Chapter 810, Communicating Flowers and Plants

The pain is gone, the ghost is gone, the ghost is gone.

Malone breathed heavily, and lay on the ground, not coming back to his senses for a long time.

He stared at the top of the chamber and rolled over with difficulty.

Tears and snot continue to flow from the mouth and nose, which is a physical reaction after suffering just after suffering, that is, sequelae.

Hurt yourself with your own Black Death Curse?

Malorn shook her head, struggled to stand up, and looked at Qin Kun incredulously, her eyes were stunned? Or fear? Or both.

"Five Ghosts ......"

Malone muttered to herself dryly, the presence of the five ghosts was beyond her own knowledge. Where are so many ghosts? How can those ghosts be so strong? In some aspects, Qin Kun is invulnerable, and after the ghost is on the body, he is also invulnerable, this is the most terrifying place!

Judging from the exhausting fighting method just now, the other party is the one who is able to test his weaknesses with ease, and he has been struggling to deal with it!

He didn't even know where Qin Kun's weakness was.

Is this just a Styx-class host? Only forty-four?

Is Twilight blind!!

Malorn found that the corners of Qin Kun's eyes twitched unconsciously, and he was smiling nervously, and in order to show that he had no intention of being an enemy again, he bowed to Qin Kun: "Teacher, I have been taught." ”

Qin Kun's expression was strange, as if his face was uncontrollable, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Malorn burst into tears, why wasn't he?

The black death curse made people feel that their souls were necrotic after being cursed, their physical skills were instantly out of control, and the pain of bone necrosis coupled with the pain of the five ghosts was still fresh in their memories.

However, compared to Malone's embarrassment, Qin Kun survived!

The existence of the Ten Death Altars, the energy source is constantly supplying merit, a small ghost has 100 points, a big ghost has 200 points, he has never lacked merit, if it weren't for the need to study the Taoist art of exchange, Qin Kun would probably have more.

These miscellaneous exercises and Taoism, as well as the increasingly strong ghosts, are the key to their own victory.

After fighting with Malorn, Qin Kun gradually felt the strength of the Huangquan-level host, and smiled at him: "If you don't grab my territory again, just obediently find a place to live next to it." ”

Qin Kun's head pressed against Malorn's head: "My patience is limited. ”

……

Malone is gone.

After leaving, the system in my mind prompted 'Welcome to the Ten Dead City'.

Qin Kun sighed, after that change, the binding force of the Ten Deaths Law became weaker and weaker, and in the past, the personal attributes of others who broke into their territory would be greatly reduced, but now, after he woke up, his disciple Silver Bat came to rob it once, and Malone came to rob it once, this territory has no sense of security at all, it is too bad.

All the ghosts were released and settled.

All the ghosts are no strangers to the Kunlun Tomb, only the newly collected princess corpse vine ghost looked at everything curiously.

"What is this place?"

"It seems to be more than the yin qi of the Six Dragons Dao?"

"Dragon's breath? It doesn't seem to be ......."

"Master Qin...... Oh no, my lord, where is this? ”

The corpse vine ghost followed Qin Kun and asked questions.

The beloved daughter of the ghost king of the lonely mountain, after her tragic death, became vine fertilizer, so that when she appeared, she still had the roots of the vines in her body, which looked more terrifying than the peeling of the grass stuffed in her stomach, and some vines were rooted in the head of the dying, crawling in and out of the eye sockets, and even blooming flowers, the shape was too chic.

The ghost in the wedding dress grabbed her: "Shh, this is a secret place, there are many secret places that the master can take us to, so we can't ask more." ”

"Why?"

The ghost in the wedding dress smiled: "The master won't ask us much about it, don't you think it's good to respect each other?" Everyone needs to have their own little secrets. ”

Niu Meng's iron chain, the human skin of the skinning ghost, the cause of death of the water monk, the family of the headless ghost, the loneliness of the hanged ghost, the small bottle of the smiling ghost, the terrifying poison lines on the face of the sixteenth elder brother, and the insight of the wedding ghost beyond mortals, these are all their secrets, or the past they don't want to mention or think about.

