Chapter 3159
Fu Qimai's right hand was filled with terrible thunder and made a crackling sound.
Boom!
Fu Qimai's right palm fell on Zhuo Wen's face door and made a dull sound.
Fu Qimai laughed, but soon found something wrong. His right hand hit Zhuo Wen's face door in front of him. Zhuo Wen should have been hit upside down.
But Zhuo Wen's feet were like taking root, standing straight in place, motionless as a mountain.
And he also found that his right hand hurt a little.
It seems that the right palm just hit on a solid rock, not a person's face.
Fu Qimai took away his right hand and found in horror that Zhuo Wen looked at him coldly with his eyes open.
Those eyes were full of cold and killing intention, as if they were looking at a dead man.
Pedal pedal!
Fu Qimai couldn't help retreating. He looked at Zhuo Wen strangely.
What the hell is going on?
He hit the man in the face with all his strength.
The man was unharmed.
It's all weird.
Fu Qimai only felt a chill rush up his forehead from the soles of his feet, shivering all over.
"Back!"
An unprecedented sense of crisis filled Fu Qimai's mind, and he flew back subconsciously.
At the moment, Zhuo Wen's whole body emits a glittering light, and the original dandy smell is completely replaced by strength and hegemony.
"Are you eligible to retire without my permission?"
Zhuo Wen's voice was overbearing and ironic. He saw his right foot kicking in front of Fu Qimai.
"So fast!"
Fu Qimai's pupils contracted. Zhuo Wen's speed was too fast for him to see clearly.
Boom!
When Fu Qimai noticed that Zhuo Wen was right in front of him, the latter's fist was close at hand and hit his chest and abdomen.
Fu Qimai vomited a mouthful of blood and hit the ground. All his bones were broken. He couldn't even move because of the pain.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm. His Pangu holy body was too rebellious. The monks of the creator were almost no different from mole ants in front of him.
Liu Jingyi was stunned. He hasn't reacted from the shock just now.
He couldn't figure it out. Zhuo Wen was just Mei Ying's dandy nephew, and Xiuwei was only the Eternal Lord.
In any case, it's just a waste they can take down.
But now, the waste in their eyes, unexpectedly counter attacked, suddenly burst out such terrible power, and beat Fu Qimai with one punch.
Liu Jingyi came back and ran away without hesitation.
But he can't be faster than Zhuo Wen.
Liu Jingyi did not step back, but was caught up by Zhuo Wen, who punched him on the spine.
The harsh click sounded, and Liu Jingyi's spine was blown into powder by great force. He fell to the ground and fainted directly with severe pain.
"Who the hell are you?"
Fu Qimai was paralyzed on the ground, his eyes looked at Zhuo Wen in horror, and his voice was hoarse.
Fu Qimai is not a fool. After Zhuo Wen easily beat them two, he knew that the so-called dandy in front of him was just pretending.
It's just that this man pretends to be a dandy and leaves Mei Ying. What's their purpose?
Of course, this idea just flashed away in Fu Qimai's mind. His only worry now is his own life.
He looked expectantly at Zhuo Wen and said, "master Zhuo Wen, as long as you let me go, I will never talk disorderly. I will keep your affairs secret for you."
Zhuo Wen silently looked at Fu Qimai begging for mercy and said faintly, "have you finished the nonsense?"
Fu Qimai was stunned, that is, at the moment when he was stunned, Zhuo Wen's sleeve robe made a move and a divine fire wrapped Fu Qimai in.
Fu Qimai didn't even hum, so he was burned to ashes by divine fire.
Zhuo Wen found another divine fire and disposed of Liu Jingyi, who had passed out. He jumped onto the dragon horse and rushed out of the alley.
He must find out all the array bases in the dark rock god city as soon as possible. Otherwise, Mei Ying may not be able to get to the dark rock god city today.
While Zhuo Wen galloped through the street on a dragon horse, Mei Ying took Yingjie Dharma protector and dragon youth into the city master's house.
The one million Bi stones brought by Mei Ying have been accepted by Meng tiangan.
Entering the spacious hall, Mei Ying found that several tables had been arranged in the hall.
On the table, there are delicious wine and food, Qiongjiang Yulu, everything. It's a gluttonous feast.
