Chapter 528

When Qin Ming woke up, he was lying on the top of a bone mountain with a splitting headache and weak body.

The little turtle stepped on his head, walked back and forth, and said earnestly: "My child, as an ancestor, I have to talk to you. You like to die. I can understand. Young man, how can you prove that you are still alive if you don't die. But without you, you're not acting. You're flirting with the God of death. You're not flirting. You're pushing hard. She tolerates it twice a time, and it's not necessarily five or six times. You can't do it again If it goes on like this, there will only be two ways. Either you make her comfortable and you two fly together, or she will be angry and kill you! "

Qin Ming was awakened by his two meat and vegetable words, smiled bitterly, forced himself to sit up, rubbed his swollen head, and checked his body's injury.

The little turtle jumped on Qin Ming's shoulder and continued, "I can understand your stronger heart, but you have to walk step by step, eat food one mouthful at a time, and people have to live day by day. You might as well set a small goal for yourself first, for example, live safely for 250 years, and then borrow 500 years from heaven."

Qin Ming ignored his nagging and carefully checked his body. The injury was very serious. One after another, he squandered his potential and left many hidden dangers. He knocked his head, shook it hard and glanced: "didn't you save me?"

"I didn't save you. Can you live till now?"

"Ten interest?"

Ten breaths? Isn't it twenty? The little turtle turned his eyes and nodded without changing his face: "of course!"

"Are you sure?" Qin ordered me to peep into the whole body. The internal injury was secondary. There was a steady flow of golden blood, which could heal itself. The serious thing was that the soul was very weak, like a serious illness, and the cells of the whole body were lack of vitality. I couldn't even hold on? I shouldn't. was it because the bone sea had too much resentment, which enhanced the strength of killing the soul?

"Xiao Zu, I lied to you?" the little turtle quickly shifted his attention and said, "let's talk about what you like to die. Fighting is not like you. You work hard every time and you'll die sooner or later. Your violent tendency is very serious. It's a disease. You have to be treated."

"Don't fight, don't work hard, can I reason with them?"

"We should pay attention to strategy in fighting, and occasionally play some dirty tricks."

"What about those bitches in the witch temple?"

"All the four triple days have run away, and all the others are dead. At this point, I have to talk to you again. Girls are not used to fight, but to use! Well, I'll give you a baby."

"What baby?" Qin Ming had some spirit.

"I have a treasure gourd, which has its own space. It is a very beautiful fairy garden, with mountains and water, beautiful scenery, bamboo houses and vegetable gardens, which I have carefully arranged."

"How much space."

"It's bigger than you think anyway. The best thing is that it can hold living people."

Qin Ming's eyes lit up: "can the space container take in the living?"

"Of course!"

"How long can you live?"

"As long as you want."

"Give it to me!!"

"Promise me a condition."

Qin Ming was wary: "tell me first."

"My treasure gourd is made by me. It is used to live people, not to put sundries. So, hey hey, give you the treasure gourd and you can use it to shut down female slaves. How about it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't always fight and kill when you see women in the future. If you see beautiful ones, catch them and raise them. Release them when you need them. Hey hey, throw them in when you use them." the little turtle frowned and smiled badly.

Qin Ming's expression was strange: "such a precious thing is used to raise women?"

"Look at you, you don't understand. Work and rest should be combined. Young people should know how to enjoy. Don't always think about practicing martial arts and fighting and killing. In order to cure your violent tendency, Xiao Zu, I'll give it to you as long as you nod your head. Don't worry, Xiao Zu, I'll keep it secret for you. You know I know, and no third person will know." The little turtle flashed silk at the bottom of his eyes, and smiled wickedly.

"I suddenly felt..."

"What?"

"It's no different whether you wake up or not." Qin Ming shook the chain and threw it into his chest.

"Hey... Talk again..." the little turtle grabbed his clothes and climbed out.

Qin ordered him to press his head into it.

In the days when Qin's life disappeared, the atmosphere of Guhai changed subtly but irreversibly.

After so many days of confusion and despair, many people were completely depressed and hid in the depths of the bone sea, silently waiting to die; many people were angry in despair, vented in anger, deliberately made trouble for others, and even began to arrest women. Therefore, many teams broke up and went their separate ways; many people regained hope, walked in the depths of the bone sea, looking for opportunities to leave. Even in the end Will die, and I hope to die proudly, rather than curling up there like a dog.

Soon after, the bone sea began to breed the most primitive valley of human hope - right! Although we can't escape from the long live mountain, this is also a world. It's worth dying to be the king and the overlord here.

Some alliances began to take shape, recruiting and seizing resources. They began to attack others and enjoy women.

Some weak people take the initiative to move closer to the strong and seek shelter. Therefore, they do not hesitate to abandon their dignity.

Some people are forced to form alliances in order to resist threats and protect themselves.

The invisible evolution originates from human nature.

During this period, when exploring the bone sea, many people found new situations. It turned out that this place is not a barren land. There are many special spiritual treasures growing in the vast bone sea, such as nine poisonous mushrooms, soul breaking grass, Zhu Guo, Millennium corpse fungus, Disha fruit, etc. these spiritual treasures are peerless treasures in the outside world, which can not be met and can not be found. They often grow in the land of dead souls and extremely Yin. For ordinary people, these things are fatal, but for martial artists, as long as they know the appropriate refining method, they are absolutely tonic. They can not only provide spiritual power and enhance strength, but also solve the food problem.

It is even rumored that a clear spring was found in a bone pile somewhere. Although it is not the water of life, it contains a strong power of life. It can not only cut hair and wash marrow, quench body and refine spirit, but also a treasure for healing.

Nobody wants to die! No one wants to die!

When these treasures were discovered one after another, many people "came back to life" and began to look for Lingbao.

But the sea of bones is boundless, and Lingbao is rare. It's not easy to find it, which has triggered battles and more alliances.

Long live mountain finally has vitality, but this vitality is stained with blood and murderous.

Qin ordered to shut down for a few days and restore his heyday. In every life and death battle, although Qin Ming will overdraw his physical strength, squeeze his potential, and even be miserable, he is like a madman, a fool, a bloodthirsty and belligerent mob in the eyes of others. But for Qin Ming, what he wants is this madness. Only by wandering between life and death can he constantly challenge the limit, accumulate more combat experience, stimulate meridians and martial arts, harden his physique, and become stronger.

That's why he grew up so fast! Qin Ming's talent may not be as talented as the girl in the Shura hall, but he has a stronger heart. What's more rare is that he put this belief into action.

Never admit defeat, never admit defeat.

Never compromise, never give up.

He regarded himself as an iron stone. Only after being tempered, can he become a peerless divine soldier.

Everyone has his own martial arts, and fighting endlessly and never giving up is the martial arts of Qin life.

Standing on the top of the mountain and looking at the distance, Qin Ming can clearly feel the changing atmosphere of Viva mountain, and can also see the moving figures. They are running and fighting in the vast bone sea. Many silent spirit demons begin to be restless. Their roars pierce through the golden crack stone, shake the world and reverberate in the depths of the bone sea. The roar is no longer despair, but tyranny and arrogance.

"Can you feel the breath of the white tiger?" Qin Ming clenched his sword and spread his golden wings. He couldn't see the wound all over his body. This is the beauty of golden blood. No matter how much you are injured, you can rejuvenate, heal and regenerate. No matter now or in the future, this will become one of the strongest dependencies of Qin's invitation to fight in the world.

"I didn't feel it a few days ago. Recently, it seems... It's over there." the little turtle is not sure. Long live, there is a strong prohibition in the mountain, but the disorder of time and space interferes with its exploration.