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Chapter 376 Embers of the Past

Chapter 376 Embers of the Past ([-])
"Me, where is this?" Simon Duncan, as a seventh-level demon hunter with dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, naturally has much better physical fitness than the seventh-level bishop Nicole Joyce of the priest profession, so he took the lead from the search Waking up from a coma with soul sequelae.

It's just that my mind is still groggy and not sober, and I have some doubts for a while.

"In the narrator's containment room in the dark lake, come, have a glass of water." Wu Mingkong handed over a glass of water.

"Thank you." Simon Duncan subconsciously took the water and said thank you. Then he suddenly realized that he threw away the water glass and rolled around several times. When he got up, his muscles tensed and he was very vigilant. Looking at Wu Mingkong.

"What did you do to us?" Simon Duncan glanced at Nicole Joyce, who was still unconscious on the ground, with a bad feeling in his heart.

Wu Mingkong smiled: "I didn't do anything. You didn't eat breakfast and fainted from hypoglycemia. What does it have to do with me? I have to waste time to watch you."

Wu Mingkong's words were well-founded, if Simon Duncan hadn't seen the dead wood branch that Wu Mingkong stuffed into his mouth, he would have believed it himself.

"Destroyer 360 No. [-], distorted beauty sapling?"

"Yes, this is the stuff. It tastes good. Would you like to try it?" Wu Mingkong bit it off with a bang, and was about to pass it to Simon Duncan.

Simon Duncan was startled by Wu Mingkong's action, and couldn't help but took three steps back.

"You can actually devour the contents." Simon Duncan was very horrified. This sapling with twisted beauty is not ordinary. It is usually contained in a safe made of refined steel, and at least three fourth-order extraordinary people were dispatched guard.

If the containment of this distorted beauty sapling fails, it will cause a sense of space distortion around it and present a weird roar. When ordinary people hear this roar, their bodies will show a weird and extremely distorted beauty. The distorted beauty is unbearable for ordinary people.

If it’s just that, it’s okay, the distorted beauty sapling will spread to the surroundings with the passage of time, and it will be contained only after the containment agency paid nearly a hundred investigators.

At the beginning, they thought that this distorted aesthetic feeling was accompanied by weird roars, but in fact it was spread by sight like a fallacy. An incomprehensible visual phenomenon, so far they haven't figured out what's going on.

"Swallow? No, no, no, you misunderstood. I'm just eating some desserts. To be honest, this thing looks similar to a sapling I wanted to eat before, but the taste of that thing is really disgusting, so it's delicious. "The sapling Wu Mingkong mentioned is actually the little black tree in so many murder books he stacked in Weird Tales, the taste is really bad.

And this one named Twisted Beauty Sapling, although it looks a little strange, not as normal as the little black tree, but the taste is really good, and it has a different taste from the narrator of the dark lake.

Although the narrator of the dark lake is a stone bust, it tastes soft and glutinous, but this twisted beauty sapling has a fragrance, it tastes like nature, and it also has a unique twist Taste, it tastes like beef jerky with ginseng flavor and spiral texture.

It tastes not only tenacious, but also aftertaste. It is a good snack, but the amount is a bit small, which is much more than many narrators of the dark lake.

As for the principle?

Wu Mingkong didn't see it, and probably had no hope of seeing it, so he gnawed it.

Anyway, he only has a few hobbies now, and if he can't satisfy his curiosity, he can only satisfy his sense of taste.

Curiosity is completely unnecessary for the containment, because it can't be analyzed, so it's better to put it in the Star Trail Ceremony, that's the essence of Zhengzheng.

If the Star Trail Ceremony is not effective, then how will the containment agency contain these contained objects?

Listening to Wu Mingkong's words, Simon Duncan couldn't help feeling a chill. He had already imagined the terrifying appearance of Wu Mingkong eating other planets.

This is actually because Simon Duncan misunderstood Wu Mingkong. He usually doesn't eat planets. His name is assimilation, turning the planet into himself.

"That's right, then I wish you a pleasant meal. I wonder when you will go back?" Simon Duncan used his honorific title at this moment.

"Go back? Where to go?" Wu Mingkong stuffed the last piece of the Twisted Beauty sapling into his mouth and chewed it, and asked with some doubts.

He generally doesn't read his mind now, it's too troublesome, basically he searches his soul at intervals, which is more convenient, if he always reads his mind, wouldn't it be embarrassing to see some weird things when he reads his mind.

For example, when you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you, and then the abyss gave you the middle finger in his heart and greeted your family. At this time, Wu Mingkong can't pretend he didn't hear you, and he generally expressed his respect to God. Scepter and greet each other's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Then forget it, if you read that the other party actually admires you, will you hesitate when you do the autopsy?

In addition, Wu Mingkong is no longer the narrow-minded personality who cared about everything in the past. If he says he can't read his mind, he won't read his mind.

Usually this kind of thing is read by the brain, he just glanced at it occasionally, otherwise someone secretly scolded him in his heart, what should he do, and it would be very impolite if he didn't have time to reply, this is definitely not narrow-minded, just accidentally glanced at it in a very timely manner That's all.

He also feels that there is no reminder or anything like that, he can guarantee it with his mental state.

Of course, like those who are worshiped and so on, he usually blocks them directly, and he can do whatever he wants during the autopsy.

Although there is only one Wu Chongxiao at present, he is not willing to do it.

"I won't wait for you two to wake up and take me to the headquarters of the containment agency. Look, I'll help you introduce me." Wu Mingkong put his hand on Simon Duncan's shoulder in an instant, with a friendly face.

Simon Duncan thinks that he is a seventh-level transcendent. Although he is not under one person and above ten thousand in this world, he is well-known after all, and his strength is not bad. After all, the eighth-level is a demigod, and the ninth-level He is already a true god in the world, and his strength is at the Zhenguo level. Compared with the eighth level, there are only a few, and at the ninth level, only the head of the containment agency has this strength.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, he feels that if he says no, he will probably be gnawed by the other party.

In particular, the clear chewing sound coming from his ears was very powerful. Simon Duncan felt that even with his seventh-level strength, he would be chewed very finely.

(End of this chapter)

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