Pope System of Rebirth

Sometimes, God always likes to joke, even though it is not funny at all.

This is what Qin Lang was thinking at this time. What he was holding in his arms was definitely a rotting corpse. Why would he hug a rotting corpse? This was undoubtedly something that Qin Lang found difficult to accept.

"System, bastard, what's going on?" Qin Lang, angry in his heart, immediately yelled at the system.

The voice of the system came: "Master, this is a good thing for you, because now you have cultivated to the second level of the Eight Desolations Self-respecting Skill, you can absorb three kinds of 'special power', and when you combine the three kinds of 'special power'

When the power is perfectly stimulated, it will enter the third level."

"..." Qin Lang was a little confused.

But after carefully thinking about the system's answer, he somewhat understood.

He absorbed three special powers:

Bai'er's "violent power"

The "power of desire" of the demon fox

Slick's "Power of Pain"

The concepts of these three "powers" are very vague, or they cannot be regarded as powers at all, but a kind of consciousness.

But sometimes, consciousness can inspire terrifying power.

For example, when one loses control of his emotions, he or she will usually erupt with far greater strength than usual.

Of course, this situation is extremely rare, and it is difficult for people who lose control of their emotions to control themselves.

However, when Qin Lang stimulates these "three special powers", he will not lose control, but will be in a strange state, able to achieve a perfect explosion of power.

But... what does all this have to do with the rotting corpse in my arms?

Qin Lang came back to his senses, frowned and said: "System. I understand what you mean, but what good does the rotting corpse in my arms do to me? Why can't I feel it?"

The system chuckled and replied: "Haha, Master, because subconsciously, you think that the rotten corpse in your arms is the one that best suits your aesthetics. It is an existence that makes your blood boil."

Qin Lang couldn't agree with what the system said: it was in line with his own aesthetics.

Qin Lang's eyes were filled with fire, and he was extremely hateful. Nainai, damn it, would my aesthetics be such a shortcut and unique? No, this is simply anti-aesthetics? It should be called '

Is it a matter of "appreciating ugliness"?

"Hehe... Master, please be patient. It's not that the corpse in your arms is not beautiful, but it's just not the normal state now. Haha, don't worry too much." A very affirmative tone was spoken by the system, which seemed to be

Explaining a very common and natural thing.[ . ]

Qin Lang said angrily: "Be serious! Is this what you think? Don't worry about it? I am a human being, not a corpse or a zombie. Please think of a way for me quickly. Also, what is normal and abnormal? Let me go quickly.

This carrion is 'normalized'."

The system groaned and said: "Master, it's true. The woman in your arms seems to be different from the general human psychology? Well, how should I put it? She thinks that this kind of appearance is the most suitable to show and show to the eyes of the world.

Well, to put it simply? This girl is a pervert, um. In human terms, that’s what it should be like?”

"abnormal!"

Qin Lang's eyes widened and he muttered stupidly, what on earth is this? Is the rotten corpse he is holding a psychopathic girl?

Oh my god! Who did I offend? Why did you let me hug a perverted girl? Qin Lang, who was miserable in his heart, roared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The system added: "Master, it seems that you have not clearly understood your situation until now. This will be of great benefit to you. There is no need to be so unacceptable."

"..." Qin Lang, whose face became increasingly ugly, gritted his teeth and said, "The aesthetics you mentioned..."

"Hey, stop it, Master, you are being unreasonable this time. The aesthetics I am talking about are determined based on your aesthetics, but I did not talk about normal and abnormal situations. If the sister in your arms now is...

In a normal state, it is really beautiful, but in an abnormal state, it is naturally like this."

Qin Lang hummed with a dark face: "But my aesthetics makes it impossible to like a pervert? Besides, even if she is an extremely beautiful woman, I can't like her if she is a pervert?"

The system seemed a little speechless in response to Qin Lang's nonsense.

The system, which had been silent for a long time, spoke again, with a hint of joking in its voice:

"Hey, Master, if you have never been in contact with a woman, you will naturally not know that this woman is a pervert, let alone your sense of aesthetics. For example, if you see a woman who you think is beautiful, this so-called 'very beautiful'

It's your aesthetic sense, and your..."

A storm of verbal attacks continued to hit Qin Lang. It must be said that the system's strength was amazing. In the end, Qin Lang had surrendered and kept shouting "stop".

Qin Lang sorted out his depressed and chaotic thoughts and said: "Now is not the time to discuss that issue. The first thing is to understand how to solve this situation? Is she conscious in my arms now? Is she already dead?"

The system replied: "Master, are you too pessimistic? Don't worry, Golden Lotus will not go looking for a dead 'target'. Just think about how to deal with this woman."

"Humph, nonsense, I just don't know how to deal with it. The problem is that this rotten corpse has not responded yet. Do I have to let her speak before I can proceed to the next step?"

Qin Lang frowned in anger, and Qin Lang hummed helplessly.

The system acted like "I can't help it" and said: "We can only rely on the master. I can't see the expression on this woman's face or the emotion in her eyes through a layer of rotten liquid.

How can I help the master?"

"..." Qin Lang smacked his lips and had no choice but to withdraw his consciousness from the original space. The black line on his forehead continued to deepen, and he looked helplessly at the rotting corpse he was holding.

On the side, David, Lord Ziyun, Ximen and others gathered around Qin Lang. Bai'er kept saying anxiously: "Qin Lang, what's wrong with you? What happened? Why did you..."

