Absolute Great Teacher Chapter 711: From now on, you will be my holy pharaoh!

"First, your knowledge is too shallow!"

The scarab despise: "I must reiterate that I am a scarab, the patron saint of Egypt, and I am not a **** man!"

Liang Jumu frowned, a little angry, what the **** is Egyptia? Scarab? A broken bug dare to hang the word ‘Holy’?

In the middle-earth Kyushu, for the famous teachers, the word "Sheng" has a great meaning and cannot be profaned.

"Secondly, there is no future with you. My master is not necessarily number one in the world, but at least he has to be born out of nowhere. You are so amazing. You are so big and you don’t have much reputation. Why am I following you? Do you eat shit?"

The scarab beetle pokes its mouth.

"Of course, the most important thing is that you are too ugly."

Sun Mo couldn't help but glanced at the scarab, but he didn't see it. You still control the face?

What about eating shit?

Old Jia, you also said you are not a **** guy?

"You guys will die for me!"

Liang Jumu is annoyed, let's kill you first.

Since the tactics are useless, go ahead!

Lao Tzu is a dark master, who is afraid of whom?

"Spend full moon, stop playing, kill this broken bug soon."

Liang Jumu urged.

The offensive of that flower-tree puppet suddenly became fierce.

"Want to kill me?"

The Scarab also grinned and threatened: "Huh, you people of the dark dawn will die!"

After speaking, the Scarab looked at Sun Mo, licked a face, and offered flattery.

"Master, how am I doing this wave? Is it worth a hundred brains?"

"..."

Liang Jumu was dumbfounded.

What about the good Egyptian patron saint?

You look like a slave on your knees, like the castrated eunuchs in the palace, and you're still the **** leader who climbed up all the way, otherwise, flattering would never be like that.

"You can eat as many brains as you can kill."

Sun Mo doesn't matter anymore, it's just the generosity of others.

"The master is wise!"

The scarab cheered, and when facing the flower-wood puppet later, he used his soul to send a message: "Hey, man, do you want revenge? I can temporarily release him from your control!"

The Huamu puppet who was attacking immediately flicked, but because of the contract, she couldn't violate Liang Jumu's order at all.

"If you don't talk, I will treat you like you!"

As the scarab was talking, the huge unicorn on his forehead suddenly crackled, flashing a black electric arc, and then with a crackle, a thick lightning shot out and blasted on the flower-wood puppet.

On the other side, Liang Jumu's head shook, as if he was hit by a sledgehammer.

"Three minutes of freedom, you can get revenge now."

After the scarab was finished, the Huamu Puppet suddenly turned around and shot towards Liang Jumu.

"Damn it!"

Liang Jumu cursed: "Spread the full moon, have you forgotten your love for me? Have you forgotten my kindness to you? I cured your body so that you can live forever and stay with me. "

"But I never said to be your puppet."

A sharp voice retorted suddenly.

Sun Mo looked at the scarab beetle all at once, because it was the voice that gave it.

"She is so excited now that she can't speak, wishing that this guy would die and the whole family, so I helped to compose a line."

Scarab explained.

"Mr Liang, I am obsessed with you, but you repay me in this way?"

The sound of the flower puppet is a thousand times better than the scarab.

"Cure my body? I just wanted to understand later that it was just a strategy set up by you and the physician, but to make me willingly inject my soul into this puppet."

"Liang Jumu, you are so cruel!"

The Huamu puppets attacked fiercely, even if they died, they would die with Liang Jumu.

Slap!

Sun Mo took advantage of this opportunity to blow up that organ rat.

"Pharaoh, how do you know their story?"

Sun Mo was curious.

I thought it was a song and tearful love story, but I didn't expect it to hide such a dark side.

"I am proficient in all kinds of soul magic. To use the terminology of our western country, I am a master of dark magic."

The scarab is very proud: "Swallow the brain, and I can get the memory and knowledge of the corpse, and instantly master their language."

Sun Mo frowned: "Doesn't that mean that the more brains you swallow, the stronger, the stronger you will be?"

"It is necessary, otherwise, why can I be the patron saint of Egypt?"

When the Scarab said this, his tone was full of arrogance.

When did the scarab beetle also play an important role in the inheritance of Egyptian knowledge, it can be said that the scarab is Egyptian, as long as it lives, the country will not perish.

Because the existence of a country depends on civilization, and the scarab itself is the carrier of civilization.

As long as the scarab is willing, it can even gather its people to build a brand new Egypt in this strange eastern capital.

Different race?

It's okay!

Children don’t understand anything. As long as the scarabs brainwash them from childhood, they will firmly believe that they are Egyptians.

Sun Mo was silent. He obviously thought of this. As an Oriental, although he is not a racist, he does not want a country with other civilizations to stand on his own land.

"Uh!"

