up the pot at this time, and even boiled the water, but the place was a bit shabby, in the courtyard of the manor.

Naturally, the house in the manor can’t stay anymore. The third-grade golden lotus’s way of transcending is a bit violent, all the way on the rampage. In just such a short time, the whole manor has collapsed a lot. As for the Hagui clan, one counts one by one and all of them have been disposed of. , Keeping it is also a scourge.

Of course, there are not only Hagui people here, but also many people who were kidnapped to feed Nelson and the manager whose name he didn't even know. Now they are gathering together to watch Wu Mingkong add seasoning to the pot.

Those who were kidnapped still have lingering fears. They never thought that there are such things as vampires.

"Your Majesty, the little monk Maoxuewang you want has been captured by you." Monk Miaofa blasted away the gravel with one fist and dragged Efes out from the ground. The reason collapsed the house, causing him to be trapped below, and he could only use physical demolition.

When Ephes saw Wu Mingkong, his dying expression immediately turned into widened eyes.

"It's you, the Great Zhou Emperor." Ephesus looked at Wu Mingkong in disbelief. He remembered that this person died back then, and he saw him buried with his own eyes.

Back then, Wu Mingkong was the strongest in the Nine Emperors' Contest for Hegemony. The Dragon King of Nanjian ate whatever he wanted, and Fanghua Tiger peeled whatever he wanted. People can make Zhou Guo and the other eight countries on an equal footing, which is enough to show Wu Mingkong's horror.

But people are still people, and they will die. Wu Mingkong died in a very strange way. At the end of his life, he was finally buried.

Then Zhou Guo disappeared.

As for Ephesus, when he came here, he thought that Zhou Kingdom was a small country, so he wanted to transform all the royal family into his blood slaves, but Wu Mingkong beat him into a concussion before entering the palace, and his wings were torn off. It's not that he runs fast, maybe he was made into a bloody man at the beginning, how can he wait until today.

After Wu Mingkong recalled Wu Mingkong's existence in this world, he suddenly realized: "Aren't you just a wild chicken who ran away back then? Let me tell you, where did Maoxuewang come from?"

Ephesus turned pale, and Wu Mingkong really wanted to eat him back then.

"Your Majesty, we meet old friends, you think we might as well sit down and talk in detail." Ephesus didn't expect that Wu Mingkong didn't die, was it so terrifying?

"Who is an old friend with you, I am the one who asked you to come here." Wu Mingkong has a black line, what the hell is this, a moving Maoxuewang still calls him an old friend, that is Ephesus in its heyday, isn't it? Hairy blood is prosperous, that is also a free-range chicken.

Monk Miaofa carried Ephesus and was about to stuff it into the pot in front of Wu Mingkong, which frightened Efes so much that he kept struggling.

Before, I thought that the emperor who was loyal to Monk Miaofa might be a certain undead king, but I never thought that it was Wu Mingkong, the Lord of Zhou, so there was really no room for negotiation.

Being moody and unreliable is Wu Mingkong's characteristic, not to mention that he is a true ancestor of the blood clan, even the local sects and aristocratic families know Wu Mingkong's character.

"Wait, Your Majesty, I am one of the thirteen members of the Blood Council. You can't eat me. If you eat me, the ancestor will definitely find out. When the time comes..."

Before Efes finished speaking, he was stuffed into the pot by Monk Miaofa.

"I eat the local dragon king as soon as I say it. You, a little bat from outside, dare to threaten me. I am really impatient and want to get out of the pot." Wu Mingkong said so, but in fact he still admires the other party. He dared to threaten him even at this juncture, so Wu Mingkong only hoped that this arrogance would make his soup taste better.

The group of rescued people next to them trembled tremblingly. They didn't expect Wu Mingkong, who had always been very silent, to be so ruthless. Of course, the more important thing was that they were afraid of Monk Miaofa. A moving skeleton is naturally scary.

"Your Majesty, I also picked up a side dish, would you like it? If you don't want the little monk, I will take it for salvation." Monk Miaofa dragged Nelson off the third-grade golden lotus.

Nelson was also quite frightened at this time. After all, he saw Ephesus, the ancestor of Blood River, being stuffed into the pot by Monk Miaofa. In the current situation, the other party seemed to be stuffing him into the pot to make soup together.

"Don't mind, what's the use of your supernatural powers, raising the ashes? Let's put them in a pot and stew them together." Of course Wu Mingkong wanted it. Although the quality was a bit poor, no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, it's still meat. How could it be so wasteful.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Ephesus could still struggle, but Nelson couldn't do it. A viscount-level vampire, let alone move, was a bit difficult to speak, so he was very quickly stuffed into the pot by Monk Miaofa.

"Okay, there's nothing else you should do." Wu Mingkong waved his hand to let Monk Miaofa leave by himself, while Wu Mingkong kept stirring the soup in the pot with a long spoon.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Monk Miaofa replied, and drove away in a third-grade Golden Lotus that looked like a motorcycle. With the DJ version of the Great Compassion Mantra along the way, wandering ghosts and wild ghosts could be saved on the spot.