On the main seat of the hall, Che Xinhan, the master of the dark rock god City, sat dignified. He was angry and made a crown. He had a temperament of not being angry and self threatening.
In front of the theme, five graceful foreign beauties danced there, pleasing to the eyes.
In addition to Che Xinhan, the master of the city, the following tables are basically high-level personnel of dark rock god city.
Mei Ying sees it at a glance. On the last table, Mei Xu and Jiang Ye sit on their knees with dull eyes.
After Meng Tian brought Mei Ying and others into the hall, he came to the center of the hall and knelt on one knee in front of Ziche Xinhan.
"Lord, Lord Meiying has brought it!" Meng tiangan said in a loud voice.
Ziche Xinhan looked satisfied and said with a laugh, "you've done a good job, Dharma protector! You've been rewarded a lot this time, but now you sit down and I'll treat city leader Mei Ying well."
As soon as Meng Tian did a fist hug, he retreated to the next table and sat down slowly.
Ziche Xinhan then looked at Mei Ying. His eyes showed a strange emotion and said, "Mei Ying, after so many years, you are finally willing to come to the dark rock god city again!"
Mei Ying glanced at Ziche Xinhan coldly, ignoring the latter, but went straight to the last position and walked to Jiang ye and Mei Xu.
"Meixu and Jiangye, are you two okay?"
Mei Ying shook them and found that they were like puppets. They didn't respond at all.
"Ziche Xinhan, what did you do to them?"
Mei Ying's pretty face changed slightly. Her beautiful eyes looked angrily at the burly alien man on the throne.
Ziche Xinhan gracefully picked up the bronze wine cup and drank the wine in the cup.
Dong!
The sound of the cup foot hitting the table of the table rang out clearly. Ziche Xinhan said faintly: "they were too disobedient before, so I planted soul eating insects on them in order to make them behave better."
"Don't worry, they won't worry about their lives."
Mei Ying suddenly stood up and the momentum of the Lord poured out.
The whole hall was swept by terror, and the surrounding tables shook violently.
The others sitting on the table all stepped back in embarrassment.
In the hall, only Ziche Xinhan sat steadily. He slowly poured himself a glass of wine, picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp. He said faintly, "wine is good wine, but people are not good!"
Boom!
Fu Qimai's right palm fell on Zhuo Wen's face door and made a dull sound.
Fu Qimai laughed, but soon found something wrong. His right hand hit Zhuo Wen's face door in front of him. Zhuo Wen should have been hit upside down.
But Zhuo Wen's feet were like taking root, standing straight in place, motionless as a mountain.
And he also found that his right hand hurt a little.
It seems that the right palm just hit on a solid rock, not a person's face.
Fu Qimai took away his right hand and found in horror that Zhuo Wen looked at him coldly with his eyes open.
Those eyes were full of cold and killing intention, as if they were looking at a dead man.
Pedal pedal!
Fu Qimai couldn't help retreating. He looked at Zhuo Wen strangely.
What the hell is going on?
He hit the man in the face with all his strength.
The man was unharmed.
It's all weird.
Fu Qimai only felt a chill rush up his forehead from the soles of his feet, shivering all over.
"Back!"
An unprecedented sense of crisis filled Fu Qimai's mind, and he flew back subconsciously.
At the moment, Zhuo Wen's whole body emits a glittering light, and the original dandy smell is completely replaced by strength and hegemony.
"Are you eligible to retire without my permission?"
Zhuo Wen's voice was overbearing and ironic. He saw his right foot kicking in front of Fu Qimai.
"So fast!"
Fu Qimai's pupils contracted. Zhuo Wen's speed was too fast for him to see clearly.
Boom!
When Fu Qimai noticed that Zhuo Wen was right in front of him, the latter's fist was close at hand and hit his chest and abdomen.
Fu Qimai vomited a mouthful of blood and hit the ground. All his bones were broken. He couldn't even move because of the pain.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm. His Pangu holy body was too rebellious. The monks of the creator were almost no different from mole ants in front of him.
Liu Jingyi was stunned. He hasn't reacted from the shock just now.
He couldn't figure it out. Zhuo Wen was just Mei Ying's dandy nephew, and Xiuwei was only the Eternal Lord.
In any case, it's just a waste they can take down.
