Dominiel wants to die, very much!

It's a pity that his strength has reached a realm that Jiangnan can't understand for the time being, even if he commits suicide, he can't really kill himself!

O name!

Dominiel reminisces about the past, and hatred rolls in!

Six hundred and seventy-two years ago, Dominiel was born in a small mountain village, and until he was ten years old, he was a fat, chubby, loved pig-herding baby, and a beautiful and moving milk name: Dudu.

It's a shame that on the day she was born at the age of ten, a woman wearing a silver mask and starry eyes cruelly ruined Dudu's childhood!

"For hundreds of years, you are the only one who has the potential to defeat me......"

The woman said something mysterious, giving Dudu two large biscuits and a bag of gold coins, "Take these, go to the Imperial Culinary Academy, find your 'soul' there, and then defeat me with your speed!"

Cake!!!

Dood's little eyes lit up!

Then he threw away the golden cakes (gold coins) that he couldn't bite, and dragged two sweet round biscuits to the Imperial Culinary Academy...... It's 300 years in a flash!

Three hundred years later, the woman with a silver mask and starry sky-colored eyes also came to the Imperial Culinary Academy, she found Dudu, who had studied hard in retreat for three hundred years and had not yet graduated, and said coldly, "Three hundred years, I will give you a chance to challenge me, let me see your soul, your speed!"

Dudu showed what he had studied hard for three hundred years.

It's a pity that the woman shook her head, "Three hundred years, only reaching this realm, for the rest of your life, you are destined not to be my opponent!"

With that, the woman left.

And the toot ...... Although he has been in retreat at the Imperial Culinary Academy, and although he has never spoken to anyone in three hundred years, he is also a boutique old man whose mental age has reached ten years old!

I, I actually lost to a woman, and a woman who was so beautiful that my heart trembled...... There is no need to learn, and the self-esteem of the naturally generated male surname made Dudu rush out of the Imperial Culinary Academy while shouting bitterly, "Dudu has no face to see people!"

"Stop! dare to make a noise in the downtown of Yanjing, take it!"

Several strange uncles wearing iron sheets, iron hats, and iron rods appeared. Later, Dudu learned that they were called the 'Yanjing Garrison Corps'.

However, at that time, Dudu was completely immersed in the sadness of disillusioned self-esteem, and subconsciously, he punched out.

This punch is the punch he has studied hard for three hundred years at the Imperial Culinary Academy, but it was easily cracked by that mysterious woman, making Dudu completely shameless!

Boom!

A strange uncle was beaten into the sky and turned into a crystal clear little star.

"Fist of Necromancy! This fat old man is a necromantic totem, brothers, kill!"

More and more strange uncles appeared, and Dudu didn't want to die, he desperately threw his fists, one, two...... Twenty, twenty-one...... Ten thousand, ten thousand another...... Just when Dudu couldn't count how many strange uncles he had flown off, he suddenly noticed that a flat road appeared in front of him!

The strange uncles crawled on both sides of the road in horror, some were shaking, some were crying, and some were still peeing in their pants...... "Your Excellency! We admit that with the power of the Lance royal family, the Rhine family, the Sumore family, and the three totem families, they are not your opponents, please say what you want, as long as you let go of Yanjing and the empire, any request ...... I agreed!"

At this time, a strange uncle in a yellow robe cried in front of a big yellow house.

Request?

Dudu tilted his head innocently, he didn't understand what the strange uncle who called himself 'me' was saying, but he felt his stomach 'growling'.

So he laughed and said, "Give me a biscuit, it's a big, big biscuit!"

Boom!

The strange uncle in the yellow robe fainted!

Three hundred years have passed again, but when he thinks of the yellow-robed uncle who died unconscious, Dudu still can't help laughing.

At this time, he already knew that the yellow-robed uncle was called 'Aremer VI', and he was the twenty-seventh emperor of the Reims Empire.

And the brawl after he broke out of the Imperial Culinary Academy was called by the world, 'In one day, defeat the three totem families, kill seventy-nine top powerhouses, and enter and leave the 400,000 Imperial Praetorian Guards as if no one was in the realm, this is the prelude to the revival of darkness, the prelude to the arrival of the King of Necromancy, Dominielle!'

Of course, at this time, Dudu also has a new name - the king of the necromancy, Domine!

...... Hate!

When I think of the past, Domin hates!

He hated the woman who gave him two cookies when he was ten years old!

If it weren't for these two cookies, he wouldn't have been in retreat at the Imperial Culinary Academy for three hundred years, but he still couldn't compete with that woman's casual moves! If it weren't for these two cookies, he wouldn't have given that woman a chance to completely destroy her self-esteem, and she wouldn't be able to raise her head after a few hundred years!

Alas, the world says that the King of the Necromancy is arrogant and does not tolerate a loss of face, but who knows, I want to save face because my face has been destroyed by a woman!