"It should be ready soon. I'll taste the saltiness." Wu Mingkong scooped up a little soup with a long spoon and brought it to his mouth. The soup, which was originally just milky white, became instant because two bloods were added into it. Now it looks the same as fresh blood, but the taste is not bloody at all, but exudes a refreshing fragrance.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a soup made by the blood race, but like some kind of medicinal plant boiled with brown sugar.

Although the smell was good, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill. Ephesus and Nelson are not human, they are blood, but they look like human.

"Do you three want to eat?" Wu Mingkong asked politely. Based on the resistance of these people, they definitely would not eat, and even if they wanted to eat, Wu Mingkong might not give it to them.

"Let me have a bowl." Although Zheng Zhai resisted all over, he felt that this was an opportunity to get closer to Wu Mingkong.

Wu Mingkong's complexion was not right.

"Then I'll have a bowl too."

"They all came for a bowl, and if I don't come, I'm a little out of the group."

After Zheng Sheng and Zheng Bai heard Zheng Zhai's words, let's drink together. No matter how you look at it, Wu Mingkong won't harm them.

Wu Mingkong was different, his expression collapsed, and he served three bowls of soup for the three of them, and after the three of them took it, he couldn't help but whispered: "Fortunately, I didn't ask everyone just now, if I knew it, I wouldn't have asked, it's polite Sexually, it turned out to be true."

As soon as these words came out, the three brothers of the Zheng family froze. It was not right to drink, or not to drink. After all, the bowls were all placed near their mouths, and it was a little embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 602 Resurrection of Reiki ([-])

Three days later, Wu Mingkong and Ge You lay paralyzed on the sofa, feeling that life is just like that, like a sage.

"Mr. Wu, I'm from the Federal Tribunal. Since you killed one of the thirteen members of the Blood Council for no reason a while ago, we strongly condemn it and hope you can give us an explanation." Anthony, the investigator of the Federal Court, did not know where he got the news, and came to the door immediately.

"Here, tape, you're done condemning and condemning, I'll give you the tape too, go where you want to go." Wu Mingkong lazily took out a roll of tape from his arms and put it on the table.

Qiao Fei from the Evil Suppression Division next to him didn't look sideways, and the corners of his mouth twitched, obviously holding back a smile.

"You are insulting me, Mr. Wu."

"That depends on what you think. I gave you the tape if you asked for it. You condemned me and didn't reply. I have already compromised like this. What else do you want? I can't travel across the ocean for your obsessive-compulsive disorder. I'll kill the species for you, isn't it a bit unfair to the vampires." Wu Mingkong felt that Anthony was really ruthless, it was not enough to kill a member of the council, and the entire vampires had to be exterminated, which was a bit violent.

Anthony heard Wu Mingkong's words, and immediately counterattacked: "Mr. Wu, pay attention to your wording, are you discriminating against the blood race?"

"Why do I discriminate against him, do you discriminate against bread?"

"You are disregarding human rights."

"Whether it's a local chicken or Maoxuewang, it seems that they can't be called human beings." Wu Mingkong turned his head and looked at Qiao Fei.

Qiao Fei also looked confused, and he didn't know if the blood race was considered human.

"I'm going to hold a press conference to strongly condemn your immoral behavior." Anthony pulled out a big killer, then turned around and left with a wave of his hand.

Wu Mingkong was also stunned, this wasn't a good conversation just now, why did he suddenly change his style of painting?

"What's the use of him holding a press conference to condemn me?" Wu Mingkong felt that this guy was an idiot.

"It's really useless, just talking nonsense." Qiao Fei nodded and said.

He can even be sure that this so-called Anthony is just talking verbally. Even if he wants to hold a so-called press conference, the Federation on the other side of the ocean will not agree. Now the recovery of spiritual energy has just begun, and it is in the confidential stage, so it cannot be disclosed. The revelations are sure to spark panic.

Of course, this is the federation on the opposite side. The Yan Kingdom has actually started to lay the groundwork. Basically, it will gradually be released within a few months. After all, people are the first, and the current situation is getting worse. Even Wu Mingkong's thousand-year-old rice dumplings have come out. Not sure what the mess is like.

"Then why are you here?" Wu Mingkong felt that this guy had no good intentions.

"I'm here to invite you, Lord Zhou, to join the Evil Suppression Division."

"Oh, no problem."

"So refreshing?" Qiao Fei was a little surprised. He thought he would have to spend a lot of time talking. After all, this person had killed the Blood River True Ancestor, one of the thirteen councilors of the blood race. With the return of aura, how strong it might be in its heyday.

"What's wrong, you still want me to treat you to a massage and then you agree?" Wu Mingkong has a black line, this thing is just a name anyway, the other party can't do anything to him, and he still wants the other party to help investigate the magic tide What was it at the beginning? After all, the locals are more familiar. Wu Mingkong, who is not familiar with the place, can only let the subjects of Dazhou out to dig three feet.