Qin Kun has never asked the bottom of it, for a Taoist priest who raises ghosts, he dares to raise them without understanding the details and identities of his ghosts, that is trust.

For the yin people, the yang people can give the maximum trust!

Qin Kun gave it to them, so they never wanted to ask Qin Kun about something.

The corpse vine ghost crossed his hands in front of his chest, puffing out, and the vine tentacles on his head scratched his head: "But ...... I don't have a secret! ”

The ghost of the wedding dress was amused, this ghost king who was raised, in some aspects, is still the same as a child, in fact, it is very good.

Qin Kun went out for a walk, and Niu Meng followed behind.

As soon as the two left, the tomb was lively.

"Amitabha, headless, have you noticed that the master has become stronger again?"

The water monk folded his hands and looked at the headless ghost, which was carved with a wood carving and cut off the head.

Next to the sarcophagus where he lived, there were already more than thirty intricately carved heads, all of which were his treasures.

A dull voice came from his chest, and he said headlessly, "Isn't this normal?" Five ghosts. ”

The hanged ghost hung from the top of the tomb, the rope could be long or short, and he hung down, sticking out his tongue and glaring, "It's so abnormal! Occultism requires the person to react correctly when suffering from pain. I don't know how painful your death was, but my death was absolutely hard. ”

Monk Shui nodded: "Indeed, five ways to die, six personalities converge into one, and normal people have already gone crazy...... The last time in the ghost city of Lonely Mountain, the master was still confused, and now he can bear the pain when we go up. ”

The peeling skin next to him was holding a grass branch, recalling the scene of his tragic death, and couldn't help but shiver.

"Fuck it...... I don't even want to recall the pain when I died, the master is so strong, bear five kinds of ...... at once"

"Four, right? The cow didn't die! "Hang the ghost.

Monk Shui pouted: "Brother Niu was born a dead ghost. ”

There's an argument here.

Xu Tao was playing cards.

The braid was bitten to the mouth, and in front of Xu Tao sat the smiling ghost, the sixteenth elder brother, the stone snake ji, and the four guards of the sixteenth elder brother.

Xu Tao sat in the village and gambled, looked at a circle of people, and sneered: "See, this is the strength of our master!" And what is that Malone? The sky is falling, and the bulls are fierce, what can we do? Of course, if you are a leg, maybe you will be cannon fodder one day! But I, Xu Tao, have this awareness, the master is delicious and drinkable, and we have to play a role! ”

"Therefore, since one day in the future we will die calmly, or even be destroyed, we must have fun in time! Don't say anything, let's bet. ”

Chang Gonggong and the tea fairy ghost drank tea next to him, and the old ghost in brocade clothes and his subordinate Wang Laocai waited for flowers and plants.

Father-in-law Chang pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "The miscellaneous family has never heard of gambling being described as deplorable, which is really embarrassing to the master." ”

The ghost of the wedding dress came over and sat next to the coffin, and the tea fairy ghost politely made her a cup of tea, and the ghost of the wedding dress thanked her and took it.

"Father-in-law doesn't have to be angry, Xu Tao is like this, just don't give the two little ghosts a bad head."

The corpse vine ghost also followed, and saw the old ghost in brocade waiting for the flowers and plants: "Hey, are you planting flowers?" ”

The old ghost in brocade clothes, like Wang Laocai and flower farmers, feels good to stay with everyone, but he is useless, and he doesn't want to waste time on gambling, so he has always taken planting flowers as his own responsibility.

"Hehe, yes."

The old ghost in brocade smiled politely, but he was not too humble, even if the other party was a ghost king, it was also Qin Kun's subordinate, and it was good for everyone to get along harmoniously.

The corpse vine ghost pouted and nodded, "But it doesn't seem to like staying here." ”

"Huh?" The old ghost in brocade and Wang Laocai were stunned, "What do you mean?" ”

"It wants to go out and get some air."

"Who told you?"

"It said it on its own."