Confession: I am a fat otaku. Why am I crying when a monster comes?

The more you quench your bones, the more you will be exhausted.

Words soon appeared on the leather:

"The commander said I might be able to reach the second bone quenching."

Judging from the tone, it should be Han Yuan.

Before Chen Qing replied, the words were updated again:

"Fuck! Xiaoman?!"

Han Yuan has a very fierce personality, but his brain is actually very useful when he really uses it.

"Yes! He has already quenched his bones and wants to quench them again."

Han Yuan replied: "Quench! Quench hard! The more bones are quenched, the higher the potential!"

Without waiting for Chen Qing to reply, he wrote again: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! There will be successors to my Tianyuan Sect!"

Leather chat is not like mobile phones, the area that can be written is very limited.

"Haha" took up too much space, so the following line of words was pitifully squeezed in the lower right corner.

Perhaps feeling that it was a loss of face for Tianyuan Sect, Han Yuan reposted it again:

"Hahaha! Tianyuan Sect has a successor! This Sect Master is very happy!"

Seeing Han Yuan say this, Chen Qing felt relieved.

Tempering bones is related to potential, so you have to temper them hard.

You can't be in a hurry to improve, laying a solid foundation is the key.

"Master, the ghost car has completed the promotion!"

I was delayed for five or six hours today, and more than two days have passed in the Demon Suppression Tower.

Counting the time, it is a little faster than expected.

Arriving at the third floor, the invisible hidden sedan is flying happily.

"Ghost car... uh, hidden sedan, come here!"

The hidden sedan quickly flew over, obviously very excited: "Master! Master! I'm promoted!"

Chen Qing looked at him, "Where are your eyes and mouth?"

The hidden sedan was proud: "All over the body!"

Oh?

Chen Qing looked up and down.

The hidden sedan was suspended in the air about one meter.

It looked quite spacious, about the same length and width as a large MPV.

There were four short and thick lifting poles, about the length of a hand, as if it had degenerated.

Various commodities were hung outside the hidden sedan of Xingjiu Mansion, while his own hidden sedan was still a rough house and had not been decorated in time.

It was bare from inside to outside.

The key edges were all wood with "immortality", and the flesh and blood of the hidden sedan were filled in.

The hidden sedan descended and stopped at a height of half a foot.

Chen Qing stepped on it and entered the sedan, and immediately exclaimed "Wow".

So big!

So big!

The space was 600 square meters, and the height was as high as four or five floors.

After decoration, it would be enough to open a four-story medium-sized supermarket.

"Ghost Car... er, I mean the Hidden Car, how high can you fly?"

"It doesn't matter how high you fly! But I'm going for invisibility. The higher I go, the slower and more unstable it is."

"What about speed? How fast can it be?"

The Hidden Car immediately sped away. He didn't fly very high, and it raised a cloud of dust on the ground.

Many times, people's perception of speed depends on reference objects.

For example, airplanes don't feel anything when they fly thousands of kilometers per hour at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

But the high-speed rail that sticks to the ground can go 300 kilometers per hour, and the noise can scare people who have never seen it so much that their eyes pop out.

Chen Qing felt this way at the moment. He felt that the Hidden Car was extremely fast.

The undulating and barren desert on the ground was so fast that only afterimages were left.

If it crashed into it, there would be no chance of rescue!

"Cousin, slow down!"

"Cousin, slow down!"

Finally stopped, Chen Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when he was about to hit Yin Jiao, this guy no longer had a "face"...

Chen Qing had no choice but to get off the car.

"Master, I haven't shown my fighting ability yet!"

Yin Jiao rotated smoothly in the air, with fancy and showy movements, and the difficulty level was definitely five-star.

However, what Chen Qing lacked the most was combat-type ghost pets.

"Can you beat Long Gu, Wan Ren Di, Liu Er Mi Hou, and Qing Tian Da Lao Ye?"

"Ah............"

Yin Jiao hesitated for a long time: "No."

"That's right! You just practice your speed and run faster than them, that's right!"

Yin Jiao felt it made sense.

"Understood! I'll practice now!"

