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Chapter 253 Qianlong Leaping, Who Is The True King ([-])
Wu Mingkong also realized that, oh, according to his identity, he also has a younger brother.

The name seems to be Wu Teng, with the word Chongxiao.

It sounded very powerful, Wu Mingkong looked at it again, his face turned green.

His Mingkong is also a character, and his name is Zhao.

"Being cheap for a while, it made me almost sissy, no, Wu Zetian is obviously Sinicized." Wu Mingkong couldn't accept it for a while.

"My stupid Odoudou, why aren't you a younger sister?" Wu Mingkong is really fed up, why every time the dungeon is given to his younger brother, and other traversers have some kind of arrogant sister, why should I No.

Hearing Wu Mingkong's words, Wu Chongxiao felt extremely complicated: "Brother, you are still so unscrupulous."

He still couldn't feel that this unscrupulous big brother would become an invincible overlord in his previous life.

What made him even more confused was the sentence his elder brother said to him before he died in the previous life: "It is said that the overlord dares to hold up a tripod to peek at the world without eyes. That's the real dragon."

It's a pity that he lost in the previous life, and he, who inherited his elder brother's great power, suffered a crushing defeat.

"Serious? Serious people who keep a diary." Wu Mingkong answered the question, regardless of whether the other party understood or not.

"Brother, I'm sorry for you."

Wu Chongxiao looked at Wu Mingkong whose face was covered with a black cloth, the pupils in his eyes split suddenly and turned into double pupils.

This pair of double pupils originally belonged to Wu Mingkong, but they were dug out and transplanted to him, so Wu Mingkong was blind.

Of course, this is a setting, and fortunately, Wu Mingkong's spiritual eyes are restricted and unable to swallow emotions to read minds, otherwise he will definitely not accept it. My pair of Guixu double pupils are much stronger than your double pupils, which can swallow the world kind of.

Wu Mingkong stood up abruptly: "Why, did you spit into my rice or mixed vinegar into my water? Tell me, and I will definitely not beat you to death."

"It's nothing, I'm just expressing my feelings." Wu Chongxiao felt that his elder brother was still his elder brother.

"Are you sure? Don't bully me because I'm blind, I can taste it." Wu Mingkong was a little suspicious. He just said it casually, but he didn't expect that there was something in this guy's words. Maybe something happened.

Maybe it's another Long Hao, Wu Mingkong already has some shadows on his younger brother.

"Moving Stars and Different Places" took a look at Wu Chongxiao, he was very ordinary, not the son of destiny.

But after thinking about it again, the world's will is gone, where did the Son of Destiny come from.

That's not right, where did his Ziwei Xingming (Zhou) come from?Sent by Humane Will?

What's more wrong, how could he, a blind man, see these lucks?

Because fortune tellers are all blind, and he is also blind, so he can see luck?

What the hell is this setting.

"Brother was joking, there will be a poetry meeting tomorrow, why don't you go for a walk with me, brother, you and I are also famous as scholars." sheltered life.

He wanted Wu Mingkong to know one thing, and that was that he was wrong.

He is not a real dragon at all, but Wu Mingkong is, and the crushing defeat in his previous life has proved this point.

"No, lazy." He was still fiddling with how to get the eyeballs out, otherwise it would be very uncomfortable to see with Qi luck all the time, and he could only see Qi luck and nothing else.

"It's okay, I have everything."

"No, how can I be a blind man admitted to the scholar? Rely on appearance? So this is not reliable, you should go on your own." Wu Mingkong also discovered this blind spot.

"Brother, you passed the exam before you were blind." Wu Chongxiao was silent for a moment before he said.

Wu Mingkong was a little perfunctory, he really didn't want to go, what's the point of going to Shihui, he didn't know how to pretend to be slapped in the face.

As for Wu Chongxiao, Wu Mingkong felt that based on his luck, he was probably the one who would be slapped in the face.

So it's better to just stay here and wait for him to get his eyeballs out.

"I don't know how to write poems or songs. What are you going to do? It's embarrassing?" Wu Mingkong gave another reason.

Wu Chongxiao thought for a while, this seems to be true, otherwise why would he be called the overlord in his previous life, relying on Fang Tian's painting halberd, he dared to charge an army of [-] with a thousand cavalry, and he could chisel the opponent back and forth once.

"Everything is up to me, and I guarantee that the eldest brother will be able to enjoy himself."

Wu Mingkong was silent, you are a bad guy, I can't hide from prestige forces and the like now, you let me go out to have fun?This is because Ziweixing didn't suppress me enough.

And why do you promise me to be beautiful, you are beautiful yourself.

"No, what do you promise me to be good? It's fine if you don't have good looks." Wu Mingkong held back for a long time, and finally said it out.

"Brother, you have the qualifications of a great emperor."

Hearing these words, Wu Mingkong felt unlucky no matter what he heard.

Come to think of it, a guy surnamed Wang who was cheated by his father next door was also treated in the same way, but what his father said was that my son is worthy of a great emperor, and his cheap brother called him big brother.

What's the difference? Isn't it the same pit?

"When you were born, the black dragon came to invest, and you had the emperor's capital." Isn't it just a fool, Wu Mingkong said so casually, and the emperor's capital was given to you.

black dragon?Isn't it a black bird?

Wu Chongxiao was a little puzzled, wait, he remembered, Xuanniao was his brother, so the theory of the black dragon must have been insisted by his brother in the previous life.

However, he felt that the black dragon's theory was really nonsense. If the black dragon really came to cast his vote, would he be able to lose half of his elder brother's fortune in his previous life?

"Okay, big brother, don't be joking. Tomorrow's poetry meeting, are you going or not? Give my brother a letter of approval." Wu Chongxiao smiled, saying that it was all a joke just now.

"You made a joke first, okay, just go, but I don't want to be in the limelight, so I'll just hide in the corner and look around." Wu Mingkong felt that he should be able to tease out his eyeballs tonight, so he could just go.

Anyway, he doesn't have any ink in his belly, so when the time comes, let him recite poems against him, and he can only go to the sea, you are full of water, a horse, you have four legs.

He didn't feel ashamed, anyway, he didn't care about face after so long in the dungeon.

Initiated to ruthlessly tear off the right half of the face and paste it on the left half of the face. Erpilian and shameless, life must be very nourishing.

And in this dungeon, probably the will of the world was hammered to death by the will of humanity, and the blessing of Wu Mingkong's Sun Candle was gone. The will of humanity ignored him, and he looked like a robot.

It's just that this human will belongs to the human race, not like the will of the world, where all things are equal.

Wu Mingkong only saw this, and the rest needs to be followed up to observe.

"Then it's a deal, brother, don't go back on your word tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)