Blood Moon Hunters

Chapter 158: Target London

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The next day, Yuxu Pure Land.

Everyone and the spirit beasts gathered at the exit of the Pure Land, and it was time to say goodbye again. There is no banquet in the world that never comes to an end. When there is a reunion, there is also a separation. Only this time, it was extraordinarily different.

There are many powerful demons dormant in the west where Wang Bugui and others are going, and they are going to conquer them this time. You must know that there are six powerful people there who are comparable to mighty ones.

As for their group, Wang Bugui was in his full state. He was considered to be one powerful person, and the Blood Demon King was only two powerful people. Not to mention there is Dracula, a powerful enemy who has been sealed away.

His strength is comparable to that of a true immortal. If he breaks the seal early, it will be a real disaster. This time's experience, no matter how experienced it is, is clearly to complete an almost impossible task.

"Boss, be careful! And you guys, if you encounter someone you can't beat, run away quickly."

"Don't run around when you get to the West. You must listen to the boss's arrangements."

"Also, if you don't know the details, go and fight the powerful enemy alone."

Yuwu De kept telling his brothers that he had never been so worried about these brothers.

But this time it was too dangerous, not to mention six high-level demons, and several peak saints. And their subordinates are even more difficult to count.

"Your farewell is too tragic. Of course we know these things." Zhao Changge smacked his lips.

"Wude, I'm really sorry to leave you alone in Yanhuang this time. But I have to stay with my eldest brother to find my own way. When we meet again, I will have a drink with you and have a good time." Chu He sighed.

"Immoral fat man, although immortal burial is good, it is not as important as life. Don't mess around and take care of yourself." Lu Hao warned carefully.

"I believe in you, and don't forget the mission of the Blood Moon Hunters. We work together. If anyone's cultivation level falls, he will be beaten by his brothers when we get together!" Wang Bugui smiled at the brothers.

Then he turned to look at Yun Jinghong, bowed to him with both hands, and said: "Master, I can't repay the kindness of teaching you for more than ten years. I have no choice but to swear that I will promote the reputation of my emperor and protect the peace of China!"

A ray of light rushed from his body into the sky, and the oath had been recognized by the sky. Seeing this, Yun Jinghong nodded happily and said, "It's been twelve years. Once, I was a kid who couldn't even meditate. Now, I'm a peak saint."

"It goes by so fast! The happiest moment in my life is that I accepted you and your father as my disciples. They are both geniuses. It's a pity that Xuan Ming died for the sake of the human race."

"Now, you inherit his will. You will also go to the West to experience. In you, I seem to see the shadow of Xuan Ming. I wish you a safe trip. I will be here to wait for your return."

Yun Jinghong had a thousand words in his heart. However, time waits for no one, and before he has time to tell his story properly, his disciple is about to embark on a journey again.

Wang Bugui looked at the figure that was getting away. The white clothes should have been chic, but now they only looked vicissitudes of life. At some point, the figure had disappeared, and then he looked back.

"Wang, you must come back." Xue Yu'er threw herself into his arms again, drooping her ears and pouting her little mouth.

"Don't worry, Yu'er. I promised you yesterday that I won't break my promise. Don't forget to practice well." Wang Bugui gently stroked her ears with his hands.

"Then Yu'er will practice hard every day. We have agreed with each other that after I can master some magic, you will come back, okay?" Xue Yu'er blinked her big eyes.

"Okay, it's a deal! I will come back when your spell is complete." Wang Bugui showed his big white teeth and smiled. That smile was really full of sunshine.

Xue Yu'er squinted her eyes, smiled, rubbed her head against Wang Bugui, and tried her best to remember this warmth.

"King, when you come back next time, you will see my stronger Qilin bloodline!" The Lanchuan man stood up and pawed with his two front hooves.

"I remember, if it hadn't reached that point, I'm sure you wouldn't be able to drink iced Coke in ten years." Wang Bugui said with a chuckle.

"Don't worry, I will definitely achieve it. By the way, you have to bring me some other local products. I want to eat delicious food from all over the world!" Lan Chuan grinned.

In this look, he successfully destroyed the image of a spiritual beast and transformed into a big-tailed wolf. It made everyone laugh, and after a lot of teasing, they really said goodbye.

"King! Come back in triumph soon!"

All the spirit beasts tried their best to eat milk and shouted goodbye in unison.

"Boss! You must come back soon!"

