Beast Summoner

"Why do you scold the High Priest of the Undead like this? Is there any deep hatred between you?" Li Zhenbang looked puzzled.

Gu Ci's teeth were itching with hatred, and he cursed in his heart, "This is obviously the result you want, as a bastard, but you insist on pretending that it has nothing to do with you. You and the high priest are both bastards!"

But Gu Ci's words were just a curse in his heart, and he didn't dare to show it on his face. For the undead tribe, the horror of God's trembling is no less terrifying than the punishment of the high priest, but for Gu Ci,

The horror of the trembling gods is greater than the punishment of the high priest.

"You don't know how useless the High Priest of the Undead is. I have done so many things for him, but I just made some small mistakes and he almost killed me. If my teacher hadn't begged for mercy, maybe

I’m completely out of my mind now!”

Next, Gu Ci told an emotional story about the grudges and grudges between him and the High Priest of the Undead. As for whether this story is true or false, only Gu Ci himself knows.

After finishing speaking, Gu Ci said again: "Do you think the High Priest of the Undead does not know right from wrong, is arbitrary, and is dehumanizing?"

Li Zhenbang did not answer Gu Ci, but took out something like a crystal ball and started playing with it.

Gu Ci looked at Li Zhenbang in confusion, not understanding what he was doing.

"Okay, I almost forgot how to use this thing!" After playing with it a few times, Li Zhenbang smiled at Gu Ci, scratched his head, and looked embarrassed.

"This is..." Gu Ci couldn't help but swallowed. Although he didn't see what this crystal ball was, he always had a bad feeling in his heart.

"The High Priest of the Undead is an old fool who doesn't know what's right and wrong. He is an arbitrary dictator. He is..." Gu Ci looked at him in astonishment before a scene suddenly appeared in front of him. It was exactly the scene when he was cursing the High Priest of the Undead...

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"This is a magic memory crystal, specially used to remember what happened in the past. Although it is rare, you can still get it with a little effort and money. I haven't used it for so long that I almost forgot how to use it."

Li Zhenbang rubbed his nose and smiled at Gu Ci.

Gu Ci stared at Li Zhenbang with wide eyes, his eyes full of anger. If eyes could kill, Li Zhenbang would have been destroyed by ashes long ago.

"Li Zhenbang, what do you mean?" Gu Ci roared angrily.

"It's not interesting. I just thought the scene just now was quite interesting, so I recorded it as a souvenir."

"By the way, what do you think of my shooting techniques? I think my shooting is good in terms of angle and content, especially emotions. Of course, it is inseparable from your full emotional catharsis, which makes my shooting more

Soul!" Li Zhenbang said with approval on his face.

"You may not know that I have always had a dream, that is to be an excellent photographer who can take the most beautiful pictures and the most real emotions, so that more people will feel the emotions when they see the images I have taken.

When you are there, you will resonate with the people in the image breathing the same fate!"

"Your performance just now was very good. I believe that when someone sees it, they will be impressed by you! But don't worry, I will definitely not harm you."

"I won't let anyone see this scene until the undead tribe is destroyed and the high priest burps. If the undead tribe is destroyed, this scene may be a way for you to save your life." Li Zhenbang directed at Gu Ci.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Am I interesting enough for you?"

Gu Ci's mouth almost became angry. What he said sounded like that, but in fact, it was Li Zhenbang who held his own handle.

He didn't know whether this image could save his life in the future, but he knew that once this image was seen by the High Priest of the Undead, his life would be at risk.

"As the Holy Son of the Undead, why do you insist on destroying the Undead? You are the Holy Son of the Undead, and your sister Li Ruoyue is the Saint of the Undead. Without the support of the Undead, you

You will become a living target all over the world!" Gu Ci looked at Li Zhenbang in confusion.

Li Zhenbang's sister Li Ruoyue is a saint of the undead tribe. His teacher Gu Jun's forced abduction of Li Ruoyue was a bit excessive, but even if his teacher didn't take action, other people from the undead tribe would.

If Li Zhenbang has nothing to do with the Undead clan, it is reasonable for him to hate the Undead clan. However, it is already certain that Li Zhenbang is the Son of the Holy Son, but he has such deep resentment towards the Undead clan, which is a bit unjustifiable.

Although Li Zhenbang has not yet accepted the inheritance and become the true Holy Son, he has clearly told Li Zhenbang that he is the Holy Son, and there is only one inheritance left. Then Li Zhenbang should think about issues from the perspective and identity of the Holy Son.

Even if Li Zhenbang can't accept it for a moment and can't really think about the undead tribe, he still won't shout and kill. He must let the undead tribe be destroyed! If the undead tribe is really destroyed, what can Li Zhenbang do to Li Zhenbang, who is the Holy Son?

What are the benefits?

