At some point, a man in a black robe sat in his seat.

Gu Qingshan recalled the scene just now.

This person appeared completely out of thin air, silent and without any movement.

Gu Qingshan pondered: "Did you create this here?"

"No, this is what you and I create together." said the man in black robe.

He took the two glasses of wine handed over by the bartender and placed one in front of Gu Qingshan.

"How do you say it?" Gu Qingshan asked.

“My rule is to create an environment that makes you most comfortable.”

The man in black robe seemed helpless: "Your life seems to be under a lot of pressure. After choosing the card rules for a long time, I only found this only place to relax."

He raised his glass to signal.

Gu Qingshan picked up the cup and clinked a cup with the man in black robe.

The two drank the wine.

"This wine is still as spicy as ever. If I hadn't known in advance, I would have thought it was a reality." Gu Qingshan said.

The man in black robe smiled: "It's good that you're happy. This environment is the reward for becoming the strongest person in a certain level of hell."

"It's not just that, I think you seem to be guarding against something." Gu Qingshan said in his eyes.

In the corner of the bar, Liao Xing and Ye Feili's eyes slid past him without any reaction.

They are like looking at strangers.

"Did you see that? Only you and I can come in here. It's a confidential house that no one can peek at."

The man in black robe said.

He looked tired and vicissitudes, and the wrinkles on his face were undoubtedly revealed in the light.

Gu Qingshan put down his cup: "So, what should we do now?"

"Some small questions are similar to the truth-telling adventure."

The man in black robe said, holding up a thick book.

He reached out to draw a card from the book.

This card was placed randomly on the table by him.

Gu Qingshan looked at the card.

A man in a dress was painted on the card, kneeling on one knee, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and talking to a beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman listened with joy on her face, as if she was intoxicated by the other person's sweet words, but her hands behind her were holding a skull.

"Relax, as long as you tell the truth, there will be no movement in my card." said the man in black robe.

"What if you lie?"

"You can look at that skull."

"Understood."

The man in black robe cleared his throat: "Then, let's officially start."

"Are you single?" he asked.

"Well...really."

"That's true?"

"The relationship has not been officially established yet." Gu Qingshan said uncomfortable.

The man in black robe looked at the cards on the table.

There was no movement on the card.

"So, do you have friends?"

"have."

“Are they reliable?”

“Reliable.”

"What sports do you like?"

“Ball sports.”

“Are there any special hobbies?”

"I cook pretty well. My beef rib barbecue ingredients have been compared with the national cuisine summary."

"Are your parents still alive?"

"Not here."

"Feel sorry."

The man in black robe seemed to feel that his question was a bit trivial, and explained: "I have to understand how deep your ties are with the world."

He picked up a card from the book and looked at it.

This is a blank card with only a row of constantly changing numbers on it.

"Your profession." The man in black robe continued to ask.

"the scientist."

The man in black robe said with some confusion: "When you were on the boat, you seemed to have said that killing was your profession, so you are different from those evil murderers..."

"Sorry, my profession in life is a scientist, and my profession in battle is a sword cultivator."

"Sword Cultivator, tsk, I haven't heard of this title for a long time, I really miss it."

The man in black robe said, looking down at the card in his hand with only numbers.

On that card, a number is fixed.

97.

"Ninety-seven - Very good grades, you are closely connected with your world, and you are not willing to lose each other."

The man in black robe smiled.

"And you are a sword cultivator. Well, if you can become the Lord of Prison, you must have good combat power."

"Very good, congratulations, you passed the first round."

Gu Qingshan was a little dazed.

Has this been passed?

He fights in a card, and then there is a dream card in this card.

After entering the dream card, someone held a book of cards and kept testing himself with cards.

He was thinking that the man in black robe had drawn six cards from the book in a row.

The man in black robe quickly put six cards together to form a large card.

This card is painted with a huge war scene.

Evil ghosts, gods, beast kings, and Asuras formed an unprecedented army.

They discussed on the board and held an oath-taking ceremony.

A god stood on the platform and said something loudly.

Warriors from four worlds, wearing armor and holding up their weapons high.

In the next scene, they rushed into the underworld.

The iron-clad mountain cracked without any movement in thousands of years.

The dead of the eighteenth level hell rushed out.

The vanguards of both sides collided.

The war has begun.

Gu Qingshan just looked from a distance and felt a magnificent meaning.

Countless tragic songs and heroic spirits are produced every moment.

The man in black robe held the card with apologies on his face.

"I don't know if you can withstand this intensity of war, but if you want to become the Ghost King, you must enter the next dream and witness the era."

"Is this the second level?"

"Yes."

"Then come on."
Chapter completed!