Vol 12 Chapter 43: Qin Lun VS Hill

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Only in an instant, Hill’s standing place is easily submerged by St.
"哧~~" But the green vines that wrapped the hills into the jingle suddenly burst out from the gaps, and a large group of white smoke spurted out from the inside, as if a steam pipe had occurred. Broken.
"This is..." Qin Lun smashed, and a breath that made his heart rush out from the place where the thorns were wrapped. All St. Brambles were frightened and swiftly retracted.
Hill's figure was re-emerged, and his body was filled with a black mist. Look closely, this black mist seems to be composed of countless tiny black dots.
Qin Lun's right eye flashed a bright awn, and under the force of the eye of the clock, these black spots were under the microscope and had to reveal their true colors.
"What is this?" Qin Lun’s face looked unexpected and looked at the black mist in front of him.
In the perception of the eye of the clock, the black dots that make up the black fog are magnified many times and presented in front of him. It's a weird sphere that changes shape anytime, anywhere.
The initial shape is black water droplets, but the surface is sometimes bulging, like the nano version of the black meteor hammer. A few of them will actually mimic, and sometimes become horrible worms, and sometimes become crying faces.
At this time, Qin Lun had noticed that the top of the thorns that had been retracted had been eroded by some kind of strong acid, and the branches that melted down were dripping down, and the melting part of the scent was also emitting a faint white smoke. It seems that the white smoke just now is because a large number of St. thorns have been melted by black fog.
"What is this skill, Hill? Can actually melt the St. Thorns, it looks very powerful!" Qin Lun looked at the hill wrapped in black fog slightly frowning.
"Can't you guess?" In the dark fog, Hill's plain voice was heard. "This is the materialization of the spiritual curse. I call it the Curse of Corruption. It is the minority non-mysterious ability I have."
"Substantial cursing skills?" Qin Lun blinked, once again controlling a range of holy thorns into the black fog.
"哧~" St. thorns sneaked into the black fog, and immediately gave off the corroded sound. The top of the thorns withered at the speed visible to the naked eye, and finally fell to the ground and turned into a small pile of ashes.
"Good and lethality, this level is at least above level b? You can use the magic skills of level b or above in this world?" Qin Lun brows a pick, slightly surprised.
"It really is a b-class apostolic skill, but in this world there is only d-level, not as strong as you think. Just... it is especially sensitive to St.thorn, if you change it to yourself, it will only be a little bit at most. Itching!" Hill explained with a smile. "In fact, this skill will become like this, and it has something to do with you!"
"I also have a relationship with me...the spirit the strange blood? No, no, the spirit the monster only the spiritual ability, does not have the mysterious curse skills." Qin Lun shook his head, frowning said, "The trouble is dead, to say Speak clearly, I don't want to guess again."
"Isn't there any patience?" Hill sighed, reaching out from the dark fog and slowly raising his right index finger. "It's the relationship of this thing. I exchanged it from Grant. It's you." One of the holy things that I got in the world of World War II..."
"Elena St. Nail!" Looking at a rusty nail from Hill's fingertips, Qin Lun blinked. "I should have thought that this thing can be like the St.thorn. Incorporating the law, your reliance is this?"
"Is this not a good idea?" Hill smiled helplessly. "Our equipment has been sealed. It is more convenient to deal with holy things. It is naturally more convenient. Now what do you want? Elena St. nails match my curse skills, which is much stronger than the attack of St. Thorns."
Elena St. and St. Thorns are the same level of sacred objects. However, just as Qin Lun changed the St. Thorns, he believed that Hill should have made the same choice. This thing should not be an artifact now, but a legendary world treasure.
It’s just that there is a difference between these two things. Among the four saints, the attack of the Elena lamp is second only to the spear of the Longinus. After all, St. Thorns and the Shroud are stained with holy blood, but they are not weapons. They do not kill the saint's flesh like the first two.
"Since the quality is better than that, then I have to win by volume!" Qin Lun sneered in the air, countless thorns from his body, and spread the walls and ceiling of the room.
For a time, this room became a virgin forest, full of slow-moving vines, like a scary cave of the Great Serpent.
"The brain is chaotic and it looks like that. The fighting consciousness is not too much recession!" Hill shined in the eye. "It’s a bit of a hassle. Irina nails rely too much on my personal mana, and St. Thorium itself. With strong vitality, the war of attrition is not good for me. I don’t know how long it will take for Qin Mei..."
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At this time, in a huge living room on the fourth floor of Wilson Manor, a group of people were holding wine glasses and watching the crystal ball in front of them. The crystal ball is over the sky and is playing the battle projection of Qin Lun and Hill.
