"Okay, you can sit down and have a meal first."

Seeing the embarrassing look of Lu Yue's face being blue and white, Sangdao Ciwulang's heart became soft and he no longer planned to talk about the previous topic.

In this way, the master and apprentice started to have a meal. Zhu Yue looked at the sake in front of them without saying a word. Yu Guang stared at the sake in front of them, and couldn't help but urge him.

Drink quickly, drink quickly, drink quickly!

He still has a lot of follow-up work to complete!

Fortunately, the two did not let him wait too long.

After chatting about Yan Zhu's ancient book was drawn from his home, both of them became a little unhappy, so they quickly drank.

The effect of the medicine was very fast, about half a minute, and the two of them reached the point where they could only maintain their sitting position by holding the table.

Because the current Mingzhu wine pot had more numbness, he knocked directly on the table, and the food and soup bowls immediately turned over.

At this time, Ciwuro Sangjima, who had not yet fallen, finally found something wrong. His two eyes that were not clear about the objects looked at Ku Yue in shock and anger, but there were only a dozen overlapping despicable smiles in his eyes.

He wanted to say something, but his tongue was as dull as wax stuck. After all, he didn't even emit a syllable. Then he closed his eyes and his head drooped heavily. The overturned soup was pasted on his hair and beard.

In this way, Yu Yue knocked down two sing pillars.

The feeling of accomplishment as if a mountain was coming, and although he used despicable means, he easily accomplished something that others dared not think of.

"Step 2,"

Zhu Yue opened the door and saw the completely sunset. He knew that the army at the foot of the mountain had set off. So he quickly returned to the room, took out two test tubes from the bottom of his clothes, and shook the magnificent liquid like a ruby ​​and returned the same way.

"One person and one branch, turn them into ghosts."

He muttered his specific plan and used the current Sunroof Knife to cut a small hole in his senior brother's chest and poured the liquid from one of the test tubes on the blood stained by the Sunroof Knife.

Muzan Kimuzan told him that his blood type is very special and can perfectly fit the ghost, but others may not.

So before fusing the blood of this beautiful ghost king, it is best to do a small experiment to avoid waste.

After the two bloods met, they immediately began to boil violently, but did not turn into black residue, which shows that the current Mingzhu and the Ghost King blood can blend together.

After proving this, Hu Yue poured all the blood from the entire test tube into the wound of the Mingzhu. Black spots immediately appeared under the latter's skin, and his whole body trembled violently. It was obvious that the ghostization had begun.

However, when it was the master's turn, the blood turned into black residue. Yu Yue knew that this meant that if Ciwulang of Sangdao absorbed the blood of the Ghost King, his body would collapse directly.

"Then in this way, all of this blood is mine!"

This is what Kimuzan Muzan promised.

Lu Yue held the remaining test tube tightly in his hand, and his eyes burst into greedy light. Then, he wanted to unscrew the tube mouth and drank the things inside.

Anyway, the food at the foot of the mountain is about to come to your door.

However, just as he was about to complete his transformation, an old hand suddenly stretched out and pushed away his wrist that had just raised the test tube.

This small collision at the critical moment caused the blood to float out, and most of it fell into the mouth of the current Mingzhu, who opened his mouth and howled loudly.

Lu Yue looked along the old arm in a daze.
Chapter completed!