Chapter 532 How disgusting and disgusting others will be in the future
"Do you agree or not? I won't forgive us, I won't forgive us!" Brother Maozi grabbed the blood-red bat's big head and hit it with three heavy punches. The poor big bat's head was covered with blood, but he still couldn't help it.
Shouting in dissatisfaction, Brother Maozi became even more angry and punched him again.
Fortunately, the resentment of the second-generation ancestor is not too strong. Otherwise, if the true form of the second-generation ancestor is here, Brother Maozi will probably be sucked dry of blood as soon as they meet.
Half an hour later, after shaking his red right fist, Brother Maozi threw aside the big bat that was bruised and swollen by himself, sweating profusely from exhaustion.
Good guy, this second generation ancestor has such a tough mouth. After beating him for so long, he still refuses to forgive him. How hateful!
After beating him until he had no energy left, Brother Maozi simply knelt down in front of him and cursed, "Damn it, I really can't beat you anymore, what can you do if you just forgive us? The vampire clan is almost gone.
I was wrong, and I admit it to you on behalf of the third generation of ancestors. Please forgive us!"
Big Bat lay aside and said with tears streaming down his face after being beaten, "Are you here to apologize? You beat me for so long so you are here to apologize to me? My descendants, your ancestors, I really have no
You can see it."
Brother Maozi cursed, then quickly rolled up his sleeves and stood up, "Damn it, you still don't accept it, right? I will beat you today until you forgive me!"
Hearing this, the big bat was so frightened that he flapped his big wings and said, "No, no, no, please tell me that I was wrong. I beg you, just say it!"
Brother Maozi was stunned, "Ah, uh, then, then I was wrong."
Hearing this, Big Bat closed his eyes with great sadness, "Okay, I forgive you, hurry up and get out of here with your original power, don't let me see you again in this life."
Looking at the ball of light thrown by the big bat to him, Brother Maozi said dumbly, "Just give it to me?"
Big Bat said with tears in his eyes, "If you could have given me a step down, I would have let you go. But look at you just now. You beat me for so long and you just asked me if I would accept it and if I would forgive you. This
Are you here to apologize? Can't you just say a few nice words after defeating me like that half-bald man? If only you had had a better attitude before, I wouldn't have spent so long with you." Big Bat wiped it sadly.
Wipe the tears from the corners of your eyes, it's a grievance.
Seeing this, Brother Maozi scratched his head in embarrassment. He also knew that he had gone too far. He immediately bowed to the big bat seriously and said, "Don't worry, the situation is too critical now, so I am more impatient. This time it is true."
I apologize to you."
Big Bat nodded with tears in his eyes, saying that he understood, but please hurry up and get out of here, I really don’t want to see you again.
Soon, Brother Maozi took the power of the origin and walked out of the door happily. Almost at the same moment, Sang Kang also successfully obtained the power of the origin. Well, just like Brother Maozi, he also brought the second generation alive
The ancestors didn't even need Sang Kang to help the big bat step down, and the big bat quickly took out the original power.
Because Sang Kang talked less and was very ruthless, the big bat said that this grandson was just going to beat me to death, so he quickly handed over his original power, and Sang Kang asked coldly before leaving.
Did he forgive himself? The big bat, whose wings were broken alive by Sang Kang, quickly nodded and bowed with tears in his eyes, "I forgive you, I will never dare to bear grudge against you in this life."
Sang Kang left with satisfaction, Big Bat said nothing, and the resentment dissipated.
In fact, he was not really convinced by Brother Maozi and Sang Kang. He just wanted to give the power of his origin to someone he liked, and at the same time, he also hoped that those powerful descendants could comfort him in a humble manner, which is called "Sang Kang" for short.
Proud.
But it's a pity that, except for Minister Siris and the little girl named Lin Qiaoyi, the other two are simply bastards who have never been seen in a century. If they know how to beat him, it would be good if he doesn't apologize to them based on his attitude.
After Brother Maozi and Sang Kang also successfully obtained the power of the source, only Ziming and Abel have not yet been able to walk out of the door. Carl and the others looked at the blood-red door anxiously. Finally, half of the door opened again.
An hour passed, and Zi Ming, who was tired and sweating profusely, walked out of the door, holding the original power of the Tsimixi tribe's sacred weapon in his hand.
Seeing that Ziming walked out unscathed, Xiaolan and Andrea hurriedly gathered around him and asked with concern, "Ziming, you did it! Not bad, eh, how did you make your ancestors laugh?"
Zi Ming waved his hands, too tired to speak, "It's nothing, I just told my ancestors that I can't tell jokes, but I can cook. If his old man doesn't mind, I'll make him some side dishes to try."
Zi Ming's eyes were full of despair and he said, "Then he conjured up the ingredients. I cooked him twenty-one meals before he was satisfied. I was so surprised that I wasn't exhausted."
Xiaolan nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, huh. It seems you are not that useless. Very good. The acting patriarch has appointed you as the gourmet veteran of the Tsimixi clan. You must keep up your good work."
