Great Prophet

He doesn't know whether Wu Mi will die or not—in short, he thinks that his goal is the stars and seas, how could he fall down here.

Wu Mi pulled Fu Jiang into a small corner and questioned him, "Where did you put my cub?! You thief!"

She threw her coat on the ground, and Fu Jiang blushed with anger.

"Don't talk nonsense! I didn't steal. It was obviously you who pulled it wrong! I was walking with that idiot, and you pulled me away."

I can't believe it was my mistake.

"Don't try to lie to me, I'm the wise-eyed Ghost Mai Tsuji. Bring my cub back quickly, or I'll kill you right now—" He gestured to cut off his head.

"If you lose it, you can find it yourself. Why should I help you find it. Are you sick? Also, do you think I'm afraid of you? I'm—"

won't die.

Before Fu Jiang finished speaking, he was cut into 81 pieces by the meat-blade.

"Not dead, is it?"

The pieces of meat that Fu Jiang dropped on the ground began to move, and a small face grew out of each piece.

"Hitting me was your worst mistake."

"It was your biggest mistake that I did it."

"Handling is your biggest mistake."

……

"wrong."

Wu Mi didn't expect that these pieces of meat could actually combine to create an echo sound effect.

"I'm afraid you are a ghost. It is your biggest mistake that you provoke me."

Lord Ghost King, a man with foresight and insight, how could he be intimidated by such a foreign body that is not as beautiful as his female attire?

A ball of fire appeared on Wu Mi's fingertips.

Although his main vampire technique is to change parts of his body to fight, that doesn't mean he doesn't have other vampire techniques.

Wu Mi is the king of ghosts, the origin of all ghosts, and the origin of all blood ghost arts.What the other ghosts possessed were all inherited from him.He has everything, just not so fine and powerful.After all, if a person has all kinds of extreme powers, he would have ruled the world long ago.

If he was so powerful, how could he be so shaved by Ji Guoyuan that he couldn't take care of himself?

Wu Mi moved the flame closer to the opponent, and the face on the head showed an expression of obvious fear.

"Oh, didn't you say that hitting you is the biggest mistake? I lit a fire, why are you so afraid of being like this? Little sister—are you afraid of fire?"

The outer flame of Wu Mi's fingertips touched Fu Jiang's face, and the other party yelled.

"Don't touch me and burn me to death!! I'm sorry I was wrong, can't I be wrong?!" As the flame gradually approached, Fu Jiang only felt that his face was about to burn.As long as each part of her body is separated from itself, it will take a certain amount of time to form a new "Fu Jiang".It sounds immortal and invincible, but she also has something to fear.

Fire is one of them.

It cannot be revived if it is burned by a high-temperature flame until only ashes remain.

And although Fu Jiang will not die, her body still contains human cytokines, and she can feel pain.

Wu Mi didn't expect that just by doing this, the other party had already knelt down and begged for mercy.This guy is too weak to be his opponent at all.

Because Fu Jiang screamed so miserably, Wu Mi had the illusion that he was the Great Demon King.

...Wait, this doesn't seem to be an illusion.

"I wanted you to find someone, but now I don't want to. It's such a big place, how could I not find it? Because you angered me just now, so I want to give you a little trouble."

The flame continued to approach.

"Don't do it like this! I can do anything! I promise I will be obedient and don't burn me to death!"

(Did it burn to death?)

Wu Mi looked at Fu Jiang with eyes that looked mentally retarded.

Fu Jiang felt a hairy feeling in his heart.

Wu Mi squatted, took a step forward, and stepped on a piece of meat under his foot.

"What can you do? Look like you can't carry it with your hands or shoulders? You can only get paid for your labor if you sell it in Huajie."

At first, Fu Jiang saw Wu Mi stepping on her face without hesitation, and felt like a mother in his heart.She thought to herself, how could a man step on such a peerless beauty?In the past, no matter which man saw her face, he couldn't help falling in love with her because of the magic power brought by the love mole on her face, and he would kill her when he loved her deeply.

