Chapter 651

Yang Qun took a look at the oil fingerprint on his shoulder. He couldn't help frowning. Although he ate very ugly, it was a little disgusting.

The man called butcher regarded him as his confidant.

"Hahaha, ignore these guys. Tu Hao will run away every time he fights. The smiling clown is even more treacherous. He is not the same as us. He grinds and chirps when he eats. Why not enjoy the big fish and meat and shake it with a small wine glass? Is it disgusting?" the butcher ravaged the food on the table and discussed it loudly, His words are equivalent to directly scolding all the strong people present, but he doesn't care.

No wonder the smiling clown described him as an impolite rude barbarian. It seems that not only in eating, but also his idea is equally vulgar and simple.

"Come on, nuclear bomb!! come together!!" the butcher seems to have close friends. It's the nuclear bomb with the explosive head. However, if you think about it carefully, you will understand that both of them are straight and have a hot personality. They have a straight personality. Naturally, they have a good relationship.

The nuclear bomb took the wine cup to Yang Qun and others and waved to the butcher: "I won't eat with you. Don't come near me."

The butcher didn't care: "it's all right!! it doesn't matter whether we eat or not. Who and who are we!!"

The black lines on the nuclear bomb's face came out. He and the butcher were fierce and violent maniacs fighting directly, so they became friends with each other. But in terms of eating... Some people don't want to accept their so-called friends.

The nuclear bomb raised a glass to Yang Qun: "welcome, and thank you for saving me."

Everyone was surprised to see the nuclear bomb. The saint under the flame explosion demon God, the nuclear bomb, was saved by the death saint??

Yang Qun smiled and acquiesced to their relationship.

At the same time, Yang Qun also put down a string in his heart. It seems that the nuclear bomb has not been exposed. He knows that the nuclear bomb has betrayed the gods after his own transformation. He secretly operates and plots in the gods' organization. Although he can't see results now, at least he hasn't exposed his feet.

"To introduce you, this is the saint of the golden devil."

"This is the saint of Lord Black Dragon."

One by one, the nuclear bomb introduced the approaching saints to Yang Qun. These were the saints just led by the demon God present, except one.

"This is..."

"Ghost, the saint of death knows." when the voice of the nuclear bomb fell, the ghost walked through the crowd to Yang Qun and robbed him. It seemed that the man born in the dark also changed his suit at this time, but the mask of his face still completely covered his face. There was not even an eye hole on the mask, only a dark darkness.

Ghost is one of the few strong people here who do not belong to any demon God. He is neither a saint nor an envoy. He is a free man.

At the same time, he is also a terrible strong man who most hopes to advance to level 6.

There was no friction and no deep contact. Yang Qun exchanged greetings with the saints and had a general understanding.

There are 11 saints and more than 30 fifth order envoys here.

The status of saints is naturally higher than that of God's envoy. There is only one saint, but God's envoy can have many names. Only these saints can get close to Yang Qun. They form a small circle around Yang Qun, which is more noble than the fifth order gods. More powerful than those ordinary fifth order strong people.

Of course... With the exception of a strong ghost who is expected to be upgraded to a sixth order demon God, he can naturally speak in the most noble circle.

As time passed, two hours had passed in the twinkling of an eye.

The banquet ended at 3 a.m. and Yang Qun only knew about the strong, but the real people of the dead saints finally met and knew each other.

The slightly beautiful fourth-order maid brought Yang Qun back to his own room. Naturally, the place provided for guests to rest in this manor is also extremely luxurious. Those tables, chairs and wooden cabinets are of Danish style in the 19th century and are purchased from Quentin, France. Those porcelain products are French gian ceramics purchased from Tiffany. Even the tablecloth on the table is Damascus satin, which is also purchased from Quentin, France.

Such a set of furniture is also sky high before the end of the world.

No matter how picky the saint is, living in such a room can satisfy his vanity. Here is not only luxury, but also a palace of art.

Yang Qun refused the maid's "dedication."

After closing the door, Yang Qun began to check whether the room had monitoring equipment.

No... neither technology nor powers appear in this room.

They are saints and demons. If the gods are really blatantly monitoring them in this manor, they may cause serious dissatisfaction with these sixth order strong people. No one wants others to explore their privacy, especially the sixth order demons. Most of them are distorted in their hearts, and they don't want others to know what they have done in the room!!

"Gulu, Gulu, Gulu."

The water pipes in Yang Qun's room made strange noises, and streams of clear springs penetrated from the water pipes.

This liquid seems to have its own consciousness. They twist and condense, and gradually form a red fruit woman.

It is the water shadow that reaches the sixth order ability!!

Shuiying's body loomed and became transparent under the moonlight on the windowsill. She walked slowly to Yang Qun and whispered the news she had inquired about.

"What is hidden in this manor is..."

"Miss lark, they were hidden in..."

After Shuiying finished the news, his whole body burst into a pool of water stains. The pool of water stains moved quickly, slowly retracted into the silver faucet and disappeared.

Yang Qun sighed and walked slowly in front of the window sill inlaid with silver patterns.

"Hoo..." bursts of gray breath slowly floated out, and Yang Qun gradually disappeared into the room.

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A gray breath of death quickly jumped up under the silver moon, and no one could find the secret gray trace. Those demons and gods were talking secretly in the narrow secret room. No one could stop Yang Qun in this manor.

Through the green field, through the farm, in the mysterious garden behind the manor, a secret door leads to a more mysterious area.

Near the secret door, the infrared detector and thermal detector are still working. Coupled with the strange magic pattern on the secret door, it is difficult for anyone to hide their identity.

Yang Qun carefully observed the magic totem.

That's... Detecting the border.

If he doesn't have Dracula's knowledge, Yang Qun can't understand the operation mode of the magic array at all. The complex magic totem is not what Yang Qun can understand at all. The operation mode of these pattern energy is the result of the repeated research experiments of the so-called "magicians" from generation to generation. A layman has no choice but to break it by force.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is a fairy tale and magical magic. After Yang Qun combines the knowledge given by Dracula with modern science, the operation mode of these pattern energy can be explained by science, and can also be decomposed and applied one by one, just like a mathematical equation.

Yang Qun slowly analyzed the magic array in front of him by cursing a large amount of magic knowledge stored in blood and tears. Although the magic boundary is complex, it can only be regarded as a chicken feather for the understanding of magic by the ancestors of Dracula blood clan.

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