Yuwu De also shouted loudly, and then looked at the people in front of him.

"It's a deal!"

Wang Bugui extended his fist and shouted, then looked at them quietly. The light door was slowly closing. At the last moment, he suddenly caught a figure. Yun Jinghong was looking at them from Yuxu Palace.

Then, the light door closed and everything disappeared. Wang Bugui gave a short sigh and put away his sadness of parting. Turning around and looking at everyone, he said: "Follow me to the airport, target London!"

Along the way, they forgot to change into modern clothes, which attracted a lot of attention. We quickly found a clothing store, selected our clothes, and then started our journey again.

The men were wearing suits, and the women were wearing white-collar suits and seductive stockings. They all looked like executives from famous companies. Coupled with their temperament and appearance, I don't know how many mortals are attracted by them.

But at the airport, they almost got stopped by security. Feng Tianming forgot to sheath his sword, and he got into an argument with the security check over this. In desperation, it is worth using magic to immobilize mortals.

Erase the relevant memories, then ask him to put away the sword, and then get on the plane in time.

"You are so good. You wear a suit and a sword because you want to give mortals a modern fairy tale!" Wang Bugui teased from his seat.

"I'm used to it. I don't like to put the sword into my body. Only by carrying the sword on my back can my heart be connected to the sword." Feng Tianming said seriously.

"Okay, then remember next time, don't take out your sword when riding on any means of transportation. When walking on the street, cover it with a long cloth." Wang Bugui covered his head and said.

Then he turned around and said, "Stewardess, please bring me a cup of coffee."

"Okay sir, please wait a moment." The stewardess smiled sweetly and then turned to get coffee.

"Hey, boss, this plane can really fly!" Zhao Changge suddenly whispered.

But in the quiet cabin, anyone could naturally hear this sound, which caused everyone around to laugh.

"Who is this guy? A bumpkin."

"Haha, if the plane can't fly, why should we still call it a plane?"

"It's a pity that such a handsome guy, it's 2010 and he doesn't even know how to fly."

Laughter arose one after another around them, and all eyes were focused on them.

Wang Bugui's head was filled with black threads, and he sent a message: "If you have any messages, just ask me. Don't say it out loud. After all, the mortals here have seen a lot of things in the world, so don't be embarrassed."

But this reminder made him even more uneasy. In an instant, more than a dozen messages appeared.

"Oh! Well, it seems that this plane can really fly, and the creativity of mortals is quite strong! By the way, who is the stewardess?" Zhao Changge said through the voice transmission.

"You can think of it as a waiter."

"Brother, is there alcohol on the plane? Also, is the one in front a foreigner? He looks so white, but why is the other one as black as charcoal?" Lu Hao asked.

"There are foreign red wines, and the issue of skin color is due to racial differences."

"I want to drink water, what should I say?" Leng Yueyan also said.

"Just call the flight attendant. Even foreigners here can understand simple Chinese."

"If mortals could put these thoughts into cultivation, perhaps cultivation would not have declined to this level." Feng Tianming expressed his opinion.

"As times evolve, choices are different, and there is no way to change things."

"It must be so beautiful to enjoy the scenery in the clouds quietly." Mei Qing is looking forward to it.

"It happened to be sunset when we took off, and we could see the alternation of day and night above the clouds. It was very beautiful."

"I don't know what religion is like abroad. Brother Bugui, can you briefly describe it?" Ning Zhe also asked an unprecedented question.

"Abroad, it is divided into Christianity, Islam, etc., but Christianity still has magic remnants. There are three major schools, Catholicism, Protestantism, and Orthodox Christianity."

"Why, that flight attendant kept staring at me? Did I expose something?" Chu He was very puzzled.

"You are more charming. When you took the water glass, you touched her hand, which made her blush. To put it simply, she was fascinated by you."

Wang Bugui responded one by one and patiently answered them. But this was just the beginning. After all, apart from him, this group of people had never seen much of the world.

The greatest human heart is curiosity, whether it is a monk or a mortal, it is the same. Even Leng Yueyan and Ning Zhe, who were usually the quietest, were having questions at this time.

"My God!"

Wang Bugui could only lament, and he almost acted as a Western encyclopedia along the way. It covers everything from history to daily life and food.

It is estimated that after finally flying into the clouds, everyone was impressed by the beautiful scenery and calmed down to watch the scenery. He had to be questioned all the way until he got off the plane.