Chapter 966 The Decline of the Blood Tribe 1
Seeing the ending, Xi Ning felt warm in her heart. This is good, really good. That Xi Ning will definitely live a good life, live comfortably and peacefully every day, and do justice to God from time to time, and get a little surprise.
"Click, click quickly!" As soon as the video ended, Mo Ming opened a page and said anxiously: "That one gets bigger, gets bigger!"
It's getting bigger again. This guy's current goal is to get bigger. If he doesn't know how to get bigger, he will think about evil. By the way, does it have that...well, it is indeed evil.
Xining raised his hand, and under the expectant gaze of little Mo Ming, who was as big as a mung bean, his fingers slowly came closer. Suddenly she stopped: "How did I do on this mission?"
Mo Ming was so angry that his face turned red, but he still coaxed patiently: "It's very good. You also obtained the divine status. Being canonized as a god by the supreme god of a place is a pretty good achievement."
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"Oh~" Xi Ning had the attitude of stalling for time and humbly asked for advice: "It's not that forcing the Supreme God to give way is the best result."
For the sake of the goal, endure it! Mo Ming's head began to smoke a little: "Is it easy to give up the position? It is not easy to give birth to the Supreme God in a place. I would rather die than give up my position. Either I will be overthrown by future generations, or the new Supreme God will overthrow me, even if I die, I will not give up my position." Give way.”
It is indeed like this... Xining chuckled: "If I believed you at that time and really solved the Zhou God and took over the Os God Clan, the body owner would not live long."
"Yes, yes, are you going to order it or not?" Mo Ming became angry: "If you don't order it, I'm going to get angry."
Xining immediately put his hands behind his back and hid them: "I want to see you angry."
This time, the fire above Mo Ming's head was on fire. Of course, it was not a real flame, but a red like fire.
"What is this?" Xining curiously stretched out a hidden hand in front of Mo Ming's red head and probed it to see if it was hot.
Suddenly, Mo Ming's two small arms like reed sticks hugged her wrists and pressed them against the page with all his strength, which was still a bit weak.
"Hey~" Xining flicked his hand and threw Mo Ming, who was as big as a medium-sized rag doll, out. Mo Ming rolled and rolled in mid-air for a long time before he stopped and flew back again, puffing up with air.
"Okay, okay, I'll let you grow up. But the next mission should be easier. Don't always let me be a follower, a mistress, a passerby, A, B, C, and D." Although this mission is still cannon fodder, at least I am tied to it. The God Clan is, after all, a fairy, much stronger than mortals.
"I know, don't worry. You have been made a god. You already have godhead. You will be able to answer tasks much more easily." Looking at Mo Ming's rigid assembly line face, he still found the glutinous rice dumplings to be cute.
Is there such a good thing about becoming a god? Happy, happy!
In order to be clearer, his fingers still reached the top of the body. The outline of Mo Ming's body became fainter, then expanded outwards, and finally stabilized.
Mo Ming finally grew up again and became...a foot-tall doll.
Mo Ming flew to her side, compared it, and immediately shouted: "That's it? Profiteer!"
Xining covered his ears, and then took out his fingers. He said this last time, but even if he is a profiteer, he still buys it?
She comforted: "It's much bigger than last time. Really, take your time, you will become the most beautiful system, and all systems will fall at your feet."
"They are all damn gods. They let the good-for-nothing Shangqing replace me. What's wrong with me? I'm so powerful..." Mo thought about something: "Yes, do the task."
This time Xi Ning saw Mo Ming's movements clearly. Although Mo Ming was very fast and passed by, he still saw... Mo Ming pointed his finger and then bumped into her. She felt the world spinning and the earth was spinning again. Entering the mission...
It should open the barrier leading to the mission, it must be so. Damn it, Mo Ming, can't you use gentler methods? Now you're bumping, but in the future when you grow up, you'll have to kick?
Slowly opening my eyes, I saw a dark room. Through the unopened window, I could see that it was almost dawn outside, and the fish-scale clouds looked like fish bellies in the light of dawn. Through this light, it is reflected that this room is quite large. She moved a little and heard a soft, weak voice from under the bed: "Miss Elrafee, are you awake?"
The difference from before is that the memory of the body owner comes out at once, no need to retrieve it slowly, just look at it step by step. Is this the result of becoming a god?
Xining turned over and muttered: "Well, it's still early, let's sleep a little longer."
Sleeping on the floor next to the bed was the body owner's maid Vivian. She heard her master speak and responded: "Okay, Miss Elrafee."
The owner is the daughter of Baron Salisbury and lives in the fief with her family. As the daughter of a minor nobleman, her life was neither good nor bad. It was better than the daughter of an ordinary squire. Nothing happened in these sixteen years.
With his eyes closed and his head resting on the pillow stuffed with duck down, Mo Ming received news.
Mo Ming: "There are no mission requirements."
The current tasks are really getting weirder and weirder. It’s not just a review, there’s no reference at all.
Xining frowned. Unrequested requests are the hardest.
Mo Ming: "Just a reminder, twenty kilometers to the east of this manor is the ancient town of Transylvania, and thirty kilometers to the west is a castle called Dracula's Castle."
Wait, Dracula!
Mo Ming: "Yes, the fifth generation Count Dracula of the Dracula family lives in the castle. He will take his bride to the ancient town for dinner tonight, and there will be hunters waiting for him. They will fight Up, Count Dracula's three brides will be killed, and Dracula will have a chance to escape, and the hunter will chase him to the castle three days later."
Xining: "What's the result? The count was killed, and the hunter continued his journey to other places. Then it's none of my business, just keep sleeping."
Mo Ming said with a hint of sinisterness: "I dare to try it in my spare time."
Xining: "Then what should I do? Go to the ancient town to help the vampire hunters completely eliminate the count, or help the vampires escape?"
"What a good suggestion!" Mo Ming seemed to be happy: "After all, you have done too many tasks and you know some things. You help Count Dracula escape, become his bride, kill Dracula, and become the new A generation of blood nobles. This is great, it’s a happy decision!”
Xining...
What a happy shit. Anything that happens to Mo Ming will immediately become dark. Kill Dracula and become a countess. Does she, a newborn vampire, have this ability? Even if he is killed, do he have the ability to stay in this position? That vampire hunter couldn't help but destroy her too.
She continued to sleep, happily treating herself as the noble lady she was.
Mo Ming: "You still have to help Dracula."
Why? No, sister wants to sleep.
Before Mo Ming could continue, "Eh~" a horse's neighing sounded in the distance, and then the sound of horse hooves came from far to near.
Mo Ming: "Get up, the vampire hunter is here. See how your father Williams treats him."
(End of chapter)