Medical Sovereign

The middle-aged man with the mustache was mixed in the long queue, his eyes flickering constantly, wanting to see if there was a chance to make trouble.

But, for some reason, he always felt that those wolf riders who were maintaining order were watching his every move, which made him dare not act rashly.

In fact, not only him, but also many spies sent by other forces felt this way, which made them keep beating their hearts, fearing that they would be caught by wolf riders and beheaded in the next moment.

How did they know that Ding Ning disguised himself in the crowd and released his spiritual consciousness to observe quietly, who were spies with ulterior motives, who had bad conduct, and who had ulterior motives.

Through their speech and behavior, as well as their subconscious habitual actions, they were basically checked by him. He told Feng Pianwu through sound transmission, and marked them when they registered.

This work is extremely tedious and troublesome, but Ding Ning never tires of it, because it not only allows him to apply the knowledge of psychology to practice, but also trains his spiritual knowledge.

Time passed bit by bit, the sky gradually became brighter, and it slowly reached noon, but the long queue for registration was still as far as the eye could see.

It can be said that the surviving casual cultivators basically joined the queue, making other forces jealous and helpless.

Just kidding, when there was an enchantment, those wolf riders could kill them like melons and vegetables. At that time, they were still lucky, thinking that after there was no enchantment to limit their cultivation, those wolf riders would be nothing to worry about.

But when the barrier was removed, they realized how terrifying the wolf rider's aura was. What the hell, it seemed that those with the lowest cultivation were all in the Divine Martial Realm.

This made those forces who wanted to take advantage of Ding Ning's life and death in Langya Secret Realm to join forces to retaliate against the wolf riders collectively silenced. One and two were honest like elementary school students, lest they be targeted by the wolf riders. It clicked.

Three thousand wolf riders, the lowest ones are all at the Divine Martial Realm, who would dare to mess with this frivolous thing?

Unless it is to organize all the masters of all forces together, maybe there is still a chance.

But who dares? Not to mention Tianji Pavilion, Daxueshan, Guoshifu and other forces that have good relations with Ding Ning will definitely not stand by. Even if they remain neutral, the combined masters of these forces may not be the opponent of the wolf cavalry.

What's more, they always thought that there was a super master hidden in Qingyun Security who could instantly kill holy warriors. Coupled with Kong Lei and Zique'er who showed the strength of holy martial arts, Qingyun Security had at least three holy warriors.

It can be said that Qingyun Anbao is definitely the force with the most powerful people present. There are also three thousand wolves who are suspected of being in the realm of martial arts, watching covetously. Even if you lend them eight guts, they will not dare to provoke Qingyun Anbao again.

Therefore, after learning that Qingyun Anbao actually set up the Tianze Sect blatantly after they learned that Qingyun Security was selling dog meat, it made them feel as disgusted as eating flies, but they couldn't tell the pain, and all of them looked so ugly that they were going to die. Being out of sight and out of mind, he can focus on investigating the Black Mist murder case.

In fact, everyone knows well that the murderous crime was caused by the Ghost Liao Department, and it should not have much to do with the Dark Council.

However, due to the relief of their interests, the leaders of these powerful forces had nowhere to vent their anger. In addition, the Holy See had been fanning the flames from the sidelines, and the spearhead of venting was undoubtedly directed at the Dark Parliament.

As the leader of the Dark Council delegation, Gammakan fled into the black mist and became an extremely lethal "mad dog", and was killed by everyone.

Poor Millers, as the newly promoted duke with the highest cultivation level of the Dark Council delegation after Gamakan's death, was caught by the major forces and used as a punching bag. If it weren't for his life, would he still be negotiating with the Dark Council? intending to kill him,

I'm afraid he's already dead.

Even so, the current appearance of Millers is horrible. Two thick iron chains have penetrated his lute bone and hung from the ceiling. Like a pig's head, you can't see his original face at all; his limbs are broken in a strange way, revealing white stubble, and his whole body is either black, purple, bruised or torn, and there is no good meat that can be seen.

Thanks to the vitality of the blood race is strong enough, even though he is dying, he is still hanging on his breath. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago.

Now he really misses the days when only half of his head was tied to the waistband of his trousers by Ding Ning. Although the evil star was a bit cruel, at least he would not be as perverted as the leaders of the major forces and use such cruel methods. To torture him to vent his anger.

This time, I'm afraid he is dead.

Millers felt the loss of vitality bit by bit, and his heart was full of despair and unwillingness.

He managed to break through to the Grand Duke, and he has a bright future. He really doesn't want to die in this damned place, but who can save him now, who dares to save him?

As far as he knows, two hours ago, the major Western forces have joined forces to launch an attack on the Dark Council. Although the Dark Council's terror background, it is impossible to be defeated by the coalition forces so easily, but it is definitely not a war that can end overnight. .

