Three days later, the banquet of the butcher Ismail was held in Xingshan, and nine of the fourteen bandit leaders on the Qixing Mountain came. This did not include the "Sky Lord" and the butcher himself. It seems that the butcher is very popular in Qixing Mountain.

Compared to the "Lord of the Sky", the butcher's cottage was a little cramped. The nine bandit leaders and servants squeezed into the not-so-spacious hall, talking about their heroic deeds. Those with intersections were more real, and those without intersections were full of slogans. Manda, who was observing in secret, seemed to have seen a class reunion in the past life, but their topic was bloodier.

The cemetery lord Jamaru said, "Two months ago, I met several shepherds from Hei Shui City. The leader was a tough guy. I asked him to leave ten sheep. He refused to kill his two younger brothers, but he still refused to bow his head. I simply killed everyone around him. As long as he was willing to beg for mercy, I could still leave him a way out. As a result, this idiot was still fighting with a wooden stick. I stripped his skin off. You know my skills and I cut it clean. The skin was spread under my saddle. When I met the shepherds from Hei Shui City, I would show them this human skin. After seeing it, they would be more disciplined."

"Jamaru, don't talk about yourself like a hero," Umute, the mission seeker sneered, "I know this. At the beginning, you not only wanted ten sheep, but also ruined the shepherd's wife, so he fought with you."

Jamaru curled his lips and said, "So what? That woman is fucked and thin. If it were normal, I wouldn't even bother to look at her!"

Ghost Assassin Deschi asked, "Is there anything special that day? Did you take the wrong herb again?"

Jamalu had the habit of eating herbs for many years, not to cure diseases, but to listen to a wizard saying that this would allow him to complete the entry into the stage as soon as possible.

Listening to the ridicule of everyone, Jamaru spat and said, "I am the lord of the cemetery. No matter where I go, I should leave a grave! What qualifications do you have to laugh at me? Are you all good people? Deschi, I remember one time you killed more than thirty people in one go, and they took out all the things, but you still didn't let them go."

Deschi sneered: "Killing mortals is the power given to us by the gods, but I have never ruined women."

"That's because you are useless. Go and ask McCord (the jungle demon). Last time a wine dealer passed by. From old to young, no matter how young, he didn't let anyone go. He even cooked a child and ate it. The child's cry spread throughout the forest. You have heard of it!"

After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere in the hall reached its climax. The jungle demon McCord croaked and said, "Why haven't the Lord Lord come yet?"

The butcher laughed dryly and said, "It's almost here."

The cemetery lord ate a large piece of bacon and wiped his mouth, "While he hasn't come yet, let's talk about serious things. How do you plan to deal with the Rose Angel? He is not showing up now. Do you rush to Toutingshan to fight him?"

The butcher replied absent-mindedly: "It's good, it's good."

The ghost assassin shook his head and said, "This is not a good idea. Rose has thorns and is poisonous. If we want to defeat him in his lair, we may not be enough."

The Jungle Demon said: "There is also Lord Lord!"

The butcher responded and said, "Yes, there is also Lord Dominant."

The messenger of the mission said: "If the Lord is willing to take action, we might be able to destroy the rose's nest, then..."

He looked at everyone, and everyone looked at him, and the cemetery lord whispered: "We can drive him out of Qixing Mountain then."

The ghost assassin sneered: "Don't you want to leave a cemetery on Touxing Mountain? How could he be missing in that cemetery?"

"You mean to kill him?"

Everyone's eyes turned to the butcher, who laughed dryly, said, "Drink more alcohol, eat more meat, and then talk about serious things when the Lord Lord comes."

Through the window, seeing that everyone was completely relaxed under the influence of alcohol, Manda felt that the time was up.

He walked into the hall, and under the gaze of everyone, he smiled and said, "Everyone, are the food together?"

The cemetery lord was stunned: "Who are you?"

The ghost assassin looked at it and said, "I seem to have seen you."

The Jungle Demon croaked: "You are the one who seeks land for the Lord Lord."

The missionary envoy also remembered Manda: "What are you calling Roman? Is your land coming?"

Everyone laughed, and Manda smiled and said, "I have already obtained my land. The Lord of the Sky is a very generous person. He gave up the entire Mount Taixing to me and moved to hell alone."

The laughter came to an abrupt end, and the ghost assassin looked at Manda with his head tilted, and asked, "Silly Pig, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I'm too lazy to repeat the previous words. I'm here to ask everyone a question," Manda asked, movably, "Who gave you the nickname? Why does it sound so disgusting?"

"Little bastard!" The cemetery lord picked up the table knife, "Believe it or not, I'll peel you!"

"How to peel it? Is it like this?" Manda suddenly came behind the cemetery lord and peeled off the fat cheek on his right.

The cemetery lord cried out in pain and fell to the ground. The ghost assassin beside him was about to take action, but Manda cut off his wrist first.

The Jungle Demon stood up and pounced on Manda, who grabbed his hair and pressed it into the boiling soup pot: "Is that child calling? Your voice doesn't seem to be loud enough."

The missionary envoy was the only one who had the chance to draw his sword. Unfortunately, his sword had just been unsheathed, and the Lion woman outside the door broke into the door and stretched out her sharp claws and directly lifted off his skull.

The ghost assassin with a broken hand ran outside the door while the chaos was in the chaos, and each bandit leader left more than a dozen followers outside.

"Where have these idiots gone?" The ghost assassin looked around and finally saw them behind the wooden house.

The bandit leader's entourage were tied together, and more than a hundred people were squirming in the snow like meat balls.

Although their mouths were blocked, they could still make low whines, like some weird choir whining.

Moaila and Bruto were busy cutting their necks, pressing them to the ground like killing chickens, cutting them one by one.

The ghost assassin blocked his mouth with his remaining hand and wanted to leave as quietly as possible, but he was discovered by Mo'era just as he took a step.

In fact, Moaila had discovered him a long time ago, but she was too lazy to pay attention to him because of her work.

"Why did you run out?" Mo'era looked at the ghost assassin and said, "It's very dangerous outside, go back quickly!"

The ghost assassin tried to escape regardless of his own efforts. Sanjira, who was patrolling in the air, suddenly swooped down and grabbed his neck.

"Didn't you tell you? It's very dangerous outside, don't run around. I was on it just now. I heard you have killed more than thirty people at most at one time. I guess you can get rid of it if you get more than thirty blows."

Sanjira stuffed the ghost assassin back to the butcher's hall, and all those who should be put down were put down. Manda was carefully peeling off the cemetery lord's skin.

"Don't scream so loudly. You are a person close to the gods. I heard from the butcher that there are hundreds of human skins in your village. If I don't bring your skin back, your people will not listen to me. Of course, even if they listen to me, I can keep at most half..."

Blood sprayed on the butcher's face layer by layer, and he had long been numb to it.

He sat at the dining table, not daring to leave, nor dared to talk and look around. After a long time of silence, he picked up the fork and started eating.

A piece of blood with grease sprayed onto the plate. The butcher didn't care at all, and forked the meat from the plate and ate it in one bite.
Chapter completed!