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A blond-haired man with glasses sat on a soft sofa with a glass of wine in his hand, he looked at the man in front of him and muttered for a long time: "You actually killed Batista!" ”

The man crossed his legs, drank his own wine like a cow, and chewed the ice cubes in his mouth.

"Robert, it's the third time, do you want to avenge him?"

The man was naturally Qin Kun, and Qin Kun's appearance did not make the Golden King feel frivolous, but gave birth to an unfathomable feeling.

The last time, when Qin Kun killed Di Xiu, a genius fighter under the Styx-level host 'Cao Guan', the Golden King already felt incredible.

This time, it turned out to be Batista?

The Golden King handed Qin Kun a cigarette: "Revenge? No kidding. Batista is no longer my contract fighter, it has nothing to do with my interests, and he is a little friend at best. I think I'm going to have to re-evaluate your value in the future. This PK, I will put a lot of money on you. ”

Qin Kun shrugged indifferently.

Anyway, how much the gold king bets has nothing to do with him.

"By the way, Batista may not die, you pay attention."

Before Qin Kun left, the Golden King suddenly reminded.

Qin Kun turned around: "You mean Yin Cao plasma?" ”

The Golden King nodded: "10 drops of Yin Cao plasma, a chance to resurrect." ”

Qin Kun took a deep breath and spit out two words after a while: "I'm." How did I forget this. ”

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Leaving the apartment, Qin Kun walked around the street as usual.

Whether Batista will be resurrected or not, that is a matter for the future, there are just many enemies, or they have been killed by themselves, Qin Kun does not feel that there is anything to be afraid of. At least now it can be seen that the Golden King will not let himself die before he wins 10 consecutive victories. After all, his interests are at stake.

I heard that in the Ten Dead City, many taverns will issue ghost hunting missions to deal with the surrounding ghosts in exchange for payment, and Qin Kun also wants to see it.

Following this road, Qin Kun walked in the direction of the tavern, and passed the tribal building again.

At the entrance of the tribe, by the river, there was a pot on the pyre, and several dead heads were rolling in the boiling water in the pot, and Qin Kun saw the cannibal girl.

"Long time no see."

When the girl saw Qin Kun on the road, she naturally greeted her.

"Long time no see."

Qin Kun actually wanted to ask the signature greeting 'Have you eaten', but found that this sentence was a bit disgusting.

The girl was holding a thick wooden stick, pounding the crispy bones in the pot, Qin Kun smelled the smell of cooked meat, and vomited carelessly.

What the hell is this...... It's disgusting......

Qin Kun used to be at home, and his mother had to blanch the blood with boiling water before making pork ribs, the taste was disgusting, but it was bearable, compared to today's taste, it was a small thing.

Qin Kun wiped the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, not daring to speak.

The girl showed her tiger teeth and smiled: "Isn't it fragrant?" I'll send you some from the apartment later? ”

Qin Kun hurriedly waved his hand: "Take care of your Spirit Eater...... Our apartment was a bread ......"

In the midst of the girl's giggles, Qin Kun left in embarrassment.

In this neighborhood, there is only one tavern, which is open in the black scorpion corpse field.

This place is full of dead scorpions, and there are some corpses that look like they have died with poisonous hair, and they are crawling with scorpions. The scorpion was black, trampled underfoot, creaking. There were a few alive, all gnawing at the corpses of their companions.

The corpse is large, like a square, with a stone tavern in the center, surrounded by several surrounding tombstones.

Qin Kun pushed open the door of the tavern, and it was bustling inside.

Drinkers dressed in different costumes sat in the tavern, and the proprietor was a half-scorpion-faced ossified uncle, with compound eyes, and a thick beard above his lips, which was cocked on both sides.

"Oh~ Hello hello new drinker! Let me smell it, well, this bath liquid smell, you must be the host of the Golden King. I am the Duke of Black Scorpion Laev. ”

The boss black scorpion is half human and half scorpion, with a Nordic face, and the shape is very similar to the boss in the Scorpion King, Qin Kun has seen the Batgirl, the Winged Man, and the Scorpion Man again, but he was stunned for a moment, and then returned to normal.