Moreover, except for the fact that the Holy See wants to completely eradicate the Dark Council, other forces just want to use this as an excuse to obtain greater benefits, and they will never really kill the Dark Council.

In fact, everyone is very clear in their hearts that if the Dark Council is really wiped out, the Holy See will be the biggest beneficiary. Without the restraint of the Dark Council, the Holy See will soon dominate the family with the means of demagogy. Not in their interest.

Therefore, Millers is very clear that this war will definitely end with the Dark Parliament's vitality being seriously injured but it will not shake its roots. Of course, the Dark Parliament will definitely bleed this time, and it has to use huge benefits to quell it The anger of the major coalition forces, so in the end they will definitely return to the negotiating table for negotiations.

After the negotiations are over, at least a few months later, when the Dark Parliament pays the price for him, the newly promoted Grand Duke, it is estimated that the day lily will be cold.

These guys may have been influenced by the legend of the vampire's immortality and overestimated his vitality. Fearing that he would escape, they deliberately inserted a hollow tube into his body to make him lose blood continuously to ensure that he was always in a weak state.

But in fact, only Millers knew that he was going to die soon.

The essence of a blood race is blood. Even if his head is cut off, he can grow back as long as he is replenished with vigorous blood. However, if the last drop of blood in his body is drained, he will still die.

There was a faint sound of quarreling among the leaders of the major powers in the meeting room next door, but Millers didn't have the slightest interest in listening to what they were talking about. Feeling the loss of vitality bit by bit, his heart was dead silent. , but suddenly he laughed strangely.

A newly-promoted grand duke is a high-end combat power that absolutely cannot be discarded for the Dark Council. This point, the major forces are very accurate, otherwise they would not be noncommittal and resolute when the Holy See strongly demanded to kill him. Do not grant this request.

So he thought it was funny, those people obviously didn't want to kill him, they were just planning to use him as a bargaining chip with the Dark Council, but they just thought they were right to deprive him of his life in this way, and they didn't know when they found out that he was dead Will he beat his chest and stamp his feet in regret? After all, the living Grand Duke is valuable to the Dark Council, and the corpse of the dead Grand Duke is worthless.

"You look like a bird, can you still laugh? You have a good attitude!"

Just when he was chuckling at himself, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear, which made him cry out excitedly: "Ding Ning, brother Ding, uncle Ding, you are here, hurry up and save me, I am about to die .”

Ding Ning took a puff on a cigarette unhurriedly, looked at him angrily and said, "Am I familiar with you? Why did I save you? Don't you know who is saving you now? Is the warrior force an enemy?"

"Anyway, you are enemies to begin with. If others dare not, you must dare, and you are not afraid of them."

Millers flattered him calmly.

"It's reasonable to say that, but what's the use of me saving you? You're not a beauty, you can't even warm a bed."

Ding Ning said slowly, looking at Millers' bruises all over his body, he couldn't help admiring, this torture is simply art.

"Although I am not a beautiful woman, I can also warm the bed."

In order to survive, Millers said flatteringly, regardless of whether he would sell his ass.

Ding Ning felt a chill in his heart, shivered uncontrollably, and scolded with disgust on his face: "Fuck, if you want to sell your ass, get away from me, I don't like that."

"I know, you don't like my ass. I don't really want to sell my ass, but I want to express my meaning. As long as you save me, I can help you with anything. In Shenzhou dialect, I’m just willing to work for you.”

Millers didn't know why, but he firmly believed that he would be saved, so he relaxed and had a sense of humor.

Ding Ning shrugged indifferently, "I don't know what you can do? I can do anything you can do. What's the use of me saving you?"

Millers was silent, and Ding Ning looked at him with interest, waiting patiently for his answer.

He didn't come to rescue Millers on a whim, but after learning that this guy didn't publicize that he could transform into a giant, he felt that this guy was quite wise, and it would be a pity if he died like this.

No one knew the inside story of this blood sacrifice better than him. It was all done by Ghost Liao in order to attract the Abyss Demon, and Milles was innocent.

Now that the Dark Council has already taken the blame for Ghost Liao, there is no need for Milles to take the blame again. What's more, he is very happy to do things that can cause trouble for those hostile forces. He felt at ease with the appearance of the method.

Although Millers and him were not even friends, and were even enemies before, but this time, too many people had died, which made him very depressed and felt that life was so fragile.

From this, I think that when the catastrophe of the Three Realms comes, I don’t know how many innocent people will be affected and die. Maybe at that time, my relatives and friends around me will die, and even myself may die.

Therefore, he still decided to come to rescue Millers. After all, he is a grand duke anyway, and he can be regarded as a master in the human world, so he should accumulate strength for the human world.

"I know you are very interested in our blood race. Not only can I recognize you as the master, but I can also cooperate with you in researching the blood and genes of our blood race, and even tell you the secrets of our blood race."

Millers said suddenly, and looked at Ding Ning fixedly, full of determination.