The fifth time.

When Qin Kun and Choukui arrived at the Death Palace for the fifth time, no one sat on the ten cushions. The Huangquan-level host who used to like to teach the two of them knew that their strength could not be their opponent after being suppressed, so he tacitly refused to show up again.

Seeing the two of them coming again, the old referee chuckled and shook his head, closing his eyes.

During this period, Qin Kun's strength did not improve by leaps and bounds, but the martial arts he learned and the ghost skills he had become more proficient and stable.

Qin Kun, male, 24 years old

Level: 49,

Experience: 4899/4900

Life: 1290/1290

Spiritual power: 1390/1390

Merit, 11490

Karma, 49

Physical constitution: Kunlun bone (awakened)

Skill:

Sky Eye Technique (level 5, reaching the pinnacle), advanced skills: Breaking obstacles, passive skills: Breaking the Delusion God Eye

Great Flame Chasing Ming Hand (level 5, reaching the pinnacle) Advanced Skill: Ming Luo, Nail Soul Arrow

Mirage Soul Technique (level 4, perfect)

Chaishan Knife Technique (level 4, fire master) advanced skills: Six Paths of Crazy Demon

The advanced skill of the Karma Fire God (level 4, fire perfection): Mingwei

Dust-hiding step (level 4, perfect)

Bone rinsing skills (level 2, small success)

Break the virtual (level 3, integrated into the understanding)

Hong Shuang (level 3, integrated)

Not only his own Taoist art, but also his ghost art that is behind the ghosts, have gradually become familiar with the use of them.

But every time after the battle with others ends, Qin Kun only remembers that he won, but it is difficult to remember the middle process. It seems that because the willpower is not firm enough, the process memories are removed from the ghosts, and the memories of those processes are taken away by several ghosts.

"Is there no one?"

Qin Kun was a little disappointed, and Xiao Kui looked at Qin Kun and eagerly said, "Will we have a fight?"

Qin Kun shook his head and refused: "You are so smelly, and your moves are a little disgusting. If you sprayed me with a slurry on my face, I wouldn't be able to stand it psychologically."

Snow Kui was furious: "The cursed Titan was exiled here and could only eat corpses for a living! We were once the noblest clan in the world. Do you think I like myself like this now?"

Qin Kun handed him a bottle of soda to calm the other party's emotions. No matter what, although Qiu Kui was a little unbearable, his character was the best Qin Kun had ever seen and was a friend who could get along with.

Without an opponent, the two left the Death Palace and returned to their territory.

Now, there is an additional host in Kunlun Tomb. His former disciple Ma Luon, this cloak-like guy, a yellow spring-level host, has become much more honest since he was cleaned up by Qin Kun last time and has never mentioned competing for territory again.

In fact, not long after that time, Choukui also beat him up once. A Huangquan-level host was beaten up by the Styx level host twice, which hurt Maloen very much.

Maloen is not qualified to live in the underground palace, and this kind of time bomb will not be arranged by Qin Kun in the underground palace. The area on the surface of the cemetery is like a hill. Maloen himself built a wooden house and lived in a relatively leisurely manner.

Qin Kun returned, and Maloen was guiding his disciples. When the young hosts saw Qin Kun coming, they saluted respectfully: "Master."

Qin Kun nodded: "The Death Fighting Platform is more difficult than imagined. It is better to complete ten consecutive victories earlier and gain free self than anything else."

Compared to the young boys in the past, Qin Kun has grown a lot. The existence of the Ten Dead City is a place where mortals exchange power for some price, an unknown place, an exile place, and a death place.

There are only people who live to die here. In their hometowns, these people are either paranoids who are desperate for strength or poor people who are desperate. Are the rules of the Ten Dead City cruel?

It seems that it is not. The environment you face when you lose your fighting spirit is cruel.

...

The next day, Qin Kun woke up and it was already afternoon.

"During this time, you're getting up late."

The summer is getting hotter and hotter, and Du Qinghan's favorite leather clothes are no longer suitable. He is wearing Qin Kun's wide shirt and shorts, leaning against the bathroom door frame and watching Qin Kun wash.

"Well, my head is often groggy, maybe it's a problem of being upside down day and night."

The toothpaste is squeezed, the water is put, and the rice is prepared.

Qin Kun sighed countless times that Du Qinghan's existence is indispensable to him, but unfortunately he is unable to live in a house. This situation is very uncomfortable.

The room was spotless, and Du Qinghan didn't like light either, and his skin became whiter and whiter. After washing, Qin Kun put his hands on Du Qinghan's shoulders and pinched her face.

"Do you want to die?"

"Of course not." Qin Kun paused, "I found that you have grown tiger teeth recently. Are you going to become stiff?"

Du Qinghan's body temperature was so cold that it was not as cool as that of ordinary people. Qin Kun had long discovered that his black gem-like eyes almost occupied the entire eyeball, his face was pale, and he couldn't even touch the pulse. How could a normal person look like this?

Du Qinghan looked in the mirror and glared at Qin Kun: "Don't talk nonsense. You will affect my judgment of myself."

Qin Kun was amused and crying: "I said, "Sister, do you have a judgment on yourself? You don't even know where you came from, how you grew up, and how your previous memories disappeared. What do you judge?"

Du Qinghan pinched his chin and thought: "I always think I am a human being. I can do everything a person can do. Don't mislead me. Actually, I have thought about whether I am a strange life."

This kind of consideration is not groundless. Qin Kun found that there was a book of Darwin's "Origin of Species" and Hegel's "Phenomenology of Spirit" in his study. He was a little shocked. Recently, there was another book of "The Horror of Metaphysics" and found that Du Qinghan's pursuit of the meaning of life has never stopped.

I am a stolen pot, and now I am considering such a serious issue, and I am not very comfortable with it.

Qin Kun curled his lips and said, "Take it aside, people can have children, can you give birth?"

When it comes to coaxing girls to bed, every man is a human being.

Du Qinghan's answer was unexpected: "I should be able to give birth, where are you?"

"Of course I..." Qin Kun was about to answer, and a fear of being dominated by sterilization surged in his heart.

Damn, there are no descendants of Tiangou in all dynasties, and even some people who have made the seal of Tianyu Dao have no descendants!

"Well, of course I can't do such shameless things."

Qin Kun pinched Du Qinghan's face, and saw that the tiger's teeth were getting sharper and sharper, and ran away in shame.

Du Qinghan was a little strange and said inexplicably: "What are you running away? Most of the guys who used to make a pot and don't squeeze together when they sleep, and they are afraid of causing bad fortune and harming each other. Now I roughly know why you always get into my bed at night? Isn't it just a matter of men and women? I can try it."

"Take it down, your fangs are almost growing, I won't try it with you!"

Du Qinghan shook his head helplessly. He could feel that Qin Kun was afraid. What was he afraid of? He was afraid that he would eat him?

Du Qinghan showed his teeth in front of the mirror, and his teeth were indeed much sharper.
Chapter completed!