"I think my little brother can take away the altar of resurrection set up by me. I think I am not an ordinary person. I should know what my strength is." It seems... no, if you say such words, you can confirm that this is the ninth-level boss. "If I really want to kill you, you can do it directly. You little brother, you have no power to resist at all. So, do you think I need to deceive you?"

OK, you are the ninth-level boss, you are a great man, you are right!

Zhou Wenbin couldn't help rolling his eyes secretly. He felt that he had guessed the truth, so he was not timid when facing the ninth-level boss... Well, he was still a little timid. After all, he was a ninth-level boss. What if he didn't care about the resurrection altar in anger? He would definitely die with a rhythmic sense!

However, after all, I have a life-saving trump card in my hand, so I have some confidence in my heart.

"Senior, I wonder what you wanted to chat with me?" After taking a deep breath, Zhou Wenbin stood up straight and turned slowly.

After turning around, he also saw the legendary ninth-level boss.

He is about 1.6 meters tall, very thin, hunched over, and leaned on a crutch that looks very ordinary. His hair and beard are all gray, and there are so many wrinkles on his face that he can't count them. He is wearing a gray robe, which looks very ordinary, and it seems not the legendary "orange outfit". He can't tell at all the momentum of the ninth-level boss, and he looks like an ordinary old man no matter how he looks.

If Zhou Wenbin hadn't known that this was a ninth-level boss, he would have thought he was trying to mess with him!

As for packing and taking away the altar of resurrection, if the ninth-level boss doesn't mention it, he will never mention it on his own initiative. That's the trump card for life, just play it out directly. I hope that there will be a lot of help from the other party to let him go. Isn't that nonsense?

The ninth-level boss stroked his beard and looked at Zhou Wenbin with a smile: "I'm calling out your little brother, but I actually have something to ask for."

After listening to the words, Zhou Wenbin really wanted to say something to the ninth-level boss - Boss, are you teasing me?!

Damn, you are the ninth-level boss, okay!

Although the ninth-level boss is not really omnipotent, the ninth-level boss is already awesome enough. How amazing is resurrection like this? The ninth-level boss can do it.

Such a great boss actually told him that he had something to ask for, what would he be teased? Isn’t he really asking for something to ask for, this “weak”? Isn’t this nonsense?

"Young brother, don't doubt it. I'm not kidding you. I really have something to ask for." The ninth-level boss said to Zhou Wenbin with a serious expression.

Zhou Wenbin: "?"

I was confused by the capital, and I was really asking him for something? But how could this be possible? That's a ninth-level boss. What can the ninth-level boss not be able to do, but he can do it? It's not good at all!

It’s true that he is narcissistic, but the information does not mean that there is a pitfall in his mind. No matter how narcissistic he is, he has to know how much he is, right?

Compared with the ninth-level boss, he is a bad guy!

"The resurrection altar set up by me is in your hands, little brother?" The ninth-level boss sat on the ground, looked at Zhou Wenbin, and spoke with a smile without any haste.

Zhou Wenbin shook his head without hesitation: "Senior, are you joking, the resurrection altar? I don't even know what the resurrection altar is, how could I take away the resurrection altar you set up."

By the way, just sit on the ground. It’s very cold and tide, okay, you won’t be afraid of hemorrhoids... Well, after all, they are a ninth-level boss, and they are not invasive of all diseases. They are strong enough to be so willful!

OK, the focus seems to be a bit off the beat.

However, looking at the appearance of the ninth-level boss, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. From the tone and expression of the ninth-level boss, it was not difficult to see that this person really didn't seem angry about him packing up and taking the resurrection altar. Not only was he not angry, but he was still a little... happy?

Damn, what's going on? Why are you happy? Could it be that the ninth-level boss doesn't really want to resurrect someone with the resurrection altar?!

"Haha, little brother, don't worry, you can take the resurrection altar and take it away." The smile on the ninth-level boss's face became brighter, "I have something to ask for you, and it is precisely because you can take the resurrection altar."

"No, senior, what you said made me very confused." Zhou Wenbin couldn't help but suspect that the ninth-level boss in front of him was a confused person, otherwise how could he say such words? Could it be that he really guessed correctly that he actually didn't want to resurrect someone at all?

But this is not right!

Ninth-level boss, who can threaten him? If you really don’t want to resurrect someone and don’t build the resurrection altar, that’s all?

The ninth-level boss raised his right hand and pressed it down, signaling Zhou Wenbin to stay calm: "Don't be anxious, sit down and talk to you slowly."

"Okay." Zhou Wenbin also sat down on the ground. The ninth-level boss asked him to sit. Do he dare not sit? What if this is a moody master, he didn't sit because he asked him to sit, and he raised his hand to kill him in anger, how unfair he would die?!

The ninth-level boss grabbed the void with his right hand, and two wine gourds appeared in his hand, the kind that looked very ordinary. He threw them to Zhou Wenbin and said with a smile: "Try it, this is the wine I brewed by myself, very unusual! By the way, little brother, you have too poor strength. Remember to drink it in small sips. Well, you can only drink three sips at a time. If you have too many, you can't bear it."

Too poor strength...

Too poor strength...

Too bad...

Difference……

...

I’m really a weak guy compared to you, big guy, but there’s no need to say it out loud, right? Do you know if you’re heartbroken?

However, Zhou Wenbin was still very curious about the wine brewed by the ninth-level boss himself. It’s unusual? How unusual? Wine is wine. Can the wine brewed by the ninth-level boss become a fairy liquid?

I opened the wine gourd, took a sip, hissing~! Just two words - exciting!

Yes, Zhou Wenbin didn't drink this wine, he only stimulated it.

How to describe it? It feels like mixing super spicy chili oil, mustard, and snake grass water together and taking a sip.

Everything in the world seems to have nothing to do with me!

Is it so exciting that I feel like I want to ascend to heaven?

Damn it is not wine? It is clearly...soul nectar! After taking a sip of it, the soul trembled, and in an instant, there was a kind of rushing to the god of death and jumping into the tango.

However, after the stimulation, what follows is... heat, an indescribable sense of heat. It is no longer as simple as having a ball of fire burning in the body. It is like someone detonating a bomb in the body!

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Chapter completed!