But now, the waste in their eyes, unexpectedly counter attacked, suddenly burst out such terrible power, and beat Fu Qimai with one punch.
Liu Jingyi came back and ran away without hesitation.
But he can't be faster than Zhuo Wen.
Liu Jingyi did not step back, but was caught up by Zhuo Wen, who punched him on the spine.
The harsh click sounded, and Liu Jingyi's spine was blown into powder by great force. He fell to the ground and fainted directly with severe pain.
"Who the hell are you?"
Fu Qimai was paralyzed on the ground, his eyes looked at Zhuo Wen in horror, and his voice was hoarse.
Fu Qimai is not a fool. After Zhuo Wen easily beat them two, he knew that the so-called dandy in front of him was just pretending.
It's just that this man pretends to be a dandy and leaves Mei Ying. What's their purpose?
Of course, this idea just flashed away in Fu Qimai's mind. His only worry now is his own life.
He looked expectantly at Zhuo Wen and said, "master Zhuo Wen, as long as you let me go, I will never talk disorderly. I will keep your affairs secret for you."
Zhuo Wen silently looked at Fu Qimai begging for mercy and said faintly, "have you finished the nonsense?"
Fu Qimai was stunned, that is, at the moment when he was stunned, Zhuo Wen's sleeve robe made a move and a divine fire wrapped Fu Qimai in.
Fu Qimai didn't even hum, so he was burned to ashes by divine fire.
Zhuo Wen found another divine fire and disposed of Liu Jingyi, who had passed out. He jumped onto the dragon horse and rushed out of the alley.
He must find out all the array bases in the dark rock god city as soon as possible. Otherwise, Mei Ying may not be able to get to the dark rock god city today.
While Zhuo Wen galloped through the street on a dragon horse, Mei Ying took Yingjie Dharma protector and dragon youth into the city master's house.
The one million Bi stones brought by Mei Ying have been accepted by Meng tiangan.
Entering the spacious hall, Mei Ying found that several tables had been arranged in the hall.
On the table, there are delicious wine and food, Qiongjiang Yulu, everything. It's a gluttonous feast.
On the main seat of the hall, Che Xinhan, the master of the dark rock god City, sat dignified. He was angry and made a crown. He had a temperament of not being angry and self threatening.
In front of the theme, five graceful foreign beauties danced there, pleasing to the eyes.
In addition to Che Xinhan, the master of the city, the following tables are basically high-level personnel of dark rock god city.
Mei Ying sees it at a glance. On the last table, Mei Xu and Jiang Ye sit on their knees with dull eyes.
After Meng Tian brought Mei Ying and others into the hall, he came to the center of the hall and knelt on one knee in front of Ziche Xinhan.
"Lord, Lord Meiying has brought it!" Meng tiangan said in a loud voice.
Ziche Xinhan looked satisfied and said with a laugh, "you've done a good job, Dharma protector! You've been rewarded a lot this time, but now you sit down and I'll treat city leader Mei Ying well."
As soon as Meng Tian did a fist hug, he retreated to the next table and sat down slowly.
Ziche Xinhan then looked at Mei Ying. His eyes showed a strange emotion and said, "Mei Ying, after so many years, you are finally willing to come to the dark rock god city again!"
Mei Ying glanced at Ziche Xinhan coldly, ignoring the latter, but went straight to the last position and walked to Jiang ye and Mei Xu.
"Meixu and Jiangye, are you two okay?"
Mei Ying shook them and found that they were like puppets. They didn't respond at all.
"Ziche Xinhan, what did you do to them?"
Mei Ying's pretty face changed slightly. Her beautiful eyes looked angrily at the burly alien man on the throne.
Ziche Xinhan gracefully picked up the bronze wine cup and drank the wine in the cup.
Dong!
The sound of the cup foot hitting the table of the table rang out clearly. Ziche Xinhan said faintly: "they were too disobedient before, so I planted soul eating insects on them in order to make them behave better."
"Don't worry, they won't worry about their lives."
Mei Ying suddenly stood up and the momentum of the Lord poured out.
The whole hall was swept by terror, and the surrounding tables shook violently.
The others sitting on the table all stepped back in embarrassment.
In the hall, only Ziche Xinhan sat steadily. He slowly poured himself a glass of wine, picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp. He said faintly, "wine is good wine, but people are not good!"