In another inn, Wu Mingkong sat like this with Wuqing and Zhui Ming.

Wuqing has become a level 7 gunman in these days of training. At level 5, he unlocked Gatlin and a new type of bullet called silver bullet. Like floating bullets, this bullet also requires true energy to be activated.

Unfortunately, Wuqing has only been able to break through the blood quenching period in the past few days, and there are still four stages before the orifice refining period where true qi is produced.

The system of chasing fate was because his system was provided by Wu Mingkong. After Wu Mingkong's transformation, he quickly got on the right track of cultivation. The system of chasing fate was created by Wu Mingkong mixed with some concepts of meditation and inner alchemy in wizards.

The system name uses one soul, ten souls, hundreds of souls, etc. in the soul wizard.

Of course, Zhui Mingkong is not even a soul now. Although Zhui Mingkong’s current pursuit of life is no different from that of ordinary people, it is impossible to tell that it is a soul at all. But in fact, these are all the credits of Wu Mingkong’s transformation. Zhui Mingkong’s current actual situation is actually very weak, especially after Wu Mingkong’s transformation.

Now he can only use the skills recorded by Wu Mingkong in his memory to suck the thin energy of heaven and earth between heaven and earth to replenish himself.

So although you are very strong in chasing your life, you actually enter the country very slowly. Wuruthless may break through to the Gangqi realm, and chasing your life may not necessarily become the first soul stage.

"By the way, I have such a sluggish luck, I probably won't encounter any unlucky things."

Wu Mingkong looked at his luck, and since he lifted the seal for the meteorite, he swallowed the world and his luck continued to decline. Although this reached Wu Mingkong's previous thoughts, Wu Mingkong was actually very dissatisfied. He wanted to reduce his luck in order to observe the structure and various parameters of the luck. As a result, Wu Mingkong had no time to observe it at all, and he lost so much luck in vain.

Wu Mingkong may not lose, but the world will definitely not make any profit.

"The Xuanjingsi arrests the important criminals, and the idle people leave quickly."

After a loud shout, a team of Xuanjingsi personnel wearing Xuanniao robe rushed into the inn directly.

The target was a bearded man at the table next to Wu Mingkong. When the man heard this, he immediately grabbed the long sword beside the table and rushed out with a steadily.

"The court hawks and dogs dare to bark."

The great man did not escape, but instead drew out his long sword and slashed directly at the people in the leadership of Xuan Jingsi.

Wu Mingkong couldn't help but sigh.

"There is the Wugeng Sect in front, and now it is the Xuan Jingsi. If you continue like this, you may meet the Iron Blood Army."

These are not the key points. The key points are that Wu Mingkong discovered that it seems that the organization under the four pillars of Daqian are not very famous.

Xuan Jingsi is better, it is called the court hawk, but the Wugeng Sect is the worst. Not only is it called the court hawk, but it is also called the castration.

As for the reputation of the Imperial Heavenly Prison, Wu Mingkong was not very clear about it. Anyway, he had never met the Imperial Heavenly Prison who was in trouble.

On the contrary, the Iron Blood Army. Although there are some negative situations in the world, those people in the world dare not scold so blatantly. It is probably related to the nature.

The Iron Blood Army targets alien races, while the Wugeng Sect targets the lower-level owners, while the Xuan Jingsi deals with the people in the martial arts world.

The big man cut off the head of a man named Xuan Jingsi with a knife, threw it away, and happened to fall on the table of Wu Mingkong and the other two.

"Can you both endure this?" Wu Mingkong felt that at this time, Wuqing and Zhuiming should take action, but seeing the two of them sitting steadily, Wu Mingkong thought they were the bosses.

"Bang..."

With a gunshot, Wuqing took off the cannon in his hand, and the big man was blown away half of his body, and blood foam flew all over the inn.

The soul-catching lock on Zhui Ming's hand locked the head that fell on their table. With just a swing, it directly shook back to the headless corpse of the man named Xuan Jingsi whose head had been cut off.

No, I asked you to show off. You solved it so quickly. Isn’t it a bit disrespectful to each other?

No matter how you say it, you have to let the other party say something and die, right?

In the end, Wu Mingkong still didn't say it. Sure enough, he was not the protagonist. He didn't even know the most basic eyes, and the younger brother under his command could not even show off. This made Wu Mingkong very melancholy, and he could only rely on himself.

The atmosphere in the inn was quiet because of the ruthless hand cannons, especially those Xuanjingsi, who couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Are you serious about the steps you took back?" Wu Mingkong couldn't help asking.

"Who are you?" asked a man from Xuan Jingsi, who seemed to be the largest official position.

Wu Mingkong was thinking, should he call Zhuge Zheng or call him capture God?

"Since you are unwilling to say that the main evil is apart, so I will go back and hand in the office first."

After speaking, the people from the Hanging Mirror were eager to let their parents give birth to two legs and rode on a fast horse and galloped away.

Only Wu Mingkong, with a terrifying face, was left: "No, I haven't reported my name yet. You don't follow the rules of the world."

There are no rules in the world. Since the criminals they are going to arrest are gone, they will naturally have to go back and hand in the job. How could they stay next to this fierce god who raised his hand and killed a warrior in the Gangqi realm? Of course, they run as fast as possible.

The people of Xuan Jingsi have been struggling in this world for countless years. They have long known that there is no benefit to curry favor with those experts. At most, they are squeezed out and deal with it at will.

This is the real world. As for the so-called chivalrous thing, you have to wait until you become the top group of people in the world to be qualified to own it.

But Xuan Jingsi and the people of Jianghu can see these clearly. Those at the bottom may be able to see these, but they will seize them desperately. This may be one of the few opportunities they can break free from their lower-level lives.

For example, a beggar outside the door who witnessed all this.

Regardless of the blood foam in the inn, he staggered all the way to Wu Mingkong's table, and knelt down directly. He kowtowed three times first, and then shouted loudly: "Hero, please accept me as your disciple."

This little beggar was also smart. He did not kneel to Wu Mingkong or any of them, but was in the center between them.

Wuqing and Zhuixian did not respond, probably because of the sequelae of the transformation, which made the two of them feel a little indifferent, and it looked like they were carved from the same mold.

Wu Mingkong stared at this little beggar, thinking that this little beggar was very interesting.

"It's not okay to accept disciples, but if you can do what I have given you, I will let you be my younger brother, just like these two." Wu Mingkong pointed to Wuqing and Zhuiming.
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