Although the transformed fused body had lost its sense of pain and could not feel the swelling pain from the fist marks on his forehead at all, the concussion caused by the punch still shook the only part of Xie Ning's skull that was still human. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dizziness caused by the back and forth of the brain oscillation, for Xie Ning, who had just fallen into anxious thinking, became a relief medicine, temporarily interrupting the chaotic thoughts of the red-shirted youth.

Shaking his slightly heated head, Xie Ning vigorously inhaled a few mouthfuls of thin air in the air, trying to dilute the burning heat of his mind with the cool feeling brought by inhaling.

"Breadhead, what the hell is going on with you? Now it's time to meet the Grand Inquisitor, don't drop the chain for me at this time, what kind of tricks are you playing!"

The soft touch of the limbs came from the shoulders, like the warm current of winter in the hazy state of chaos, awakening Shainin's stiff mind.

After a slight fixation in his mind, a trace of clarity flashed in Xie Ning's eyes again, and he spat at the girl in front of him who had just punched him in the head, and now he put his arm on his shoulder like a gentle one:

Qin Wulin...... Master, your father........"

"Old man, he's guiding the attendees in front, what the hell are you trying to say?"

“...... No, it's nothing, it's actually just that I'm a little afraid of heights, and I didn't adapt to it for a while, and my head was a little dizzy, and I just looked at the figure of the machine king in a dizziness like someone I knew, so I was a little distracted. ”

"I thought you wanted to talk about what's wrong with that old man, but I don't want to talk about anything related to the old man, if you don't have anything to do, hurry up and follow! Sister Fia and Wei are waiting, you must not make anything happen on the Grand Inquisitor's airship!"

The arm that grabbed Xie Ning's shoulder was thrown fiercely, and the long black ponytail braid brushed his face like a breath, Qin Wulin turned around and walked towards his teammates who were waiting in place, leaving only Xie Ning's back that was gradually moving away.

A wry smile appeared on his face, and after slightly suppressing the anxiety in his heart, Xie Ning dragged himself to keep up with the pace of the girl in front of him.

Although he felt a trace of the aura of the corpse spirit belonging to death from the momentum released by the Weapon King Qin Zhansheng, on the one hand, Xie Ning was not sure if this feeling was just an illusion.

After all, no matter what aspect it is, regarding this mutated body created by the hands of the corpse melter White Night, Xie Ning, who is in charge, has been in a state of secret groping like a blind man since the poisonous sleep of the guide, the blood snake, and naturally he can't be sure whether the senses are right or wrong.

The two, as the Lord of Xuanwu City, Qin Zhansheng, is a pillar of existence in the Terran Empire, if there is no birth of this Mechanical King, not to mention that Xuanwu City itself will be erased from the Zefa Continent, even the development of the empire is estimated to be greatly affected.

Therefore, if Qin Wulin's father, Qin Zhansheng, would have anything to do with the corpse spirit, then there could be no other possibilities besides mortal enemies!

And judging from the casual appearance of the other participants, except for the fact that they relied on their own senses to perceive the aura of the corpse, the others had nothing to do except be slightly shocked by the majestic momentum.

If he bluntly mentioned what he perceived as inappropriate to Qin Wulin, not to mention how Qin Wulin, who was the daughter of the King of Machines, would look at it, even Xie Ning himself would really find it difficult to justify himself.

Whether it's a steam ability or a gut feeling, it's not a safe choice, and in the end, it will only cause a lot of trouble, and it may even reveal your identity as a modified corpse!

Considering these factors, Xie Ning finally forcibly suppressed the words that had already sprung up on the tip of his tongue, and excused himself with the excuse of dizziness.

It's just that while following Qin Wulin forward, Xie Ning also secretly pulled the Weapon King Qin Zhansheng and Qin Wulin into the warning list in his heart.

If Qin Zhansheng really had anything to do with the breath he emitted as he felt, and what did he do with the corpse spirits that were killed, then Qin Wulin, who was his daughter, would naturally not be as simple as an ordinary human being.

"That's right! I remember that when I was reviewing the duel that day, Qin Wulin's palm was broken due to the attack of the Tie brothers, and I remember that it was in Qin Wulin's severed palm wound....... I seem to see some liquid metal flowing like blood......"

Away from the flesh and turning the pages of the memory, Xie Ning's face darkened a little

The corpse spirit aura felt from the body of the Mechanical King Qin Zhansheng, and the metallic fluid seen from Qin Wulin's wounds, if the two were not wrong with their senses, then they must be related to each other......

"Little brother, Wulin is only too serious because she cares about the fighting skills conference, and she is not usually like this. Even if you are a war slave who has been scolded and beaten, you don't have to keep your face black like this. ”

Seeing the red-shirted young man behind him with a worried look on his face, he made a walking corpse-like action to descend the ladder, and Fia, who was sitting leisurely on the plush body of rice, couldn't help but slow down his posture and persuaded Shainin with an empathetic attitude.

Raising his eyes and glancing at the young girl in black next to him, Xie Ning squeezed out a reluctant smile from the corner of his mouth, indicating that he was fine.

"I just have a headache, just take it slowly. ”

Listening to Xie Ning's weak tone, Fia sighed slightly, and said in a sophisticated tone that was completely different from the appearance of the young girl:

"You are young, why do you still have migraines, little brother, you should really exercise hard. By the way, you used to act like you were looking forward to the Grand Inquisitor, but now that Lord Gufeng is in front of you, you should always take a decent posture in the face of the object of your longing. ”

As soon as he heard Fia mention the name of the ancient wind mane, the young man in the red shirt, who was slightly tired from worry, suddenly refreshed as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Since you don't know the current situation, let's just not think about it for now!

Compared with considering the unsolvable puzzles, what should be most concerned about now should be the Terran hero who is close in front of you - the Grand Inquisitor Gu Fengguan!

The frenzy of the object of worship overflowed into his chest, and Shainin raised his head that was hanging down in thought, and cast his gaze below the umbrella mushroom staircase with a heavy glint of excitement.

A steel staircase surging with many teams of participants leads to a large array of neat arrays on the deck leading to it.

At the forefront of greeting the participants were fierce soldiers wearing full mechanical armor.

Armed with armor like a tin can, the sturdy soldiers with their hands diagonally holding heavy firearms were at least a thousand of them.

Arrayed in units of thousands, the iron army phalanx that stood on the deck continent was piled up in a black pressure, as the first boundary faced by the participants, extinguishing any impudent fire that might appear in front of the Grand Inquisitor.