Genshan Prison, Qin Kun is back.

The disciple Maloen was very happy.

Maloen has long been the host of the Yellow Springs, but he is still not famous. After all, his realm is not the same as combat power, so sometimes, several Titan junior brothers can beat him, but Maloen has accepted his fate. He does not have the talent of a teacher or the talent of a junior brother. In the Ten Dead City, he just wants to survive and see more of the world.

Besides, the teacher and junior brother didn’t have much desire for power, so he lived a very comfortable life.

During Qin Kun's days of absence, Maloen carefully managed the name of his teacher. With Qin Kun's majesty and the relationship between his junior brother and the shin Kui, Maloen soon became popular in Genshan Prison, and his popularity was no less than that of the Qianpo.

"Teacher, it's been a long time since I haven't seen you anymore."

Maloen bent down to salute, and behind him, dozens of disciples followed him to salute: "Dark Demon disciple, have seen the great mentor."

Great mentor?

Qin Kun was very thundered.

‘Black Demon’ is Maloen’s nickname. These guys who don’t look like good people call themselves the great mentor and who have become...

There were nearly sixty people, and these people looked strange. Some of them were covered with evil spirits. These people saluted themselves, not as polite as students treated their teachers, but more like evil religions who were celebrating the Pope.

"Um."

Qin Kun glanced at everyone and walked into the underground palace.

He had no desire to chat with this group of people. Chu Qianxun had warned himself a long time ago that he wanted to have a scheming. He didn't know what scheming is now, but he knew that pretending to be indifferent is also part of scheming.

As soon as Qin Kun left, Maloen also left, leaving more than 60 people outside, but no one dared to be dissatisfied.

"The strength of the great mentor is unfathomable... the breath is not visible and the water is not revealed, and it is difficult to know the depth."

"Yes, it is said that he is at the same level as the corpse titan." Some of these people have advanced to the host of the Yellow Springs and know more secrets.

"Mr. Hayquin? Blood Mill is the only taboo place in Genshan Prison. I heard that no one in Yuanshi Prison dares to come."

"Have you heard that the great mentor is the one who survived the last battle. The dark demon teacher also mentioned that the great mentor's former friends are now in Yuanshi Prison. And..."

“And what?”

"The Fox God is his disciple!"

"Is it true or false?"

Outside the underground palace, there were many discussions about Qin Kun’s background.

It's still the same in the underground palace.

A cold stone tomb, a cold coffin, and a snake full of the ground.

Maloen followed Qin Kun: "The teacher doesn't come often, so I don't move around the things here."

Qin Kun nodded. He didn't care about how Maloen operated the place. The ownership of the territory belonged to him. As long as he wanted to take it back, these people could not stay here.

Qin Kun looked to the side and frowned: "Why is there a pit over there?"

Not far from Maloen's tomb, there is a smelly tomb. Qin Kun forgot what it was like before, but it was definitely not so smelly.

Maloen smiled awkwardly: "That is the tomb where several junior brothers live. They don't like to be clean..."

When Qin Kun thought of six fat butchers, he felt a little angry.

"Where are their people?"

"Maybe I've gone to the Blood Mill."

There are also some underworld-level hosts in Kunlun tomb, who are weak in strength and are very well-behaved after seeing Qin Kun. These people are all Maloen's disciples, and even their disciples, living in a burial tomb chamber of several square meters, enjoying his protection.

Sitting on the stone pedestal, Qin Kun looked at Maloen: "You are running this place, why?"

In Qin Kun's view, Ten Death City is a place of experience, and he doesn't think there is anything to manage in a place of experience.

But Maloen said: "There are many people who want to live. I can use their purpose to twist them into an iron whip. At that time, driven by the teacher will provide us with a lot of convenience."

Qin Kun did not point it out whether it was for his convenience or for his own convenience.

"Okay, I won't ask about these things in the future, I'll go out for a walk."

"Wait for the teacher..."

Qin Kun turned around: "Is there anything else?"

Maloen thought for a while and said, "After you left the last time, someone from Yuanshi Prison came to see you."

"who?"

"He didn't say it, but I guess the White God, the Queen of the Worm, and the Fox God, only they have the envoys to drive it."

Qin Kun recalled several distant faces.

It was the time when I was in control. Those guys had fought side by side with me and took risks together. Before I knew it, it had been so long.

