The arrogance of the city

Chapter 644 Pharaoh!

I saw this mixed-race woman in the hall two days ago.

Although he didn't know the identity of the other party, but based on the position of the other party at that time, Qin Yuyi knew that her level in the underworld must not be low.

When she first came to the underworld, her mind was frozen and she was still in a dream, but through the adjustment of her mentality of staying at home for the past two days, she has gradually accepted the fact that she really came to the headquarters of the underworld.

After Li Futu went out, she came to the bed and took off her clothes cooperatively, leaving only her underwear.

Under the light, that delicate body glowed like a pearl, dazzling in white.

But only Yin Luohua, who is also a woman, can see this beautiful scenery.

Yin Luohua's expression didn't fluctuate, and she also sat on the bed while carrying the box.

The box was opened, and there was a piece of leather inside. Rows of sharp silver needles were inserted on the leather!
"It may be painful, bear with it."

Qin Yuyi showed no sign of fear, and silently nodded.

Outside the room, Li Futu closed the door, and Hei Wuchang's seemingly joking remarks just now came to mind again, and a trace of worry could not help showing in his eyes.

Although the news kept spreading, he believed that Granny Meng would definitely receive it, but at this moment he had to worry about another possibility.

What if Po Meng didn't come back after receiving the news?
Although the message he sent only said that he was in a hurry to find Granny Meng, and did not disclose the specific situation, it didn't mean that no one would tip off Granny Meng.

For example, at the moment, Yin Luohua is in the room to contain Qin Yuyi's corpse poison.

Regarding himself and Po Meng, the vast majority of people in the underworld kept silent, but a few people had an extremely clear attitude.

One is horse noodles.

One is the one who punishes evil.

Li Futu exhaled lightly, and it would be too late for him to go out to find Granny Meng again, so he could only hope that Granny Meng would be able to understand the general situation.

……

Europe.

The length can be ranked in the top ten Miluo River.

There are tall trees on both sides of the rolling river.

I don't know if it was because of the storm or some other reason, a big tree didn't grow upwards, but showed a curved arc, and the thick trunk stretched across the sky above the river.

At this moment, on the trunk of the tree, there was a person standing lightly, with a coquettish purple hair flying all over the sky with the howling river wind.

The river channel under her feet is relatively narrow, causing the river to flow through here very quickly.

"Sark, I just intruded inadvertently. You actually chased here from the country of Egypt. I have to admit that you are really patient."

She looked at the other side and sighed softly.

On the shore, a figure followed closely.

"Whether intentionally or not, you have disturbed the pharaoh's sleep, Meng Po, come back with me and ask the pharaoh for forgiveness!"

This person was wearing a dark brown robe, with his hands folded in the cuffs, and an extremely complicated pattern was tattooed on the back of his neck.

"Sark, that's just a dead bone, even the flesh has completely rotted away. Is that the so-called immortal pharaoh?"

The purple-haired woman smiled softly.

"Religion is really just a tool used to enslave the mind. If your pharaoh is really as great as you believe in, I should have been punished for breaking into his tomb, and you still need to hunt him down from thousands of miles away? The world is ignorant ? Are you also ignorant?"

"The crime of blasphemy against Pharaoh is punishable!"

Sac drank heavily, with a majesty like thunder, and then, he ignored the fast-flowing river in front of him, and stepped forward firmly.

On the Miluo River, an incredible scene appeared!
On the turbulent river, someone is walking on the waves!

Po Meng was not surprised, and there was even pity in her strange purple eyes.

sack.

The name is unpretentious.

But he is one of the emperors of the world!

The guardian of the Egyptian pharaoh's tomb and the spiritual leader of hundreds of millions of Egyptians!

In Egypt, where religious belief is paramount, Sac is like a god!

He is considered the heir to the will of Pharaoh.

Known as the contemporary pharaoh!

But such a strong man has not stepped out of the pharaoh's cemetery in the past 20 years.

Pharaoh bestowed great glory on him, but also imprisoned his thoughts and freedom to death.

If Granny Meng hadn't broken into the pharaoh's tomb this time, he would probably have been guarding that withered bone for the rest of his life.

Walking on the turbulent river, Sak is walking on the ground like a ghost. If there are ordinary people here, the world view will definitely collapse in an instant.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Sac came to Po Meng.

The deep eyes unique to Egyptians stared at Po Meng, and the right palm grabbed Po Meng's shoulder without hesitation.

"boom!"

On the surface of the river, the thick tree trunk burst open suddenly, and Po Meng's figure instantly turned from reality to nothingness!
Sac didn't fluctuate, as if he was about to anticipate, he turned around in an instant, and quickly stretched out his left hand.

Behind him, Po Meng had already appeared above the river.

The two palms collided, and the river under their feet suddenly stirred up big waves!
The river water splashed up, but there seemed to be a barrier invisibly. Neither Sak nor Po Meng had a drop of river water on them.

The river became more and more rough.

On the Miluo River, the battle between the two emperors is in full swing!
"Grandma Meng, come back with me. After two months, Pharaoh forgives me, and I will let you go."

Pharaoh Sac wasn't really that stubborn. If someone disturbed Pharaoh's rest, he would be punished with death, but he was facing Granny Meng, who was no weaker than him at this time, so he could only settle for the next best thing. .

But how could Po Meng agree.

"Sak, that dry bone may be the belief of you Egyptians, but to me, it is nothing."

Several silver lines shot towards Sak sharply, like light and lightning, almost hard to catch.

Sak's eyes were fixed, and he actively stretched out his arms to stir rapidly in front of him.

The silver threads originally shot at his shoulders, chest and abdomen were all wrapped around his arms.

Immediately, he clenched the silver thread tightly with both hands, and then pulled it!

The corners of Po Meng's mouth twitched slightly.

"Snapped."

After an imperceptible sound, all the silver wires broke, but Po Meng rushed towards him like a purple lightning bolt by taking advantage of Sak's pull.

"boom!!"

A palm appeared directly above Sac's head, but between lightning and flint, his keen sense of crisis made Sac tilt his head in time.

The palm that hit the skull was finally printed on Sak's left shoulder.

That palm is not wide. On the contrary, compared with Sak, who is nearly 1.9 meters above sea level, it seems that he can't do much harm to him, but with one palm, the Pharaoh of Egypt seems to be crushed by Mount Tai!

Whoa! !
The river splashed, and Sac was thrown into the river.

At this time, Po Meng's figure had already appeared on the shore.

"Sak, after chasing me for so long, you should wake up."

Looking at the empty river, Meng Po's figure slowly dissipated again.

A few seconds later, the surface of the lake exploded again, and Sac broke through the waves and landed on the shore. The god in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people was soaked and looked quite embarrassed at the moment.

Pulling away the silver thread that was still wrapped around his arms, he clenched his left hand, and felt a soreness in his shoulder.

Frowning slightly, he looked around, but there was no sign of Po Meng anymore.

(End of this chapter)