The scarab suddenly discovered that he talked too much. This human being seems to be trying to get himself involved. Do you want to beg for mercy?

Indicate that you don’t have two hearts?

"Pharaoh, don't worry, I won't execute you!"

Sun Mo comforted.

"Master, you are so kind!"

Scarab’s mouth is grateful, but in terms of expression, it obviously doesn’t believe it.

"I’m a big flower planter, there’s something for everyone. Now, are you a patron saint in exile? If one day you can’t go back, I will allow you to live in this country , Build your civilization and continue your career."

Sun Mo is not joking.

Maybe this country can bring new enlightenment to the Eastern world. Of course, it may also be a bad thing, but that is something that future generations have to worry about.

What does Sun Mo hate most?

It's the kind of massacre and genocide, the kind of war where killing is a pleasure.

The value of a civilization is immeasurable.

Sun Mo wanted the knowledge of Egypt, but he thought with his knees. He knew that even if the scarab was unscrupulous, he would never compromise in this matter, so it’s better to let it build a country and slowly Of inclusiveness.

"I seem a little shameless?"

Sun Mo curled his lips: "From today, you will be my holy pharaoh!"

The scarab was taken aback, then knelt down, with a voice like Hong Zhong.

"As you wish, my master!"

One person, one worm, uncertain, each has ideas, but a preliminary contractual relationship is still established.

"This is your first battle, and then I will leave it to you!"

Sun Mo joked.

"Fight for you, my master!"

The Saint Pharaoh didn't have any joking air. After he solemnly said the matter, he stood up again and faced Liang Jumu.

Om!

At the feet of Saint Pharaoh, a black halo suddenly unfolded, and waves of black fog radiated around like a tide.

Om!

Liang Jumu's head was dizzy and mentally uneasy. It was as if he was about to die suddenly after a week of staying up all night, and he seemed to have a high fever and his head was dizzy.

"This bug really retained its strength!"

Sun Mo was not surprised.

This black halo, called the chaos halo, can bring mental shock to the human brain and reduce the opponent's will to fight.

Although Sun Mo was standing in the halo, because he was the master of the holy pharaoh, he was exempted and did not receive any radiation.

"The swarm will devour you!"

The holy pharaoh roared, his wings spread.

Boom!

A large group of black mist spewed out, and then a large number of walnut-sized scarabs appeared from it, flapping its wings, like a bomber, and swept towards Liang Jumu.

These insects not only **** blood and eat meat, but also carry various diseases. As long as they bite, they will quickly infect.

"Ah, what is this?"

Liang Jumu screamed, hurriedly trying to drive away these bugs.

But it's too difficult.

The bugs are not big, there are so many, there is no way to defend them completely.

The Saint Pharaoh charged and began to stubbornly beam Jumu, while the flower puppets wandered around, waiting for an opportunity to attack. In an instant, Liang Jumu was suppressed.

"Spread the full moon, you **** it!"

Liang Jumu burst out: "If you don't stop, I will kill your soul!"

Although you will lose a lot by doing this, it is better than being killed by your own puppet.

When Sun Mo heard this, his expression moved, and he immediately activated the proof of spiritual freedom.

On Liang Jumu's side, there was a snap in his head, as if something was broken, and his **** to the flower puppets was also lost in an instant~IndoMTL.com~Sun Hei Dog, what did you do? "

Liang Jumu was frightened and angry.

"Guess?"

Sun Mo is relieved, this time, he must not respond.

The Huamu Puppet returned to freedom, a little startled, but after a few seconds, she reacted, she doesn't belong to anyone, she regained her freedom.

So!

Vengeance can also begin!

"Master Sun, Master Sun, let me go?"

Liang Jumu started begging for mercy, but he couldn't do it. These bugs are so hard to deal with. When they bite on the body, they are just a bite of meat. The feeling of tearing the skin is really painful.

There are also flower puppets, which I have spent twelve years on and made by myself. I know how strong it is.

Damn Sun Mo, can he break the contract between the psychic and the psychic beast? He can't master the word of God, right?

Because Shenyu has the highest authority in the psychic contract, it can do this kind of thing.

"I know Holland’s next lair. I also know where he hides the experimental data. You must want it? That can directly improve the alchemy, herbalism, and medical skills of your Zhongzhou Academy by twenty Important information for the year."

Liang Jumu made an offer.

Sun Mo was a little moved, but before he could speak, the flower puppet's long sword poked and pierced his throat.

Huh!

The flower-wood puppet drew his sword, pulled a sword flower, and threw off the blood on it, then looked at the corpse, standing still.

"..."

Sun Mo is helpless, am I a steal? By the way, the person in charge here is Holland? It seems that he is an extremely trusted subordinate of the corona star master.

At this moment, the Huamu Puppet looked at Sun Mo and pointed his sword away.

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