As he said that, he asked again: "Master, can I practice on the fourth floor? It's too small here."

"Sure."

Yin Jiao went there in a hurry.

After a moment, he turned back.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Can I bring my bride with me?"

Chen Qing was slightly stunned, but still said, "Yes."

"Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh..."

Yin Jiao was overjoyed, and went away while yelling, eh, eh, eh.

Chen Qing was slightly stunned.

So, these two were together all day long.

One

Staring at someone's skirt all day, and the other is happy to be looked at under the skirt every day...

Although one is a human-shaped ghost, and the other is... uh, how to say it, a wheel-shaped ghost?

But at that time, Guiche at least still had a face!

Now? ?

Chen Qing has a flaw in his brain, and this CP is completely unattractive.

"Master, in fact, Guiche should be promoted to a sedan chair."

"Why?"

"After riding in a sedan chair once, the sweetheart took the sedan chair, lifted the veil, and the flower waist bride was promoted."

Chen Qing frowned: "Then why didn't you say it earlier?"

"After being promoted today, the hidden sedan chair took Huayao for a ride, and then I figured it out."

Chen Qing was silent for a moment, shook his head: "It's all missed, it's meaningless to say these now. And now we need the hidden sedan chair more, the sedan chair... can always be found."

After two golden lights, Chen Qing came to Jin Buhuan.

(Attached: A full-body color photo of Jin Buhuan)

Jin Buhuan is still guarding Yishan seriously.

He stands in front of Yishan's huge body, just like an egg next to an adult.

Chen Qing has already told Jin Buhuan, and he doesn't need anyone to tell him. He just stays here silently. When his pocket is full, he will turn the stone into gold on Yishan. During this period, he has used it again.

But Yishan's body is too big, and it may take some time to turn it into gold completely.

Chen Qing touched Jin Buhuan: "Very powerful~"

Jin Buhuan looked up stupidly and said: "Jin Buhuan."

"Jin Buhuan, Jin Buhuan."

Chen Qing didn't understand it either, but just thought he was just a puppy barking.

Most of them were words like "Master, you are so powerful" and "Master, you are the world's first-class strange man".

"Yeah, you are also very good." Chen Qing touched Jin Buhuan's head, waved his hand, and a row of things appeared in front of him.

There are food, moon cakes, five-nut egg yolk, ham.

There are biscuits, ham sausage, spicy strips, chocolate, cola, soda, milk.

There are toys, puzzles, and so on.

There is a saying that the crying child gets the milk. Chen Qing has been busy all the time, and suddenly found that his second hero was ignored by himself.

So he brought a lot of things.

He has the life he has now, and Jin Buhuan ranks first in the ghost pets.

Second only to Zhong Kui.

But I still can't figure out who owes me a great favor.

Chen Qing thought, tore open the packaging bags of various foods, and opened the lids of various drinks.

"Jin Buhuan?" Jin Buhuan pointed to his mouth and tilted his head.

He should be asking if it is edible.

Chen Qing guessed in his heart, nodded heavily, took a ham sausage and bit off half of it: "Jin Buhuan, Jin Buhuan! Uh... edible, edible."

Jin Buhuan tried them one by one, and when he got the spicy strips, his eyes lit up!

At this moment, his eyes were shining!

"Golden is better than gold~Golden is better than gold~~"

He was only half a meter tall, and a spicy strip in his hand was as thick as his arm.

He held the spicy strip with both hands, and his little fangs kept tearing it, as if he was fighting with a python.

"Don't choke, don't choke, come, drink some water."

He tried various drinks one by one, and when he drank milk, his eyes lit up again:

"Golden is better than gold! Golden is better than gold~~"

This little guy was also very careless, he didn't want the small 250ml bottle, and pointed to the 2-liter bottle that reached his chest.

Holding the bottle of milk, it seemed like holding a bucket.

Chen Qing touched his head, and suddenly a voice resounded throughout the third floor.

The voice was old and youthful, rumbling:

"Senior Dugu! My inner strength has reached perfection, and I can inherit your legacy!"

It was Feng Qingyang. Has this guy's ghost energy finally reached 100?