Chapter 596 : Exotic Treasure!

Zhao Yaruo's face was red. How could this match?

However, with Qin Kun's help, Zhao Yaruo took the two Treasure, blood dripping on the two Treasure, and the two Treasure circled Qin Kun a few times before reluctantly getting into Zhao Yaruo's body.

"They can't bear to part with you..." Zhao Yaruo seemed to sense the emotions of the two Treasure.

Qin Kun grinned, "They'll get used to it. Besides, we're always together. They can see me anytime..."

In fact, there were many things Qin Kun did not understand, and he rushed them out of the ancient battlefield, such as why these Treasure would follow him, and also rely on him so much.

Thinking that the Treasure in his body were all around the heavenly book, did they follow him not because of his great potential, but because of the ninth heaven book in his body?!

No, if that's the case, why would they listen to themselves so much?

Shangguan Lingyue had told him that he couldn't even exert one percent of the power of these Treasure. At least he had to go up to two levels before he could exert half of their power.

The more qin kun thought about it, the more he felt different. Forget it. Since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't want to. Now, it's most important to improve his cultivation!

The remaining dozens of Treasure quickly returned to Qin Kun as if they were afraid he would give them away.

"Jareau?"

"What's wrong..."

Qin Kun turned to look at Nuanyu and gave her a look.

Nuanyu blushed and pouted, reluctantly returning to the ring.

Just as Zhao Yaruo was about to speak, Qin Kun had already kissed him domineeringly. Just now, he had been forced down by Xue Ling, who had rubbed his hair against the beast. Now that the beauty was beside him, how could he bear it?

Over the next hour, Zhao Yaruo passed out twice. She always felt something was wrong with Qin Kun, but now her mind was in a mess. How could she have the energy to think about that?

When Zhao Yaruo fainted for the third time, Qin Kun finally let out a low roar and ended the battle.

Inside the ring, there were two figures that were no better than Zhao Yaruo, especially Shangguan Lingyue, whose eyes were slightly turned up and her body trembled for a long time before she fell into a deep sleep.

Qin Kun didn't know what was going on inside the ring, or he would have run in and had a good time.

After smoking a cigarette, Qin Kun sat cross-legged at the foot of the bed. The aura around him was sucked into his body. Qin Kun quickly opened his eyes and sighed. The aura here was too rare.

After practicing the The Art of Killing, Qin Kun painfully discovered that absorbing these ordinary spiritual qi had no effect on his cultivation.

Even if he ate the strange fruit, he could only reluctantly replenish his lost spirit power. If he wanted to use it for cultivation, even if he ate a hundred, he might not be able to improve one step.

Of course, except for the spiritual fruits, but these spiritual fruits are too rare and rare. It seems that he still needs to find a chance to go to Death island and pick more spiritual fruits for cultivation...

As for the book of nine transformations in his body, Qin Kun still could not open it, and he did not know if there would be a conflict between the magic killing method and the book of nine transformations.

He always felt that all of this seemed to have been arranged in the dark. He came to the fake black market to look for the resurrection grass. He was able to meet the god of slaughter here. How dare he have a bit of dog blood?

The more qin kun thought about it, the more coincidental he felt. But now he was so weak that he even wondered if Shangguan Lingyue knew something.

But it was only his guess. Even if there was something he didn't know, Shangguan Lingyue would never tell himself...

With a sigh, Qin Kun stood up and looked out the window. He didn't like the feeling very much. He didn't know if it was an illusion or not. He felt that his fate seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, which made him very unhappy.

After putting out the cigarette in his hand, Qin Kun went back to bed, put Zhao Yaruo's soft body into his arms, and closed his eyes...

At the same time, at the Zhao family villa, it was noon. Murong Xiaoxiao had just had lunch and was going to sleep in. He heard his cell phone ring and answered it without thinking.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Are you Murong Xiaoxiao?"

Murong Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, "Yes, I am. May I ask who you are..."

"I'm your fan!"

"Fans?"

"Yeah, I'm your fan!" The voice on the other side of the phone was obviously excited, "You don't know, I have all your posters and variety videos, and..."

"Thank you for liking me so much, but this is my private number. Could you please stop calling me in the future?" Murong Xiaoxiao said very politely.

After all, she was a fan of hers, and it was not easy for her to say anything too harsh to avoid hurting her...

"Xiao Xiao, can I treat you to dinner? Just once!"

"Sorry, I have something else to do. I'll hang up first!" Murong Xiaoxiao had just hung up his phone when it started ringing again.

Murong Xiaoxiao thought the other party might give up after a while, but the phone rang for more than ten minutes, and the other party still didn't want to hang up.

"Sister xiaoxiao, what's wrong?" Xiaorui came down from upstairs and saw Murong Xiaoxiao looking unhappy, "Who made you angry?"

"A fan, I don't know where he got my call. It's not over!" Murong xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and decisively blacklisted the number. Her phone number had never been told to anyone, nor did she know how this person got her number.

Ding."

Murong Xiaoxiao's cell phone rang again, and when he looked at the content, his small face collapsed. This guy actually found his own wechat through his cell phone number...

Xiaorui covered his mouth and chuckled, "You should be happy to have fans who like you so much."

"I know, if it's on the internet, that's fine, but he actually got my real phone. Isn't that affecting my life..." Murong Xiaoxiao pouted."

"Sister xiaoxiao, as stars, do you think you can meet anyone?"

"Well, that's true." Murong xiaoxiao sighed and said, "The entertainment industry has always been chaotic. If it weren't for Sister Yami, I might have encountered those things too."

"Ding, ding..." Murong Xiaoxiao's phone kept thinking. He picked it up and looked at it. It was all text messages from strange numbers.

Xiaorui glanced at the side and said, "Sister xiaoxiao, how much does this person like you?"