Chapter 302: His Conditions

There is a murderous aura.

On the back of Xin Lin, a chill hit.

There is no need to look back, she also knows that the comer is not good.

"How sure are you that you can beat your opponent?"

The ghost saw that Xin Lin was confident.

"I'm not sure."

Xin Lin spread his hands.

"I'm not sure, you still exposed your strength early to provoke your opponent?"

The ghost has no good airway.

I've seen someone who is not afraid of death, but I've never seen someone who is so not afraid of death.

He also thought that Xin Lin had already thought of a foolproof plan.

Xin Lin is not Murong Ziyue.

Her half-hung Fuxi qi came and went, and she consumed a lot.

Not to mention a Xuanwu Eightfold, even a Xuanwu Eightfold can knock her down.

Earlier, she was able to defeat Jin Shen, all because of the benefits of the Ghost God Fist.

But the Ghost God Fist, there is only one move, as long as the opponent can avoid it, you can ignore the Ghost God Fist.

Murong Ziyue was only injured, but it was Xin Lin's turn, and Zhang Zhiqing would definitely be the killer.

"I don't, you do. You always have a way to help me deal with that bewitching fake of the phoenix queen, right? ”

Xin Lin's big eyes flickered, and his face was flattering.

Ghost snorted coldly, wanting to shake her a roll of the eyes.

can take a look at Xin Lin's big black eyes, the ghost made the gods, he didn't say anything.

"You can give me a breath of ghost breath and multiply my strength!"

There is no sound, that is the default, there is a play!

Xin Lin's eyes lit up.

It's not always said in the novel, the predecessors of the master crossed a breath of immortal qi, and one punch can kill ten people.

As long as the ghost gives her a breath of ghostly breath, she can kill Zhang Zhiqing with her little fingers.

"That's it, no. Unless, you want to be burned by the people of Taichang Temple on the fire as demons and monsters. ”

The ghost has no good airway.

If he really has a ghostly breath, he doesn't know how many people he can kill, but the people of Taichang Temple will definitely be moved by the wind.

Xin Lin snorted.

"You have a grudge against the people of Taichang Temple?"

She came to Zixiao City for a few days, but she saw the status of Taichang Temple in Zixiao or Longteng Country, and the people of the city believed in Taichang Temple very much.

It is said that after Chu Beitan became a fool, the person most trusted by Emperor Longteng was not the Jin Taishi who was beaten bald, but the "otaku" Taichangqing of Taichang Temple.

Xin Lin has been in Zixiao City for so long, and he has not seen the true face of the one in Taichang Temple, which shows that this person is very homely.

"It's not just Taichang Temple, it's the right way in the world, and I have enmity. Understand? ”

Oni Hu sneered.

Xin Lin was stunned.

It's over, I thought I had a big guy shrouded in it.

Who knows, this big guy can't even protect himself.

No wonder this guy only haunts at night, and he doesn't even dare to fart more during the day.

"Then you teach me the second form of the Ghost God Fist, and I can still defeat Zhang Zhiqing."

Xin Lin's eyes rolled.

It's better to rely on others than on yourself, the ghost arrogant corpse can't shoot, there is nothing wrong with his kung fu.

She learned the first form of the Ghost God Fist, and her strength increased greatly, and if she learned the second style of the Ghost God Fist, she would definitely be able to defeat Zhang Zhiqing.

"Okay."

Oni Hu agreed.

"Huh?"

Xin Lin almost thought he had misheard.

This arrogant and terrible guy agreed for the first time!

"One thing for another, take you to get the first place in the palace test, have a chance to enter the royal spirit arsenal, follow my instructions to find what I want, and I will teach you the second style."

Ghost Hu said coldly.

He has already been fooled by Xin Lin once, and he will never be fooled again.

The first place in the palace examination can get the opportunity to enter the royal spirit arsenal.

"But what should I do with this competition?"

Xin Lin was depressed.

"Think for yourself."

Ghost Hu Kuku dropped a sentence and threw the mess in front of him to Xin Lin.