Looking at Xiao Lan's intoxicating smile, Zi Ming was slightly absent-minded, then touched his head and smiled stupidly, "Okay, Mr. Patriarch."
"Hmm, little comrade, are you very enlightened? Yes, from now on you will call me the Patriarch!"
While Xiaolan and the others were talking, Abel, who was thirsty, also came out with the power of origin. Seeing this, the elites of the Tsimixi tribe all widened their eyes, looking in disbelief.
He said, "Abel, you are still alive? Even your cold jokes that can embarrass people to death can also make our ancestors laugh?"
Abel took the mineral water that Yueyue handed him and said with a smile, "It's not bad. My ancestors were very satisfied with my jokes. I told him a total of sixty-four cold jokes. Well, although my ancestors didn't
Laughing, but in the end he still gave me his original power and told me something."
Andrea asked curiously, "What words?"
Abel drank up the mineral water in his hand and said, "Don't let me see you again."
"What?"
In the dull eyes of everyone, Abel smiled awkwardly. In fact, it was not so much that he convinced his ancestors with his cold jokes, but rather that his second-generation ancestors were annoyed to death by his cold jokes...
"The teacher asked why people can't fall down twice in the same place. Xiao Ming said it's because it's easy to fall to death! Hahahaha, fall to death, oh, I'm going to laugh to death."
"Ancestor, do you know why medium-rare steak does not say hello to medium-rare steak? That's right, because they are not cooked well!" Abel almost laughed while holding his stomach.
In the desperate eyes of the second-generation ancestor, Abel walked up and hugged his shoulders, and said excitedly, "There was a man among our ancestors who looked like an onion. Do you know what happened to him? He cried while walking.
Oh! Hahahaha, you look like an onion and end up crying? I haven’t seen such a funny joke in years.”
Listening to Abel's whisper beside him, the second-generation ancestor who was hugged by his shoulders looked up at the sky in despair, then took out the original power and said with great vicissitudes, "Child, let's go, you have passed the test, I
I forgive you too."
Abel tremblingly took over the original power given to him by his second-generation ancestor, "Ancestor, are you finally amused by me? Ancestor, you are such a good person! But the ancestor said, why don't you laugh?"
The second-generation ancestor looked at him with complicated eyes, "You know, when you finished telling the first joke, I wanted to eat you, but I didn't expect that the second joke made me sicker, and I didn't expect it.
Yes, the things you said next are actually more disgusting than the last. Forget it, go ahead. I'm afraid of being infected by your retardation if I eat you. Go ahead and do what you should do. People like you live in this world.
It's not that there are no benefits in this world, at least I can be more disgusting and disgusting in the future."
After that, the second-generation ancestor raised his leg and kicked Abel out and said, "At this point in the vampire race, what can't be resolved from our hatred? After all, we are your ancestors, and it was not you who killed him back then.
We who were killed should go now and take revenge. The continuation of the race is more important than anything else."
Watching Abel disappear in front of the door, the second-generation ancestor sighed and shook his head, "Remember to tell others your bad jokes more in the future. I can't be the only one who is disgusted."
As soon as the words fell, the resentment of the second generation ancestors disappeared, and the curse of the holy weapon was completely lifted.
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Looking at the twelve gleaming sources of power placed on the table, Karl and others set their sights on the last portal, which was the portal of Corpse Hand and where Huang Xiaobei walked in.
But until now, everyone has obtained the original power of the holy artifact, but only Huang Xiaobei has not heard any news. His pulse is still normal, but Karl and others have no idea what is going on inside.
I could wait silently for Huang Xiaobei to walk out, but I couldn't do anything.
At the same moment, in the portal of Corpse Hand, Huang Xiaobei stared at the figure in black robe sitting opposite him, his eyes full of boredom.
Taking a look at this quiet and pleasant little village, as soon as Huang Xiaobei entered the place, he saw a figure sitting under the big tree in front of him. The person waved to him. Huang Xiaobei walked over and stood in front of him.
At the man's signal, he sat opposite him.
After that, the man drank tea quietly. Huang Xiaobei asked him nothing and ignored him. The commissioner had no choice but to sit opposite him in boredom.
Finally, three hours passed. Huang Xiaobei couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Brother Corpse Hand, I know this is your consciousness. By the way, what do you want to do? Give me the original power. If you don't give it to me, the vampires will be ruined."
ah!"
Corpse Hand's consciousness finally responded, and he spoke in a deep voice, "I know what you are going to do, but I don't agree with this ending."
Huang Xiaobei was stunned, "What's the ending?"
"The end of your evolution."
"Huh? What do you mean the ending of evolution is unbearable? If you don't evolve, you will be killed by the King of Gods. I mean, you will only be happy if the vampire is dead, right?"
"I am the consciousness of Cain's right hand, and I am also the only being who can awaken his true consciousness. But if I really do this, the vampire race will probably cease to exist completely, because I have already seen the ending of your evolution.
Already."
Corpse Hand said coldly, "If you evolve and fight with the King of Gods, the Vampire Race will be completely destroyed in the end. I can't let this happen."