Pope System of Rebirth

A wine jar that is as tall as one person can hold more than two to three hundred kilograms of wine at least, but Zhong Ma actually drank it all in one go!

"Ha!" After finishing the large jar of wine, Zhongma took a long breath. She didn't even belch, and her eyes were clear. She put down the jar of wine and said, "It's great!" She mentioned it again.

There was only a big wine jar, and the mud seal was opened as if no one was watching...

"Bottomless pit, bottomless pit!" Qin Lang was really shocked!

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Qin Lang and the Undead Archmage stared blankly at the side for a long time. Zhongma drank a total of seven jars of wine, but his stomach did not bulge. The wine that exceeded a thousand kilograms did not know where it went.

This made Qin Lang couldn't help but wonder if the horse's stomach was the legendary space bag.

"You drink too... By the way, I almost got fooled by you. What's your name?" Zhong Ma urged Qin Lang to drink the wine he poured and asked at the same time.

"Uh, my name is Qin Lang!"

Qin Lang had no intention of keeping his name secret, so he answered truthfully.

Qin Lang had just seen the wine that Zhongma drank. It was overflowing with aroma and intoxicating. He knew that it was a good wine. Of course, Qin Lang had no chance to become famous for this wine. The art of drinking wine in this other world was not backward.

, at least the wine Qin Lang drank made him feel that the taste was mellow and memorable.

He knew it was good wine without looking at it, and seeing that Zhong Ma drank seven large jars in a row, he no longer hesitated, picked up the small half cup of crimson wine, and poured it into his mouth.

An extremely spicy feeling spread from the tip of the tongue to the throat, like a blazing fire, instantly igniting a fuse-like feeling. The entire liquor was like a rope made of electric sparks, flowing from the mouth through the esophagus to the

There was a numbness in the stomach, and the whole body could not help but tremble several times. It was an extremely taboo pleasure, but it also had the slightest tingling...

The middle horse smiled and said: "Little Lang'er, how do you feel? This is the 'Red Blood Thunder'. It uses the place where the yang is strongest from the lower body of a thousand-year-old red blood beast, and cuts three pounds, three liang, three coins, and thunder.

The tip of the horn of the beast was cut off seven inches, seven minutes and seven centimeters, and then the Tianshan Blood Lotus from the top of the Kyrios Mountains was added and ground into a paste, and the Liquid Bone Beast thousands of miles below the North Sea was used as the juice...

After seventy-seven forty-nine years of careful development, it can be said to be extremely precious...

"And the most important thing is that if a cultivator who has not reached the fourth level gets a drop of it, his blood will boil and die within three hours~

"Even a cultivator at the early stage of the fourth level cannot drink more than one cup in one sitting!"

At the end of the sentence, Zhong Ma's eyes were filled with coldness, and his eyes looking at Qin Lang were filled with amusement!

Qin Lang felt that every inch of his skin began to turn red, and every cell seemed to be burning. This feeling was extremely refreshing, but it also made him extremely uncomfortable. After hearing Zhong Ma's words, he couldn't help but feel

Yihan realized that he had fallen into the trap of the other party.

Damn, what does this mean? What do you want to do? Doesn't it mean that you won't have murderous intentions towards me?

Qin Lang asked himself in his heart, with beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead. He looked at Zhongma with frightened and angry eyes, shook his dizzy head fiercely, and chuckled: "Sister Qingsheng

You are really joking, haven't you just drank seven jars at this moment? And your current cultivation level is only at the early stage of the fourth level? If you really want to kill my little brother, it would be too easy, why bother with so much effort?

"

The eyes of the undead archmage on the side flickered, and he subconsciously became nervous again. He looked at Zhongma with great vigilance, but there was a hint of worry deep in his eyes.

Zhongma shook his head with a chuckle and said: "Actually, those seven jars are all empty. Also, Xiao Lang'er, that's because you are self-righteous and think that I can't have the intention to kill you~..."