But the man in front of her was not only not attracted by her devilish beauty, but instead stomped his face mercilessly.How divine is this man, his firm will is so terrifying!

Then Fu Jiang encountered something even more desperate.This man with a beautiful skin actually wants to sell her to Huajie because she can't work... It's not bad.She will be able to occupy Huajie immediately, and then drive those mindless men to take revenge on this guy.

Maybe it was Fu Jiang's wishful thinking, and his changing expression betrayed him, so Wu Mi suddenly changed the subject.

"But judging by your appearance, you can be divided into many bodies. I think this is quite practical."

No tragedy has gone through precise calculations.

It takes a little wisdom to feed a subordinate—a deceitful tongue that can deceive people, a sharp tongue that can pierce people’s hearts—swearing to the point of blood, and a peaceful mind—decisiveness will be given in vain...and so on.According to the different attributes of subordinates, different configurations of ingredients and quantities are also required.

But it is not necessary for the same individual's □□, it comes according to the same configuration.

Moreover, if you are unhappy and kill them, there will be more.

Wu Mi did a lot of calculations and thought it was very profitable.

"So you will be my subordinate from now on."

Since Wu Mi is all a psychological activity, Fu Jiang has no idea what the mental journey of the man in front of her is like, she just feels baffled, and dares not speak out.

The other party had an expression of "If you don't agree, I will set fire to you now".

"……I see."

Fu Jiang succumbed to Wu Mi's lustful power.

(To tear this man to shreds one day!)

Wu Mi seemed to see her thoughts.

"In order to prevent you from betraying me, I will cast a curse on you."

Wu Mi pulled a thread on his hand, and blood flowed out from it.Considering the particularity of Fu Jiang's individuality, he took out quite a lot of blood this time, enough to create as much blood as a first quarter moon.

Looking at the lovely and pitiful beauty (head), Wu Mi ruthlessly poured blood down the other side.

Fu Jiang coughed for a while.

Then she felt a change in her body.Pain, agony, despair, heart-piercing... Her blood and Wu Mi's blood are devouring each other, the two are wrestling, and only the winner can control this body.

The opponent's lost body is rapidly regenerating.

While the other party was rolling all over the ground (head), Wu Yan took the torch and burned the rest.

If you want to kill her again in the future, I don't need these.

If Fu Jiang knew Wu Mi's thoughts at this time, he would definitely want to tear this man into pieces.

But she has no chance.

Wu Mi's blood defeated Fu Jiang's blood, and successfully occupied the high ground in [Fu Jiang]'s individual.

Fu Jiang: Damn it hurts my mother to death.

Fu Jiang: You're a damn man!

Fu Jiang: Mom, where are you, come and help me kill him!

Fu Jiang screamed in his heart.

Wuyou lifted the other person's head easily, "I can hear all your thoughts. But, you still have a mother? Could it be your split body?"

The body remained where it was, and Fu Jiang, whose head was raised, was aggrieved: "No."

Tomie: Yes.

"I hate it when people lie to me, you can kill yourself!"

"Don't!! I'll bring her here right away!!" Seeing that his life was about to be lost again, Fu Jiang chose to betray his companion, the adult Fu Jiang who was her "mother".

Wu Mi put his head back on the opponent's neck, and he wiped his hands with the opponent's clothes.

Fu Jiang was so wronged, but she couldn't say it, she couldn't even think about it.

She left quickly.

Wu Mi walked out of the deep alley and saw the child standing there.

"Yo, it's not lost, that's great."

He held out his hand, but Yuanyi's hand was hidden in his sleeve.

Wu Mi grabbed the opponent's shrunken little hand.

"It won't be lost again."

Tomie peeping: Oh, oh.

The author has something to say: ※With one Fu Jiang, you have countless subordinates who can be squeezed.

※My goal is not to be a funny player, why is this written so smoothly, why?I was just writing this pit for fun, how did I start serializing it? ?The world is confused.

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※[Warning]: The timeline and gender of the original work will be adjusted, that is to say, you will see Rizhu Zaomen Tanzi and her younger brother Shuwei, and Yiyong is the stepson.Let me avoid a thunder for you first.

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