Hearing that the boss was a Styx-level host, Qin Kun was polite, he looked at the price on the wall, and said, "Have a cup of freshly squeezed blackcurrant." ”

"Okay lad, 15 a glass."

Qin Kun took out the silver coin that had been exchanged for merit and handed it to the boss.

When the blackcurrant came up, the boss said enthusiastically: "See that you are the first time to come, I will give you some discounts!" This cup is freshly squeezed scorpion juice blackcurrant, which has a tender and sweet taste, and scorpion meat is added to it! Usually a cup costs 100 yuan. ”

Holy! Uncle, you're mistaken!

Who wants your freshly squeezed scorpion juice! I just need blackcurrants to be good! Don't be so self-conscious!

Qin Kun's face was ugly, the boss frowned, and his voice was a little unhappy: "What, are you dissatisfied with your expression?" ”

Half of his face lit up with a fierce light, and Qin Kun hurriedly took a big sip, almost throwing up all the food from yesterday.

Qin Kun's disgusting eyes were filled with tears, and he kept beating his chest, and endured the desire to vomit: "Very satisfied!" Just a little touched. ”

The owner was praised and left happy.

On the wall, is the task of the bar.

'Collect 100 level 8 spirits, requirement: Death by fire. Reward 100 merit - publisher, flamingo'

'Catch the wild ghost, requirement: death with a sharp weapon, wound in the head. Reward 150 merit - publisher, decapitator'

'Head to Raven Castle to find the Raven Bride's dress. Reward 300 merit - publisher, white slave'

Most of the merits of these tasks are pitiful, Qin Kun was a little disappointed, as long as 20 tasks, with a maximum reward of 300 merits, only 2. Obviously, 300 merits are already sky-high here, and the estimated difficulty of the task should not be underestimated.

In the tavern, several big men were talking.

"I heard that this time the Hades Fortress is going to go on an expedition and start a war with the Divine Punishment Heavenly City."

"It's customary, every time I fight, I'm mediated, what's there to discuss."

"That's right, the Hades Fortress and the Divine Punishment Heavenly City said that they were recruiting troops for the battle, and in the end, they didn't go to the Hell Dao Trial to be cannon fodder, in the area of the Ten Dead City, who would dare to really make trouble?"

Qin Kun pricked up his ears, he didn't expect that there would still be forces in the Ten Dead City! The first time I heard about it, it was a novelty.

"Hades Fortress is probably playing real this time, and Di Xiu III even invited the three-headed dog of hell! The old griffin in Heavenly City's punishment may have met an opponent. ”

Wait a minute!

Di Xiu ...... III?

Qin Kun felt as if he had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked.

"Three-headed Hellhound? I heard that Di Xiu III's grandson, little Di Xiu died in the Ten Dead City, and Di Xiu III wanted to come over to avenge him, but he was stopped by the old things in the Ten Dead City. ”

"Dead? Hehe, old Di Xiu's kind of Huangquan-level monster, the twelve Hades King of the fortress, the Yin Cao plasma on his body, can drown you when he takes it out, and resurrecting Xiao Di Xiu is simply a matter of minutes. ”

"But he has already joined the fortress, and he can't enter and leave the Ten Dead City at will, such a hard break will definitely make some people in the Ten Dead City unhappy, and the other Hades will not allow Old Di Xiu to make a feud with the Ten Dead City without authorization, right?"

A group of people were discussing, but they didn't notice Qin Kun, who was cold next to him.

Okay, Qin Kun feels that his ability is getting bigger and bigger now, he has exceeded his character, not to mention provoking a ghost, and he has also provoked a Huangquan-level host in the Ten Dead City.

Huangquan level! Existence above level 50!

Qin Kun is completely itchy now, and he roared twice in his heart, and he should be over. Listening to their tone, this old monster doesn't dare to come around in the Ten Dead City, and even coming in is a problem, that's good.

