Chapter 915 You Are Too Low-Key
Wen Yurou quickly landed and confirmed that the middle-aged man had indeed burped. Then he walked aside and sat down, took out a crystal core and began to restore energy.
The curse-killing ability mainly relies on mental power, but energy output is equally important.
It's just that the energy mobilized by the curse killing ability does not belong to the nine elemental systems.
It is the power of death that is opposite to the vitality of the wood element.
Compared to other companions, Wen Yurou is much worse at recovery.
The recovery efficiency provided by almost all crystal cores can only be said to be half the result with half the effort.
There were rustling sounds in the mountains and forests, and Mo Bei was seen walking slowly over.
But Qi Wei's fate can be imagined.
"Xiaorou, hasn't Meng She come back yet?"
Mo Bei looked around and didn't see Meng She.
"I saw an explosion in the southeast before. Brother Meng should be back soon..."
Wen Yurou tilted her head slightly and said with some uncertainty.
The young man Meng She was dealing with seemed to have been running away, and the place where the two were fighting was getting farther and farther away.
She wasn't quite sure how it would turn out, either.
However, due to the scale of the explosion, Mengshe probably used the strongest method.
I guess it shouldn't be a big problem.
Mo Bei raised his head and looked to the southeast. The mountains and forests were shadowy, and there were mountain peaks blocking his view.
"You stay here, I'll go take a look."
With a soft word to Chong Wen, Mo Bei rose directly into the sky and flew towards the southeast.
After a while, Mo Bei saw the fallen trees and vegetation, with flames still burning in the center.
Meng She was sitting in the deep pit, holding the crystal core to recover while quietly looking at the burning skeleton.
"Brother Mo."
Mo Bei did not hide his aura fluctuations, so Meng She also noticed his arrival immediately.
"Is everything done?"
"Well, this guy wanted to fight back before he died, so I just gave him an owl's head."
Meng She chuckled, put away the unabsorbed crystal core and stood up.
Mo Bei nodded slightly, "Let's go, Xiaorou is waiting for us."
Pei Rong's skeleton has almost turned into ashes, so there is no need to worry that the other party is some kind of hidden son of destiny.
"OK."
Meng She nodded obediently and walked to Mo Bei's side.
Mo Bei grabbed Meng She's shoulder and flew towards Wen Yurou's location.
A moment later, another burst of fire burned Qi Zhiyi's body to ashes.
When the one-hour time limit arrived, the teleportation mark on the back of Mo Bei's hand quickly unfolded, and a teleportation gate appeared in front of the three of them.
Mo Bei and the other three quickly stepped into it and disappeared.
The next moment, what appeared in front of the three people was a tidied lawn.
There were several large lamps standing around, illuminating the lawn as if it were daytime.
Many Yunding soldiers and many Chuncheng soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms gathered together, drinking happily and eating large pieces of meat.
"Mo Bei, you are back."
Wang Mingyang's voice came from behind, and Mo Bei and the others turned around quickly.
The teleportation mark was planted by Wang Mingyang. Once it is activated, he will definitely sense it immediately.
Even the position where the teleportation gate will unfold was set by him in advance.
"Boss, the matter has been finished..."
Seeing that there was no one around, Mo Bei told the story in a low voice.
Wang Mingyang listened silently and sighed slightly, "Maybe our low profile is wrong and will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble."
"Boss, I think that at the appropriate time, we should really show our strength and stand in front of others."
Mo Bei thought about it for a moment and said slowly.
In fact, there are many such arguments within Genting.
Facing the imminent coming of the Ancient Angel Legion, the right way is to unite any forces that can be united.
Wang Mingyang previously believed that Genting should focus on developing its own strength.
Coordinating the whole of China can be left to the Kyoto Shelter.
This future battle requires real high-end combat power.
When an ant bites an elephant to death, just talk about it.
Facing an opponent above the god level, no amount of ants will help.
But now, because of Genting's low profile, some people have the desire to despise and seize power.
The information about the Ancient Angel Legion has already been disclosed.
It is impossible for seventh-level powerhouses like Qi Wei and the others not to know.
But when it comes to their own interests, they still only think about fighting for power.
"I will consider it... Ignore that for now, relax and go get together with everyone!"
Wang Mingyang pondered for two seconds, patted Mo Bei on the shoulder, and said with a smile.
You have to eat the meal one bite at a time and do the things one by one.
Even if Genting's style of doing things needs to be changed, it won't happen overnight.
"Okay boss."
Mo Bei chuckled and walked towards the corner with gentle words and Meng She.
There were several other members of the Dark Night Team at that location.
The lawn is located in the corner of the villa area at the foot of the mountain.
Wang Mingyang walked aside and looked at Yunhu Lake in the distance without saying a word.
"What troubles our King of Cloud Lake so much?"
After a while, Ye Jianfeng, who returned from Chuyi City, came over with two bottles of liquor.
It has been more than two years since the apocalypse came, and ordinary beer has long expired.
Only those bottom survivors would drink.
However, the shelf life of white wine and red wine is relatively long, and the existing ones in Yunhu Villa Area are basically these wines.
Seeing Wang Mingyang turn his head, Ye Jianfeng smiled and handed over a bottle of liquor.
"Nothing, just blowing the wind."
Wang Mingyang shook his head, took the bottle and clinked it with Ye Jianfeng.
"I heard from Gong Zhan that three civilian strongmen from Guizhou Province were very ignorant today!"
Ye Jianfeng stood beside Wang Mingyang, looking at Yunhu Lake in the distance with him, and said casually.
"Is Captain Gong so loud?" Wang Mingyang was a little amused.
"If it were me... I would definitely let them die on the spot in front of everyone."
Ye Jianfeng took a sip of wine, glanced at Mo Bei and others in the corner, and said calmly.
"Hehe, you are decisive."
Wang Mingyang chuckled, raised the white porcelain bottle and took a sip.
This Moutai wine that has been stored in the cellar for 20 years tasted like beer when they drank it.
Although Ye Jianfeng did not say it explicitly, the meaning behind his words obviously guessed what Mo Bei and others who had just returned had done.
He did not have any objections, but told Wang Mingyang in another way that he supported any decision he made.
Originally, this operation was a three-party joint operation, with Wang Mingyang leading the Yunding warriors as the main force.
Soldiers from Rongcheng and Chuncheng blocked the fleeing beasts outside the Black Bamboo Ridge.
Those civilian warriors who heard the news and rushed over were just icing on the cake.
Whether they were there or not would not affect the result.
"Brother Wang, you are too low-key!"
Ye Jianfeng sighed lightly, turned around and looked at Wang Mingyang, "The combat power of Yunding Base is definitely the first in China, even the first in Blue Star. In this case, as the king of Yunding, you are not well-known and are not even on the top 100 list in China..."
"Don't blame me for this. The number of times I have taken action in China is really limited."
Wang Mingyang shrugged and retorted innocently.
In fact, it is true. It's not that no one has mentioned Wang Mingyang's name on the forum.
But that was before the third and fourth levels.
After the fifth level, Wang Mingyang basically did not take action.
All the battles took place abroad, and apart from the people in Genting, few people in China knew about it.