Gu Cicai didn't believe that the Holy See would let go of Li Zhenbang, the holy son of the Undead, nor did he believe that the Holy See would let go of Li Zhenbang's sister Li Ruoyue, the saint of the Undead.

If there really were no undead tribe, Li Zhenbang, the holy son of the undead tribe, and Li Ruoyue, the saintly daughter of the undead tribe, would be left alone and helpless.

As the saying goes, if a drum is broken and thousands of people beat it, if a wall is knocked down by everyone, then not only the Holy See will use every means to kill them, but people all over the world will use every means to kill them.

Even if they really played a big role in destroying the undead tribe, even if they played a key role, Gu Ci didn't believe that Li Zhenbang and Li Ruoyue would be safe.

Especially the people of the Holy Church, they may allow one or two necromancers and undead warriors to live, but they will never allow the undead saint son and undead saint daughter to live.

If the Holy Son of the Undead Tribe can create a divine palace, then he can certainly create a second Divine Mansion. The Holy Son of the Undead Tribe is the son of the God of Death, and his soul is immortal. Even if all the Undead Tribe are destroyed, there will still be no death.

As long as the Holy Son exists, the undead tribe will inevitably be reborn.

"Don't talk to me about your bullshit saint son and saint of the undead clan. I, Li Zhenbang, am Li Zhenbang, not your bullshit saint son of the undead clan. My sister Li Ruoyue is my sister Li Ruoyue, and I am also not your bullshit saint of the undead clan!" Li Zhenbang!

His face was stern and he put away his smile.

"You undead people are persecuting us, and you still want me to treat you with courtesy? How ridiculous! I am not a gentleman. I ask myself that I cannot repay grievances with straight words, let alone repay grievances with kindness. I can only retaliate with tooth for tooth, eye for eye,

Blood for blood, grudge for grudge." Li Zhenbang's eyes narrowed slightly, murderous aura surging around his body.

"However, I am not an ignorant person. I also understand the principle of repaying kindness with kindness, and repaying a drop of kindness with a spring of spring." Li Zhenbang's tone softened slightly, and his murderous aura also subsided.

"There is no deep hatred between us. Although Brother Omega killed one of your clones, it seems that your strength has not been greatly affected."

"You know very well that if I wanted to kill you now, it would be effortless! But I didn't do that. Instead, I gave you a guarantee of survival in the future."

"So I think some of the unpleasantness that happened between us should be gone. What do you think?" Li Zhenbang looked at Gu Ci with a smile and asked.

Gu Ci felt a little chill in his heart. How could he not lower his head when he was under the eaves? Don't look at Li Zhenbang looking at him with a spring breeze on his face, but if he dared to say no, I'm afraid this warm spring breeze would immediately turn into a bone-chilling cold wind.

Deboning steel knife.

"Although your teacher Gu Jun arrested my sister in the God's Mansion, I have always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges. Your teacher's mistakes have nothing to do with you. Don't worry, I will not take my anger out on you." Li Zhenbang was very happy.

He said it casually.

Gu Ci swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He heard Li Zhenbang's words clearly. Li Zhenbang was reminding him and making him aware of something.

His life is in Li Zhenbang's hands. As for repaying kindness with kindness and not being angry, just listen to it and don't take it seriously.

That's all when he's useful. If he doesn't show enough value, then everything is just empty talk.

Gu Ci deeply remembered what Li Zhenbang said at the beginning. He was not a gentleman. He could not repay grievances directly, let alone repay grievances with kindness. He would only retaliate with tooth for tooth, eye for eye, blood for blood, and so on.

Complain and complain.

"Yes, there is no grudge between us! It is true that I am a disciple of Teacher Gu Jun, but your sister's arrest has nothing to do with me. If you want to ease the relationship with my teacher Gu Jun, I will

I can help you!" Gu Ci didn't dare to hesitate and nodded in agreement.

Gu Ci can now understand the meaning of Li Zhenbang's words, but he is still a little confused about Li Zhenbang's intentions. In his opinion, his value should only be as Gu Jun's disciple. Li Zhenbang may want to use his teacher to achieve rescue.

The purpose of the saint. If an ordinary undead mage were here, I guess Li Zhenbang would definitely not waste so many words with him, and he would be killed on the spot.

Gu Ci knew very well that if Li Zhenbang became the Holy Son, teacher Gu Jun might consider it. However, not only did Li Zhenbang not become the Holy Son, but he also wanted to destroy the undead tribe. Teacher Gu Jun would not be able to help Li Zhenbang no matter what.

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But he couldn't say such things, otherwise his life would be in danger. Although Li Zhenbang had evidence against him, if the teacher Gu Jun found a way to retain or even kill Li Zhenbang, then this magic would

The memory crystal can naturally be destroyed.

"Easing the relationship with Gu Jun?" Li Zhenbang raised his eyebrows and slowly shook his head...