"Hah, bet the bet, bet the vine kid wins a second, and gamble the old to win a lose ten." Rand smiled and took a chip from his pocket and put it on the table. "Blue chip one Ten thousand broken crystals, one hundred thousand red chips..."
"Hey, other people always say that your kid is the only good person among us, but why do you think of it, your fire brigade is a scum that is no better than us!"
Grant did not breathe the whiskey in his hand, and picked up a few blue chips and threw them into the bowl representing Qin Lun. He turned to his companion and asked, "Hansen, your injury doesn't matter?"
The disciples lowered their heads and could not see the expression on their faces. They just touched the bare left shoulder with the only left hand and said plainly: "I can't die, but the arm must wait for the return before it can be used."
"I really don't understand what the dead girl wants to do. I know that the environment here is against you, and Hill is very unfavorable. I still have to go with Qin Lun." Grant twisted his neck and said depressedly. Let me go badly, with my defense, the thorns and the skin are not broken!"
"If you go, Qin Lun will not play with you, and will not achieve the purpose of delaying time!" Rand smiled and turned his head and said, "I am not suitable, so I can only work hard Hansen and Hill! Hansen, don't you gamble? Or, you press it..."
"I pressed Qin Lun!" Before Rand finished, Hansen picked up a red chip and put it into the bowl with no expression. "Even if you lose to Qin Lun, I can't do it with the broken crystal!"
"Hey, you all press Qin Lun, you can't play it!" Rand licked his face and quickly picked up the bowl and threw the fireplace in the distance.
"啪~" The porcelain bowl just flew in half, and was caught by a small white hand. Several red chips were thrown in by people. "Uncle Rand, you don't want to rely on it, I also press Brother wins!"
"Qin Mei, can you not use this body to call my uncle!" Rand snorted and looked at a little girl in front of him.
The little girl wore a twisted classical hairstyle, wearing a floral dress on her body, and her baby's fat hands were holding a bag of doll bears, which looked about five or six years old. However, the little girl told her that she was Qin Mei, but she did not say anything, but she smiled a little.
"Looking at her appearance, no one can believe that it will be the dead girl who kills people without blinking." Hansen sighed faintly, suddenly his face tightened and turned to look at the crystal ball. "It seems like there are a few more The reincarnation is coming in, who will handle it!"
"I am going, staying here for a few hours, I am almost bored and dead." Grant stood up and walked toward the door.
Rand took his eyes back from Grant's back and looked at Qin Mei, who became a little girl. "How are you prepared? Are you sure to repeat the story of Wilson Manor, you can break the psychological defense of Qin Lun's master?

"I can't be sure, but this is already the best way!" The sweet little girl suddenly sinks her face and shows her face fierce. "And... I repeat, that person is not my brother, don't Call him "Qin Lun's Master", otherwise I will turn my face!"
"Well, you are right!" Rand raised his hand and apologized. He carefully looked at what Qin Mei is like now. He couldn't help but smile. "But I am very curious. Why did you become after you entered Wilson Manor? What about the daughter of Baron Wilson?"
"In fact, I really want to know about this. Even if you have experienced this world before, the cover role given by the super-string space can't make you a direct connected character of the plot?" Hearing the question of Rand, Hansen Also very curious to see Qin Mei.
Rand and Hansen’s claims are valid, and the apostles and returnees generally intervene in the story in an indirect way.
For example, the identity of the Moon Elf Prince, which Qin Lun obtained in the world of Feilun, is not the beginning of this identity. Originally, it was only an elf mercenary. Later, it was slowly integrated into the Elf Court by Elysian~EbookFREE.me~ and became an important story related person.
Even so, Qin Lun’s elf prince identity is not in the original history, but the new role that the apostle was born by changing the plot.
This is not the same as Qin Mei’s current identity. If Qin Mei’s plot identity is not in the original plot, then the Baron Wilson will definitely find out that they are father-daughter relationships.
"Don't you already guess a bit?" Qin Mei sighed slightly. "As you guessed, my identity, and Harry Wilson, are not the sons of Baron Wilson, even with Mrs. Wilson. There is no blood relationship."
"Even if this is the case, they have a lot to do with the Wilson family. How can the reincarnation be..." Rand said halfway and suddenly frowned. "Slow... unless in the original plot, you and Harry often get Replaced...so they can't tell!"
Hansen, next to
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, his eyes are also cold.
It’s no wonder that this manor will become like this. It seems that we originally thought wrong. The Wilsons and Couples are not the source of this mysterious force... The source should be Those Harry brothers and sisters who have been replaced?"
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