But since he can kill Batista, this old monster will definitely be able to send someone to kill him, it seems that the competition between the same level, the Ten Dead City will not give special protection.

"Come on, I wanted to see if I could go out of the city to do the task, Lao Tzu should go back and stay, now I have just 10 drops of Yin Cao plasma, and I will be resurrected once at most, and I can't afford to hurt it."

Qin Kun didn't finish the remaining half a cup of freshly squeezed scorpion juice blackcurrant and hurriedly left the tavern.

On the way, Qin Kun came to Evelyn's grave as usual.

The grass on the grave is a stark contrast to the scorched earth that surrounds it. Qin Kun didn't know how the grass and trees on this grave grew so luxuriantly, it seemed that in this no-man's land, there was some grass growing on Evelyn's grave.

lit the incense paper money, and Qin Kun summoned the weeping ghosts in the urn.

As soon as he came out, the mourning ghost knew what he was going to do: "Brother Kun! Don't do it, I'll do it myself! ”

The mourner slapped himself hard, knelt on the ground and began to cry.

Crying and sorrowful, the number of times that the crying ghosts were released by Qin Kun during this period became more and more frequent, and he came into contact with many contemporary things, including funeral music and sad songs.

I saw him crying and crying, and he couldn't help but sing.

'Children who have left home

Wandering outside

There are no good clothes

There is no good smoke either

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The moon is full, the moon is full

Another year has passed since the moon is full'

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Qin Kun: "......"

This seems to be a song that was sung when I was doing white things in the countryside of my hometown, where did I learn it?

"Bat girl, it seems that every time I come to your grave to offer incense, my Qin Kun is very lucky. You have to bless me this time. ”

Qin Kun sprinkled wine, lit a cigarette, and sat on Evelyn's grave.

After a while, the weeping ghost finished singing, and he finished crying, and was taken back by Qin Kun.

Qin Kun muttered to himself for a while, and then complained a few more words, and his chaotic mood calmed down a lot. When he was about to leave, Qin Kun's nose moved, why did he smell of it?

Qin Kun turned his head in confusion and found that the two paper figures did not go back with him, but fell straight to the ground, and the paper man's leg was a bubble of dog urine.

"Where did the wild dog come from, dare to touch Qin Ye's paper man!"

Qin Kun picked up the little black dog, the puppy had black and bright fur, baby teeth, barking, and his expression was very unfriendly, but the deterrent effect was extremely low.

Qin Kun pinched its mouth: "Yo! Dare to bite your father? Do you know your father's nickname 'Companion Tengu'? Seeing that there was no one around, Qin Kun revealed his least favorite nickname, obviously joking.

The little black dog broke free of Qin Kun's hand and kept shaking his head.

As it shook violently, suddenly, a head grew on the left and right sides of the neck.

"Wang!"

The puppy's two heads, one on the left and one on the right, bit Qin Kun's hand.

Qin Kun was surprised at first, and then happy.

"What the hell is this, or the three-headed dog of hell?! Ok Ok. ”

The little black dog's bite was extremely weak, Qin Kun let him bite for a while, and then he pulled his hand out of the little black dog's mouth and picked up the puppy.

The three heads, almost identical, broke open the dog's mouth, and the teeth inside were all the same. This is not an illusion, Qin Kun is sure.

The little black dog was played by Qin Kun and lost his temper, and he couldn't break free from Qin Kun's 'claws', and when he found that he couldn't help Qin Kun, he could only give in and helplessly let him fiddle.

Qin Kun played for a while, nothing new.

This deformed little guy is obviously not welcomed, seeing the puppy's hungry stomach shriveled, Qin Kun estimated that he hadn't eaten this product for several days, took out a bowl of rice, and handed it over: "Little beast, seeing that you are very cute, hurry up and eat the eggs, and when I see you peeing on the paper figure in the future, I will not be polite!" Qin Kun threatened viciously.

The little black dog ate fragrantly, ignoring Qin Kun, Qin Kun also patted his ass and got up, and walked towards the apartment.

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