Although digging is already underway, and a series of things such as mountain gods, Hebo, and long-established rice dumplings have been dug up, but there is no clue at the beginning of the magic tide, and Wu Mingkong is not in a hurry. Big post stuff.

"I don't dare, where can I go and find you a true ancestor of the blood clan to cook for you." According to the judgment of the evil department, this is also a delicious master. The boneless wine, the food is not ordinary.

"I'm not picky, the true ancestor of the blood race is difficult to deal with. Isn't there a mountain god with ginseng in Luoyue Mountain in the south? Get that mountain god here, and let's have a pot of old hen stewed ginseng." Wu Mingkong tried to fool.

Qiao Fei was a black thread. The Luoyue Mountain God belonged to them, so how could he be caught by Wu Mingkong to stew an old hen to drink: "You caught your colleagues to make soup, isn't it a bit bad?"

He is giving Wu Mingkong a vaccination first, the mountain god of Luoyue Mountain is one of us, if he didn’t say hello, one day when he came to visit, he would see a big ginseng stewed in Wu Mingkong’s pot, and The mountain god of Luoyue Mountain has been missing for a long time.

"You're not talking nonsense, if it wasn't for your colleagues, how could you have cheated me? Let me tell you, if you cheated ginseng, I..."

Wu Mingkong talked a lot, Qiao Fei smiled reluctantly, he completely underestimated Wu Mingkong's bottom line, he didn't expect Wu Mingkong to have such an idea.

"Look, if you want ginseng, I still have a lot of vintage ones, you just think it's not easy to let him go after years of practice." Qiao Fei felt that something was wrong.

Wu Mingkong, who had been expounding on the magical effects of ginseng, was interrupted by this, and looked at Qiao Fei in surprise: "If you don't give me to eat, then what topic do you choose?"

Qiao Fei also stared wide-eyed, is this him picking up a topic?

This is obviously a topic you picked yourself, why is it so unreasonable to blame him?

"Yes, yes, it's my fault. I'm wrong about this matter." Qiao Fei couldn't help but said with a wry smile, what else can he do, he can only shoulder the mistake, and really fight with Wu Mingkong, this is life-threatening It's long, what if Wu Mingkong gets too aggressive and puts him in the pot, then he can't even run away.

"What else do you want?" Wu Mingkong just lay on the sofa, his whole body exuded the aura of "I'm a salted fish, don't pay attention to me."

"It's nothing, I just want to..."

"Then think about it." Wu Mingkong directly interrupted Qiao Fei. In this situation, he must be needed to help. Does he look like a second fool?

Not like it.

Qiao Fei was also shown by Wu Mingkong's precise interruption, you just refused without knowing what it is, and you are so proficient, how many times have you done it.

"Since this is the case, then I will leave first. If you have anything to do, you can contact me or call the Evil Department directly. Don't be impulsive."

"Don't worry, as long as no one messes with me, I won't do anything."

Wu Mingkong's words sounded as harmless to humans and animals, and Qiao Fei didn't know what Wu Mingkong was like, so he could only vaguely feel that Wu Mingkong might be a swindler, and a very strong one, based on his contact for such a period of time.

In the face of this kind of stalker and you raising a bar, don't go back stupidly, you have to follow the other person's thinking, otherwise the other party will become angry and beat you to death without saying anything.

Qiao Fei got up, and before he could go out, the cell phone in his arms rang.

"What? Anthony is dead? Did he commit suicide after stabbing himself 64 times? Aren't you talking nonsense? What? There's a video." Qiao Fei said with a face full of shit. He hasn't left the house yet, so you're taking revenge ?

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years, but for a villain to take revenge from morning till night.

Don't think about it, Wu Mingkong must have done it.

Then he left in a hurry. As for questioning Wu Mingkong?He is not stupid, if he really went up and questioned Wu Mingkong, maybe he would really admit it, and then what?

Then there must be no more, this matter is nothing, and Wu Mingkong can be dragged out to make amends?

It might be possible for Wu Mingkong to slaughter the entire Federation. At this stage, it is estimated that no one is Wu Mingkong's opponent.

Offending one of his big killers for a stupid foreigner, people who do this are generally either lacking in heart or spying on other countries.

"The Department of Evil Suppression needs to be cleaned up properly." A cold light flashed in Qiao Fei's eyes. Anthony, the federal investigator, came to the door within three days, which meant that someone inside must have leaked the secret.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to find Wu Mingkong so accurately. They got the news the day before yesterday that Anthony left yesterday and arrived today. It can be said that there was not much delay in the news. The person who leaked the secret must be in a high position in the court.

Wu Mingkong looked at Qiao Fei upstairs in the car and left, and found it very interesting.

"Boss, when will we be able to reduce the swelling? It's been three days and it hasn't receded at all." Zheng Zhai walked in with some difficulty.

The current Zheng Zhai is as fat as a ball, and his whole body has swelled more than five times. The fat on his body is directly squeezed, and he is a little out of breath. A cup of tea came.

"Probably wait until you have absorbed the contents here before it will subside." Wu Mingkong said very perfunctorily.