In this case, things are much simpler. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ignore all attacks along the way and head straight for the temple in the center of the city, ignoring all the Mantabs. Wang Yu didn't talk to them in a word. Because there is no need.

Wang Yu didn't want to be their god, or a saint prophet or something, Wang Yu only wanted the cup of life, and he didn't have a common language with these uncivilized people.

After arriving at the place, Wang Yu found that the stone platform containing the cup of life in the plot was empty, and the cup of life was no longer here. In this regard, Wang Yu was not surprised, but directly used an eye of true knowledge, and with a sweep of his eyes, he found the Mantabu patriarch who wanted to escape with the cup of life.

The patriarch of Mantabu is very frightened now, because of the cup of life, he has lived for nearly two thousand years, and when Wang Yu first appeared, he has already faintly sensed Wang Yu's purpose, it must be the cup of life.

He knew very well the consequences of losing the cup of life, in this case, he would lose his life quickly, and without the replenishment of the cup of life, the life span of the clan would be quickly lost.

"O God, wilt thou take back thy gift and spill thy brilliance no longer upon Mantab?"

Looking back, I saw behind me, above the sky. Wang Yu spread his white wings and was flying above the blue sky, looking at himself indifferently.

Like a god-man who came into the world, he showed everyone his strength and his mysterious methods.

The patriarch felt bitter in his heart, "It seems that the prophesied disaster is still coming, God has stopped caring for my people, and our end has come!" ”

Legend has it that a great prophet prophesied that it was he who took the cup of life from God, but the prophet never drank the water in the chalice to gain life, and the prophet said that this was the price of eternal life for the people, and told the people that one day in the distant future, Mantab would lose the cup of life, which was God's will, and after that, Mantab would go to a fork in fate, and if he survived the catastrophe and did not go extinct, then he would usher in great prosperity.

"God willing!"

The patriarch no longer ran away, and looked at Wang Yu with a complicated expression, holding the cup of life in his hand.

Thump!

Kneel on the ground, hold your hands together, and respectfully offer the cup of life to you.

"Huh?! ……”

Without wasting a little time, Wang Yu picked up the cup of life from the patriarch's hand, and looked at the patriarch with a deep look in his eyes, and was surprised in his heart.

"What does this mean, dedicate it to me?"

Wang Yu originally wanted to snatch the cup of life, but he left. But as soon as this patriarch compromised, Wang Yu suddenly felt interesting. It doesn't matter if you grab it yourself, the other party can't complain about himself if he doesn't know the time, and whoever has the big fist is, of course, who has the final say. However, after the other party softened, Wang Yu had a good impression, after all, he saved himself some trouble and took someone else's artifact.

After thinking about it, Wang Yu suddenly thought of a trick.

Then he took out a reagent from the shrinking bag, poured it in his hand and blew on the cup of life

Call! A breeze struck, and Wang Yu's expression changed. I saw that next to the cup of life, another cup of life instantly appeared.

Wang Yu's face was a little pale, he didn't say anything, picked up the original cup of life and flew directly into the sky, disappearing. The extra 'cup of life' was left on the ground.

Seeing that the evil star suddenly left like this, the patriarch didn't react, and then immediately burst into ecstasy, picked up the cup of life with both hands, and raised it upward, all the Mantabu people were shouting excitedly. It seems that the disaster has just passed.

Soon after, the people of Mantab suddenly discovered that the new chalice would only give them more energy, but they could no longer increase their lifespan. In other words, the Mantabu people can no longer live forever, and how long they can live now.

After everyone understood the situation, the patriarch gave a new order, began to change their customs and habits, began to open to the outside world, and after many years of vicissitudes, the Mantabu people combined their own mystical means with modern technology to create their own kingdom, which was glorious for a while.

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"It's terrible, I didn't expect this magic to have such a drawback, this cup of life is really kitschful, I'm really obsessed, I actually have the kind heart to give them a copy of the cup of life, it's really looking for death, fortunately, the magic is cut off immediately, otherwise the soul will be sucked dry."

Wang Yu was lying in the international hotel where he lived in Hong Kong last time, and his face was very ugly in his room.

It turned out that Wang Yu was so interested in seeing the Mantabu patriarch so knowledgeable, and he relented for a while, and wanted to copy a cup of life for them, so as not to kill their entire clan. But what I never expected was that there was an accident when copying the cup of life.

Wang Yu only felt an incomparably huge suction force, absorbing the power of his soul, if he hadn't stopped the magic immediately, then Wang Yu would really have suffered a lot of vitality. Fortunately, I have only absorbed three points of my soul power now, but I have to recuperate for a month, and I have to drink that very disgusting taste reduction potion every day to be fine.

After this incident, Wang Yu became cautious about using copying magic to copy items, such as the cup of life or the armor of the gods on his body, items with powerful mysterious powers, Wang Yu didn't dare to try to copy, if one was not done well, his soul would be sucked dry. When a magician dies under his own magic, the joke is wide.

"Oh, it's disgusting, damn why this potion is so hard to drink, I can't even add flavor, it's so perverted, nasty snail liquid, after adding this thing, this medicine makes me sick to my stomach...... ...... vomit"

…

"Uncle Long, how are you feeling, don't worry, I will save you!"

"Oh my God! Xiaoyu, you really brought all the charms we found, you quickly take them back to the thirteenth district, the charms must not fall into the hands of the Mafia! ”

At this time, on the top floor of an uninhabited tower, Jackie Chan turned one leg into stone, like a statue, his movements were difficult, and he yelled at Cheng Xiaoyu with a desperate expression.

"Uncle Long! How could I not care about you, I must get you back. Xiao Yu, who had already made up her mind, whispered.

"Give me the charm!"

Tru, who was huge, said loudly to Cheng Xiaoyu with a sneer.

"Hmph, naïve, I still want to save Jackie Chan, today he will definitely die, this guy doesn't know how many good things he has ruined me, and he will never let him go." Tru thought with a cool and happy heart.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't know what the other party was thinking, and only hoped that the other party could do what he said, and after getting the charm, he would hand over the antidote so that Uncle Long could recover.

"Hurry up! What are you still thinking, don't you want your Uncle Long to recover! ”

Tru looked impatient and yelled.

"Well, you can't go back."

……