Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

"Hypocrite?"

Director Mo Sang was stunned for a moment, and muttered a little puzzled.

He never pretended to be a gentleman!

He's a necromancer!

But not politicians who muddle through officialdom and need fame.

Pretend to be a gentleman, such a thing, will never happen to him.

For him, pretending to be a gentleman is a typical harmless thing, and he can't pretend to ...

"Hey, hey, hey... A necromancer who witnessed the whole process not far away did not hold back and smiled, but after seeing Director Mo Sang turn his head to look at him, he quickly covered up his embarrassment with a cough.

Director Moisang looked back at the owl messenger who had already run away, turned his head again to look at the necromancer who was still coughing, and asked coldly: "What do the words of the beast mean?"

"This... That one... Director, the beast ran away! How dare the necromancer explain, he can only quickly change the topic, stretch out his finger to point in the direction where the owl messenger disappeared, and exclaimed.

"Say!" Director Moisang's tone was several times colder again.

Undead creatures like the owl messenger, summoned from the undead world, even if they are captured alive, they can't squeeze out any useful news, and they run away, it's no big deal....

"Ahem... Do you really want to say it, Director...?" asked the necromancer cautiously.

"Say! Don't try to deceive me, otherwise, you will bear the consequences..." said Mo Sang with murderous intent, he had already realized from the other party's attitude that that sentence was not a very good sentence.

But what is so bad about that sentence is not something that an old guy like him who has lived in seclusion for many years and has long been out of society can understand....

"Ahem, what, director, that's how I understand, um... It is... Well, yes! If

the beast didn't say the green-haired zombie, you didn't understand it wrong..." "But since the beast mentioned the green-haired zombie, then the meaning of its words, probably, well, I mean probably, is about to change..." the necromancer said hesitantly, but never dared to mention the point.

Director Mo Sang raised his hand and condensed a black light in the palm of his hand, and looked at the necromancer coldly, his threatening meaning was not concealed in the slightest.

Seeing this, the other necromancers hurriedly distanced themselves from them, lest they be affected in a while...

Eating melons and watching plays, you must have rules for eating melons and watching plays, once you exceed the rules, then if you don't get it right, you will become the target of others eating melons and watching plays....

The necromancer really wants to cry on the spot!

What do you call it!

With an old guy who is about to enter the earth but controls his own life and death, explaining the novel knowledge points of zero and one?

It is also necessary to point out that the other party was forced into Zero by the green-haired zombie?

Grass!

Just kill me....

Feeling the increasingly strong power fluctuations of the black light in the palm of Director Mo San's hand, the necromancer gritted his teeth and said in a distraught manner: "Director, in recent years, in our Tower of Dry Bones, a special group has emerged, and this group is comparative... Heavy taste, well... For some reason, they... That one... Maybe lost male capacity..."

"You mean, just now that beast said, I am impotent?" Hypocrite... Gentleman? Director Moisang asked with some laughter.

Living to his age, there is no need for sexual life for a long time.

Being scolded for impotence, he did not produce any angry emotions, only felt funny and childish, and unconsciously looked down on the maker of this foggy field in his heart....

"Yes!" The necromancer nodded quickly like a chicken pecking rice, and then carefully observed the face of Director Moisang, and after seeing that the other party did not mean to be angry, he boldly continued: "Those guys, because of their own special circumstances... Another way to play has been developed..."

"Green-haired zombies are similar in size to our human body, moreover, the size can be large or small, thick or thin... So, chosen by that group of guys..."

Meet their... Demand..."

"Huh?" Director Mo San's eyelids blinked rapidly, and he was trying to parse and digest the other party's words.

After a while, his complexion quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly approached the color of pig liver.

"Damn

thief, you... How dare you humiliate me like this..." "

I must extract your soul!" Make a wick for the Nether Lamp!

"I'm going to make you wail for a hundred years..."

"What are you doing stunned!"

"Get that old brute out for me! I'm going to smash his corpse into ten thousand pieces!! "

Ahh

Seem... There are melons....

They looked at each other silently a few times, and then, as if fleeing for their lives, they flew away from Director Mosang, took their army of undead, and rushed towards the depths of the misty realm without looking back.

This place should not stay for a long time....

It wasn't until the group of necromancers ran away that Director Moisang forcibly broke free from his rage.

He gritted his teeth and looked into the depths of the fog, almost crushing his back teeth.

"Liu Tian Ghost! It turns out that you old immortal..."

"Good, good, good! After looking for you for so many years, I didn't expect you to be alive

..." "Very good, very good, the shame you brought me back then, this time I must use your blood, your flesh, and your soul to wash..."

"It will definitely be

..." "Must

..." "I swear..."

Unconsciously, Director Moisang reached out and touched his shriveled ass.

He never dreamed that this scar, which had been silent for countless years and was almost forgotten by him, would be torn open in the most brutal way at this time, without warning...

Blood dripping and heart-wrenching....

"Groove!"

"This old fellow, is this crazy?"

"Liu Tian Ghost? Who is it?

"Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Hey

, hey, hey..." "It seems that he poked this old fellow's hua point

..." "Hehehe, what did you say..." "

The man doesn't flick tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place?"

"Oblivious..."