"I remember that you seemed to have recited a strange spell to me just now. The effect of that spell was really wonderful. It actually made me have an inexplicable and deep affection for you. This is something I have never encountered before. I am really curious.

It’s so tight!”

Qin Lang felt a chill in his heart again. Unexpectedly, Zhongma had already realized that his mood had changed. So wasn't the so-called skill effect of "Fellow Taoist, please stay" just nonsense?

5,000 points of faith power! I finally gathered more than 5,300 points of faith power, and I spent most of it just for the sake of this bastard Zhongma. But the problem is that the results achieved now are completely meaningless!

Cursing secretly in his heart, Qin Lang shuddered and closed his eyes. He wanted to enter the Pope's system and spend the remaining 300 points of faith power. He absolutely could not sit still and wait for death.

But at this time, Zhongma chuckled again and said: "Little Lang'er, I'm trying to scare you, how could I be willing to kill you?"

Qin Lang immediately opened his eyes and looked at Zhongma in front of him with an extremely frustrated look. This guy's face was shrouded in a black mist, and he was probably snickering secretly at this moment.

Damn it! What is this? Qin Lang was furious, but he felt the restlessness in his body, and the effect of the 'Red Blood Thunder' was slowly fading away, and he understood that Zhongma had not lied to him.

It was really scaring him.

The sullen anger in Qin Lang's heart could not be vented. He stared at Zhongma with red eyes and pounced on him without hesitation. If he didn't make a move, he was afraid of suffocating himself. It was always just me who deceived others. Today, I

I was deceived and I can't forgive you.

What Qin Lang didn't expect was that the middle horse remained motionless, seemingly letting him attack him.

Okay, you won't fight back, so don't blame me for being rude. Qin Lang groaned in his heart, and hugged Zhongma unmoved... Uh, what am I doing? Why are I hugging her?

?I, I should...

Qin Lang's proud face suddenly stiffened. If he really hit her, it seemed that he couldn't beat this middle horse? If he really touched her and was so obscene, he would probably even look down on himself.

After inhaling the orchid fragrance on Zhongma's body, Qin Lang timidly let go of Zhongma and snorted: "Okay, Sister Zhongma, what is your purpose? Can you tell me?"

He really couldn't laugh, and his expression was no different from that of an angry little widow.

Don't mention it, Qin Lang is really in trouble this time. He can't beat him. This is the fundamental reason. In terms of wits, it seems that this legendary old man who has lived for three thousand years is even more invulnerable, and he just made a fool of himself.

Although Qin Lang sang desolately in his heart: The road of life is like a long road with sweet dreams. The road is windy and frosty, and the wind and frost blow dry on the face. In the world of mortals, sweet dreams have many directions. Looking for crazy dreams...

But he still felt uncomfortable in his heart!

Zhong Ma gently stroked Qin Lang's head and chuckled: "Xiao Lang'er, I understand that you are wronged, but did you make a mistake in casting that weird spell on me? Now I'm a little scared

You, don’t be like this!

"Besides, I found that you are really good and can act like a baby..."

Qin Lang's body trembled slightly as his head was touched by Zhongma, and he secretly cursed in his heart: Oh my God, she has completely seen through my thoughts, and she has penetrated all my coquettish ways to gain sympathy.

Zhongma continued to chuckle and said: "Hehe, but I finally found out that I really like you, and I can rest assured that you can complete my mission and make up for my..."

"What, your mission?" Qin Lang asked in shock, seemingly falling into a trap.

The ghost wants to complete your mission. To put it bluntly, doesn’t it mean that you want me to be your successor—the new generation of love saint?

Maybe you are really a shemale. If I become your descendant, I will become an alien version of the Invincible East.

Qin Lang thought about it and immediately felt threatened...

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Thanks to Xiao Naihan for the reward and support~

Pan Qi cried to death. I really don’t understand why a book friend gave me three one-star negative reviews. I’m so sorry...

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