At this time, Qin Lang finally felt the pain in his body, the corrosive feeling. It was really not too pleasant.

Qin Lang was indeed in a bad state at this time, with pus flowing from every part of his body. It is estimated that this was the most unsightly time in Qin Lang's life.

What on earth am I doing? The top priority is to recover my body immediately. Otherwise, I will definitely become a skeleton. No, it may be even more serious.

Facts have proved that Qin Lang's worries were unnecessary. A blazing white light shrouded his body. This was the restoration magic cast by Ximen - salvation.

As a fourth-level peak light mage, Ximen was naturally able to recover all the injuries suffered by Qin Lang. The rotten flesh was constantly growing, pus leaked out and other disgusting things, just like melting snow.

The scorching sun is constantly being cleared away by the white brilliance.

Although Qin Lang was very satisfied with this, Ximen was extremely dissatisfied. Not only was Ximen a little unhappy and confused, but the Lord Ziyun and others were also very depressed.

That's because the rotting corpse in Qin Lang's arms was only slightly affected, but this definitely greatly stimulated Ximen.

"What's going on? Why can't the filthy things on the surface of this body be eliminated? No, I must eliminate these disgusting things... Oh, they are evil things." Simon, who has a bright complex, became serious.

, he once again used different recovery magics. He vowed to redeem the corpse in Qin Lang's arms.

In a sense, this is not a 'rotting corpse'.

Well, because lotus flowers don’t pay attention to ‘dead people’, the word ‘corpse’ must be excluded.

Oh, that is, this body that should not be called a ‘rotten corpse’ is indistinguishable from a rotting corpse. Finally he spoke:

"Who? Who is disturbing this girl's sleep?"

Sleeping? There was something strange in Qin Lang's eyes. He suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

Qin Lang turned his head very mechanically, looked at David and said, "Is this the sound made by the rotting corpse in my arms just now?"

Before David could answer, an extremely unhappy voice sounded again.

"Hey, bastard, is this girl dead? How dare you call me a 'rotten corpse'? Don't you want to live anymore?"

This time, not only Qin Lang was stunned, but Ximen, Ziyun City Lord and others were all stunned. Yes, the voice just now came from the head of the rotting corpse in Qin Lang's arms. They could

affim.

Ximen could only stop his magic in frustration. After all, the 'rotten corpse' didn't appreciate it, so he had no choice but to stop putting his warm face on others' cold buttocks.

Qin Lang shook his head, coughed dryly, and said: "Oh, that... let's forget about it for now, the problem now is, I want... you..."

"What, you bastard? How dare you say such frivolous words in public? You really should be dragged out and beheaded a hundred times."

This time the voice became clearer and clearer, making people understand that it was the voice of a girl, very beautiful and delicate, and even gave people the illusion that this girl was as good as the female tyrannosaurus Sisi.

Both Lord Ziyun and Ximen were sweating on their foreheads. This trend seemed very bad.

Xia Na, on the other hand, did not say a word. Instead, she watched the confrontation between Qin Lang and the girl's corpse with great interest, which made Qin Lang extremely ashamed.

"Please, 'beautiful' lady, when did I become scornful of you? Can you please understand the situation?" Qin Lang, who was dubbed the 'disciple', immediately argued that he could be a heartless man.

, but being called a "disciple" for no reason is not something Qin Lang is happy with.

A voice came from the corpse's head again, which seemed to be filled with shame and anger.

"Damn it, you scum, didn't you just say: You...you want, want...me, me? You don't mean what you say, you are not a real man, oh, you are not only a scoundrel, but also a scum, so shameless

An extremely despicable man, oh, I can’t use the word ‘man’ to describe you, you are simply hopeless.”

The strong verbal attack one after another made Qin Lang sigh inwardly: Is this girl the type of talker? But you, this is not a talker? What she said was completely what she took it for granted.

are the main factors and perspectives.

When the woman seemed tired, Qin Lang finally had the opportunity to interject:

"Well, let's put everything aside for now. Can you get down to business?"

"Business? What business? You damn bug, oh, by the way, why don't you let me go? Damn you bug, you really have evil intentions towards this girl."

"Well...well, actually..."

"Shut up! Toad, let go quickly. I have dressed myself up like this, and you can still hold me. Is your mentality abnormal? Damn it, I have been hugged by a pervert for so long.

God, come and save me? Quickly beat this pervert who hugged me into the altar of God, let it be washed by the divine fire. I hope that when he is born again in the next life, this pervert will become a physically and mentally healthy person..."

Another round of verbal attacks came wildly, causing Qin Lang's forehead to have black lines soaring.

Damn this stinky woman! Qin Lang cursed secretly in his heart and shouted with a fierce light in his eyes:

"Just shut up! If you keep talking nonsense..."

"ah--"

"..." Qin Lang stopped shouting and was stunned, and said: "What is your name?"

"Dead cockroach, stinky toad, you are not a man, but you are cruel to women. Also, can't you listen to what I say? How many people are crying and begging me, but I don't even say a word. Now,

I just said a few words, but you interrupted me several times. You are such an impatient man. All in all, you are a bastard, a bastard, a scoundrel, a rude person, and a toad who wants to eat swan meat.

, doesn’t know the slightest bit of etiquette, doesn’t have any masculine virtues, and is completely lost..."

The head of the rotting corpse once again experienced a situation similar to the continuous roar of artillery fire during World War II.dd