Villain: I just want to be a second generation ancestor

Chu Ci felt the smoke in his throat and spit it out gently.

"Ok?"

What is this strange yet familiar feeling?

He couldn't help being dazed.

"Since when did I have the habit of smoking an afterthought?"

Chu Ci looked at the long cigarette in his hand and fell into deep thought.

And on the opposite side of him.

Witnessed that his companion fell down without knowing why.

Another black-robed man at the Martial King Realm suddenly panicked.

There is not much difference in strength between him and the resentful species on the ground, since Chu Ci can send him down so easily.

Then your own ending...

In an instant, he seemed to see the end of himself being roasted to perfection.

I felt a big retreat in my heart.

He is not like the lowest level of believers, those believers are ordinary people who have been brainwashed by the organization, and they are not afraid of death at all.

But he has his own thoughts.

Can live, who would want to die!

If you can't beat it, then...

Just when he was thinking about retreating.

A martial commander behind him was much faster than him, and he knelt down in front of Wushi who was not far away with a 'slap'.

"A sir!"

"Catch me, I surrender myself!"

"I know how secretive I am, don't kill me, I will confess everything!"

This operation made Wu Wangjing Hei faction's eyes dark.

The damn anti-bone boy turned his back on the battle?

He looked at the kneeling companion and cursed loudly.

"asshole!"

"Where's your backbone? Have you been eaten by dogs?"

"We don't have trash like you in Nether Palace!"

After saying that, his body turned into a gust of evil wind, and he came to this person's side in an instant.

Seeing this, the fifth poem quickly raised his dagger as if he was going to fight.

Who would have guessed...

"Clap!"

The man actually knelt directly on the ground, and the huge impact of his knee smashed two potholes into the ground.

"Sir, I surrender too!"

"You catch me!"

"I have a higher position than him. He is just a small captain. He knows the secrets of the ass. The information I know is definitely more and more exciting!"

In the blink of an eye just now, he had already thought clearly.

Isn't this woman official? Official is good!

Although after he surrendered, he could only squat inside and sing tears behind bars for the rest of his life, but at least he could still eat two mouthfuls of prison food, right?

Self-esteem at the Martial King Realm?How much is self-esteem worth?

How long has the Nether Palace wages been in arrears!Do you still expect yourself to work hard for them?

The man in black robe kneeling next to him: "..."

Good guy, every time you surrender, the sixth child jumps in line?

"Sir, don't listen to his nonsense. Although I am not a high-ranking official, I am well-known as a social expert in the Nether Palace, and I usually know a lot of people!"

"It's not like him, who goes to the club every time he gets paid, and he doesn't know the name of his younger brother!"

After being exposed by his companion, the black robe of the Martial King Realm gritted his teeth in anger.

"Damn it, you two-five-year-old boy still have the nerve to talk about me?"

"People whose knees have been knocked into the dirt call me a [-]-year-old boy? You're laughing to death."

"Grass! Don't let me meet you in prison!"

"Come on! Pure hand-to-hand combat, I will be afraid of you little dog?"

"..."

For some unknown reason, the two of them scolded each other inexplicably.

With the two of them taking the lead, the remaining black-robed miscellaneous fish looked at each other for a while, and then surrendered.

This scene.

The fifth poet was dumbfounded.

Didn't it mean that except for the low-level believers in the Nether Temple, the rest of the people are hiding?

No matter how many times the authorities have carried out siege and hunt-downs against this cult, even the Three Caves of the Rabbit can't catch anyone alive.

So much so that for so long, Yan Kingdom officials still know very little about the Nether Palace.

After all, the officialdom has been infiltrated by him, so it's no wonder he can catch it!

But now...

There are so many rebels who are considered to be of some importance in the Nether Palace, surrendering themselves with a white flag?

She couldn't help turning her surprised eyes to Chu Ci.

All because of this boy.

The fifth poem has been shocked by him for an unknown number of times.

Terrifying talent, strong strength, and magical prophets...

There are too many secrets about Chu Ci.

It seems that since getting to know each other, my three views have been refreshed again and again.

This feeling makes the fifth poem have an unbearable urge to get to know each other.

......

Chu Podong has been watching for a while.

After seeing Chu Ci's stunning kick, he, who thought he was well-informed, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Especially when Chu Ci stepped on the ground with his right foot and the flames disappeared.

There was no injury on his body!

Even the trousers and shoes didn't show any signs of being burned!

"This move is definitely an ancient martial art!"

Chu Podong couldn't help murmuring, and flew straight over.

"There are two tricks, you are worthy of being the dragon son of my Chu family!"

"I like you!"

Chu Ci stubbed out the cigarette and smiled.

"Brother Dong, you are so accurate~"

Chu Podong choked on his words, this kid is really immodest.

"Don't be complacent either."

"Although this wave of operations is really cool, I want to ask where is your opponent's jungler?"

Chu Ci: "..."

Didn't the ancestor just watch short videos on the way here?

There is no place to use it after learning a trick, right?

"Brother Dong taught me~"

Chu Ci paused, diverted the boring topic, and then walked to the deep pit not far away.

"what is this?"

Looking at a layer of white powder on the surface of the pit, he joked.

"Ganoderma lucidum spore powder?"

Chu Podong rolled his eyes at him.

"This is the ashes of that guy. I'll pack some and go back to make tea later."

"Brother Dong... People can't... At least they shouldn't..."

"What shouldn't it be? Do you know how much calcium the ashes of the Martial Emperor Realm have? That's why I say people of your time are inferior!"

"Forehead..."

Chu Ci's face froze when he heard the words, and his stomach was overwhelmed.

Calcium supplement?

With your doll-like body, is calcium supplementation useful?

......

The fifth poem did not kill these members of the Nether Temple.

Instead, he took out several pairs of silver bracelets that could suppress spiritual power from the bracelets, and handcuffed them all.

Although she has killed many people, she is not the kind of person who kills.

Who should be killed and who should not be killed.

She has her own rules.

Like those rioters in the city, they don't know anything, they just scream, and if they kill them, they will kill them.

But these people in front of them are different!

The officials still hope to pry out information about the Nether Palace from these people!

After the fifth poem finished what he was doing, he returned Chu Ci's phone to the other party.

Chu Ci took it, opened the photo album and admired it.

It can be seen that the girl's photography talent is not bad.

All the operations I did just now were photographed.

Especially the scene of calmly lighting a cigarette in front of a King Wu, even he himself is so handsome!

"You can find it from this angle!"

Chu Ci boasted with a smile.

He has already decided in his heart that after the other shots are handed over to the official, these handsome materials will be taken out and thrown to Zhuo Wei alone!