Dominelle old tears!

He's still hating...... He hated himself for not knowing what to do, a few days ago, he found the traces of that mysterious woman, and he ambushed on the only way to the Zhanya Empire, wanting to challenge that woman again and find his face!

But...... It's still one move, it's still the one 'anti-eating knife' three hundred years ago, and that woman actually defeated herself with one move again!

And she also beat herself to the point of serious injury!

If I hadn't been defeated again, I wouldn't have come to the 'Necromantic Paradise' of Xianzhi City and hid in the pile of dead people to absorb the dead qi to heal my wounds!"

If I hadn't been defeated again, I wouldn't have lost my consciousness and weakened my body, and as a result, I was stabbed by a small person...... The part that is a shameful part!

Alas!

I, Domin, have been in the world for hundreds of years, and I was ...... by a ghost I am famous!

...... "Zack, this old melon skin with a pig's brain...... Is there a brain disease?"

Jiang Nan squatted at the door of the morgue and asked Zach with concern.

Seeing Dominiel's sad and weeping appearance, Zach nodded vigorously, click, this person is not only sick in the brain, but also not lightly ill!

"That'...... Shall we help him?"

How can it help?

"Take this!" Jiang Nan removed two of Zack's ribs, one for himself, and one into Zack's hand, "Split up, you go from the front, I sneak attack from behind, our brothers join forces to knock him on the back of the head......"

Click!!

Zach's eyes widened!

"Don't you understand?" Jiang Nan slowly raised his ribs and said viciously, "This old melon skin saw my autopsy and your skeleton, if you want to live, we must kill him!"

No, Zach never kills!

"Zack!" Jiang Nan's nervous face was distorted, and he said in a muffled voice: "You can mess around with small things, and I have never bothered with you, but you have to listen to me in this matter, understand? I am your master!"

Click.

Zach shook his head helplessly, and then slowly lifted his ribs as well.

The two of them quietly approached the King of Dead Spirits...... "Alas!"

At this time, Dominiel had already broken free from his memories, he saw the skeleton Zack, and knew that Jiangnan was also a fellow necromancy, so he closed his eyes boldly and sighed.

"Little one, I'm Domin, for your sake, for the sake of being a junior, today's incident ...... Alas, as long as you don't publicize it, my old man won't care about you!"

Dominiel is the co-leader of the major necromantic schools, the king of the necromancy, he calls Jiang Nan 'the younger generation', and calls himself 'my old man', which is a matter of course, and even, Dominiel is still imagining, "Hehe, once my old man reveals his name, this little ghost must not be scared to the ground, and hurriedly kneel on the ground to admit his mistake!"

Thinking of this, Domin opened his eyes with joy...... However, what awaits him is not a stream of fart, but a huge shadow of two ribs!

Boom!

"Banana, you Bala, Allah pig brain, die!"

Boom!

"Rib to you!"

Two ribs hit the back of Domin's head!

"Whew!"

After the fight, Jiang Nan spat viciously, and then turned his head, and found that the fat old man was not dead, and he was still spinning in place in a daze!

"You, you're beating me, I'm Dominic!"

Hey!

What a stiff back of the head!

"Zach, do it again!"

Jiang Nan hadn't heard of any 'Dominiel', he and Zach jumped high, shining on the back of Domiel's head, and hit him twice with a 'dong dong'!

"You, how dare you beat me? I'm really Dominic!"

Dominiel was beaten stupid!

Hey!

What a fucking stiff back of the head!

Knock, knock!

Jiang Nan and Zach hit each other again, "Still fighting, I'm Domin, not a fake!"

"It's you Dominiel!"

Knock, knock!

"Stop fighting, I'm not Domin, can't I!?"

"Fake ones too!"

Knock, knock!

"Please, don't fight, or tell me first, I shouldn't be Domine!"

Knock, knock!

...... After twenty-eight hits, Jiang Nan's expression suddenly changed, "Zack, stop!"

Click, right?

Zach was finding pleasure in the beating, and while continuing to beat, he glared at Jiangnan dissatisfied.

"Stop fighting!"

Jiang Nan snatched the ribs from Zack's hand, pointed to the undead king with a full head, and said, "Listen to what he's saying, this fat dead man calls himself 'Dominiel', do you know what Dominiel means?"

Click, Zach doesn't know, you know?

"I've never heard of Dominiel, but ......," Jiang Nan muttered, "When this old man speaks, he is conceited in his words and haughty in his demeanor, is it ...... Dominiel is still a big man?"

As he spoke, Jiang Nan grabbed Dominiel's neck and said viciously: "Mr. Dominaire, say, your identity, age, family, everything about you, immediately make it clear!"

"Dominicle!?"

The fat old man shook his head blankly, the boutique old man covered his head, and his little eyes widened blankly, "Who is Dominiel, my old man doesn't know Dominiel!"

(To be continued)