"I understand. After so long, it's time to visit an old friend."

After Qin Kun said that, he left here.

...

The more you live, the more rational you become, but at the core, you are still emotional animals.

Because blood is hot, once you recall it, you can't stop.

The Golden King's apartment is gone, the Spirit-eating Demon's tribe is gone, and the cooking girl is gone. The Black Scorpion Tavern of Duke Rayev has become a swamp. In addition to this generation of hosts, there are still some old people living.

When Qin Kun passed by the Blood Mill, he did not go in. Instead, he followed the road next to him to the next block.

In each block of Ten Dead City, there is a huge fog block, just like a barrier, and it is divided according to the Nine Palaces.

Genshan Prison is in the southwest. If you want to go to the Yuanshi Prison in the Central Palace, you need to go north, first to the Zhenlei Prison, or east, first to the Kan Water Prison in the Central Palace, before you can reach the Yuanshi Prison in the Central Palace.

Walking north, the Thunder Prison, the hosts on the street are much more popular than the Genshan Prison, and they are much more lively than the Genshan Prison. The battle that I did not participate in was cleared out many hosts, and now the Ten Dead City is slowly recovering.

Qin Kun walked in the middle of the street and felt a numbness under his feet.

Race?

Qin Kun suddenly turned around and a giant car drove behind him.

"Previous, get out of the way! Dr. Tie travels!"

A shiny metal chariot drove over, about three meters high, and a head in front of the car was shouting, as if it was the function of a horn.

The first time I saw a car, Qin Kun was very surprised. The beam of light on the metal chariot emitted dangerous fluctuations.

In the car, a middle-aged man in a white coat was sitting. The middle-aged man had various transparent tubes inserted into it, and some bright red liquid was flowing in it. The middle-aged man passed by and suddenly stopped beside Qin Kun.

"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?"

The middle-aged man was condescending. Qin Kun saw that half of the guy's head was covered with a transparent glass cover, and some liquid inside was boiling.

"Just passing by."

Qin Kun replied.

"Do you want to go to Yuanshi Prison?"

"Um."

The middle-aged man smiled: "Do you come from Xunfeng Prison? Or Genshan Prison?"

"Genshan Prison."

"Then you must be the Kunlun Demon."

This time it was Qin Kun's turn to be curious.

"Do you know me?"

"There are not many ghost places like Genshan Prison, and even fewer are powerful. The ones that often appear in the Dead Palace are the dark demon Maloron, the corpse-eating Titan Sea Quinn, and the slutty hoof of the baby mother. Your spiritual power fluctuates no less than mine. It should be the Kunlun demon I have never seen before. I guess right?"

The car door opened, and the middle-aged man stretched out his hand: "I got to know you, my name is Dr. Tie."

The word "Doctor" is very inconsistent in places like Ten Dead City.

A place where ghosts and exorcisms are everywhere, and scientific professions cannot establish a foothold.

"Doctor? In your hometown, can doctors deal with ghosts?" Qin Kun asked back.

Dr. Tie grinned: "Do you know the ghost of electrons? It is the silicon matrix transformation of quantum life, which is much more difficult to deal with than ghosts. Moreover, ghosts are just quantum appearances, and the string oscillation reaches a band visible to the naked eye. Why can't I catch ghosts?"

Qin Kun could only understand one-third of the obscure words. As soon as this passage was released, Dr. Tie seemed even more mysterious. It seemed that his hometown was a country of science and there were ghosts and gods. Qin Kun then stretched out his hand and held it with him.

"Good luck."

The moment Qin Kun held his hand with him, he suddenly felt an iron thorn pierce into his palm. Qin Kun was stunned, then his face was full of displeasure, and his palm exerted force. Grah, the middle-aged man's right hand was pinched flat.

Dr. Tie smiled, took off his arm, and installed a new one from the car: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to collect your information."

Is the arm iron?

Qin Kun saw that the broken arm in his hand was wrapped in muscles, but the bones and blood vessels were made of metal.

Dr. Tie looked at the quantitative values ​​on the chariot screen and looked surprised: "The data shows that your spiritual power fluctuations are only at the Yellow Spring level, but why is the evaluation given by the comprehensive analysis an S-level host? This evaluation is almost catching up with the Twilight God and the Blood God."
Chapter completed!