Ghost Shelter System

The streets of Genshan Prison were completely devoid of familiar signs.

Qin Kun was like a nostalgic old man, pointing to one site after another and saying, "Whose used to be this place?" Qianpo followed him delicately. Seeing his nostalgic gesture, Qin Kun was a little disdainful, and she made trouble one after another. 'I slept with so and so here now'.

As the two walked together, Qin Kun felt a little sad that Qian Po had slept with all the new hosts.

There really aren’t many old acquaintances left from those days, and it’s only been a few years. Qianpo went from being a shameless and disgusting old woman to sleeping all the way to the underworld level. She is as pink and tender as an eighteen-year-old girl. It is puzzling and a little helpless.

"What kind of place is this?" Qin Kun was referring to the City of Ten Deaths.

The longer Qin Kun stayed in the City of Ten Deaths, the less he understood that the feeling of the City of Ten Deaths was somewhat different from the system.

Qianpo said: "I didn't know before, but now I'm a little clearer. Do you believe in fate?"

"I believe."

"This is a place where life is fought for." Qianpo found a fence-like site in front of her. An old man who was weaving a fishing net looked at her passionately. He raised the corner of his mouth and pulled down his collar.

"Fighting for life? Fighting for life against heaven?"

Qin Kun had only heard this word in novels.

Qianpo shook her head: "No, it's about fighting for other people's lives. In the land of exile, there are people who are punished by heaven. Only by taking away other people's lives can they live longer."

"Incredible. How did you know?" Qin Kun was curious.

Qianpo shrugged: "I heard it from an old guy in Tiangan Prison when I was sleeping with him."

At a blood mill, Qin Kun stopped. The godly woman looked at the tall windmill and smelled the stench coming from inside. She pressed her green fingers to her nose: "The owner of this place is said to be terrifying and cold-blooded. Do you know him?"

At the door, a burly fat man with bloody flesh jumped out like a gorilla, screaming excitedly. Qin Kun smiled at him and said, "Smelly Hao, where is your master?"

The bloody fat man pointed at the windmill, and Qin Kun let out a sigh as he saw Shou Kui taking down some dried corpses from the windmill.

Just now, I didn't notice this guy with my heavenly eyes. It seems that Shou Kui has also practiced some Qi-containing body techniques.

"Kunlun Demon?"

Shou Kui jumped off the windmill, the ground shook, and the meat stalls surrounding the corpses were knocked down. Qian Po's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe it when she saw the other party's attire: "Corpse-Eating Titan...Hai Quin?"

Qian Po was sweating coldly, and Shou Kui suddenly raised his brows and licked his lips: "Such delicious meat. Kunlun Demon, is this a gift from you?"

Qianpo was shocked and quickly backed away. Shoukui sneered and threw out an iron hook. As if it was spiritual, it pierced Qianpo's neck and hooked her back.

Qin Kun was so excited when he saw Shou Kui's eyes were red. He stretched out his hand to grab the chain and said with a smile: "This is an old friend, not a gift."

Shou Kui exerted force several times and found that Qin Kun's arm was motionless and as steady as cast iron. He shook the iron chain and the hook fell from Qian Po's neck, and his eyes gradually recovered.

Not a gift?

"It's really weird. She should smell rancid, but why does it smell so good?" Shou Kui sniffed Qian Po carefully, feeling disgusted and salivating at the same time.

Qianpo didn't dare to move now, her body stood there stiffly, regretting coming with Qin Kun.

It's just that after hearing Qin Kun's advice, the butcher-looking guy in front of him lost interest in him and felt relieved.

"Since you are a friend of the Kunlun Demon and also a friend of mine, come in and sit down."

The blood mill is now a corpse exhibition hall. Qin Kun had admired Shou Kui's collection for a long time, but Qian Po came here for the first time. When he found many familiar corpses on the shelves, a wry smile appeared on his face. Sure enough, it was Heiquin, the corpse-eating Titan who was already famous in the Ten Death Cities.

She knew that there was a powerful host in Genshan Prison, but she had never met him. Who would have thought that I would get to know him in this way today.

Shou Kui took out some things he bought in the central area to entertain the two of them. He looked at Qin Kun and said, "I heard from several tribesmen that you have been coming frequently during this period, but you have never looked for me. Why don't you come here today? Do you need my help with something?"

Shou Kui is Qin Kun's only friend. He is cruel, cannibalistic, and looks vicious, but he is very loyal to Qin Kun. I don't know if it is fate or natural compatibility.

Qin Kun said: "It's okay at first. I heard the baby's mother say on the way that the City of Ten Deaths is a place where people fight for their lives. I'm curious to ask you."

Qin Kun had known for a long time that Shou Kui was an aborigine. He had lived here for a very, very long time and had never been out. Shou Kui should be very familiar with things about the Ten Death City.

Shou Kui sat there upright, suddenly opened his big mouth and bit into the air, feeling like something was being swallowed into his stomach. Half of the room was still a blood mill, while the other half became a hilltop.

Qin Kun was startled, what kind of sorcery?

Shou Kui's belly was bloated and he couldn't speak. When he walked over there, he waved to Qin and Kun. After Qin Kun followed him, Shou Kui vomited out the contents of his stomach and the space returned to its original state.

The Qianpo next to her was sweating coldly: "The Heaven-Swallowing Prison of the Corpse-eating Titan is one of the strongest areas in the City of Ten Deaths... I used to only hear that it has the effect of swallowing people's lives, but now I find out that it actually has the power to break boundaries... "

Shou Kui looked at Qian Po in surprise: "You know a lot?"

Qianpo said respectfully: "I heard about it from Tiangan Prison."

Qin Kun also hid his surprise in his heart. The longer he stayed in the City of Ten Deaths, the faster his knowledge increased. Qin Kun was already shocked when Shou Kui swallowed up that space just now. But what happened in a place like this? It's not surprising, after all, most monsters are unpredictable life forms.

They came to a mountain top. This was outside the city. There was a huge hole in the sky. Crystal lines of cause and effect were intertwined in the air, like a spider web. Inside were the millions of life transitions of the dead hosts.

Shou Kui looked at the sky and said to Qin Kun: "The City of Ten Deaths is a place of exile. The way to get rid of exile is indeed to fight for your life. The energy in the causal line is a great tonic. However, you can play with this There are very few hosts of energy.”

Qin Kun was puzzled, and Shou Kui said: "The Dusk God in the Palace of Death is one, and he regards the line of cause and effect as a string. The Queen of Insects is one, and he treats the line of cause and effect as a cocoon. The White God is one, and he treats the line of cause and effect as a cocoon. He lost his hair. The fox god counts as half. The fox fire of Yunhu burns everything. The fuel is the causal thread, but it consumes too much. Later, he used other methods to refine the sword light, which is not considered fun. As for the other gods in the central area, they have only empty names. That’s all.”

Qin Kun was stunned.

Shou Kui whispered: "This is why I have always wanted to be a ruler. If I also get to that tower, I will learn how to use the causal line. Do you know? I am an exiled Titan, the real It is no longer possible to escape, but existing in the billions of causal lines is equivalent to me escaping from this prison."

Things that are too abstract will be difficult for Qin Kun to understand for a while.

What Shou Kui said was a hundred times more profound than what Qian Po said. Qin Kun thought for a while and then said uncertainly: "In other words, you can live in other people's causal lines?"

The corner of Shoukui's mouth raised: "Yes. Even if the owner of the causal line dies, the billions in his causal line may still exist. Taking other people's lives for my own use is the only way I can think of to get out of trouble."

Qin Kun's chest rose and fell.

Who can say that living in that way is not an advanced form of existence?

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