Chapter 302 His Conditions
Murderous.

A chill hit Xin Lin's back.

There is no need to look back, she also knows that the visitor is not good.

"How sure are you that you can beat your opponent?"

Gui Hu saw that Xin Lin had a plan in mind.

"Not sure."

Xin Lin spread out his hands.

"Not sure, you still exposed your strength early to anger your opponent?"

Gui Hu said angrily.

I have seen someone who is not afraid of death, but I have never seen someone who is not afraid of death.

He thought that Xin Lin had already thought of a perfect plan.

Xin Lin is not Murong Ziyue.

Her half-hearted Fuxi aura, which comes and goes from time to time, has been consumed a lot.

Not to mention a basalt warrior with the eighth level, even a basalt warrior with the fifth level can beat her to the ground.

Earlier she was able to defeat Jin Chen, all because of relying on the strength of the ghost fist.

But Ghost God Fist has only one move, as long as the opponent can avoid it, they can ignore Ghost God Fist.

Murong Ziyue was only injured, but when it was Xin Lin's turn, Zhang Zhiqing would definitely kill her.

"I don't have it, but you do. You always have a way to help me deal with that coquettish fake Queen Feng, right?"

Xin Lin's big eyes were flickering, with a flattering expression on his face.

Gui Hu snorted coldly, wanting to roll her eyes at her.

But look at Xin Lin's big black eyes again, he didn't make a sound by some strange coincidence.

"You can give me a breath of ghostly energy to double my strength!"

If you don't make a sound, that is the default, there is a show!

Xin Lin's eyes lit up.

It's not always said in the novels that a senior expert can kill ten people with a single punch.

As long as Guihu gave her a ghostly breath, she could kill Zhang Zhiqing with a flick of her little finger.

"That thing, no. Unless, you want to be set on fire by the people of Taichang Temple as a demon and goblin and burned."

Gui Hu said angrily.

If he really had a ghostly breath, he didn't know how many people he could kill, but the people in Taichang Temple would definitely be moved by the news.

Xin Lin shivered.

"You have enmity with the people in Taichang Temple?"

She came to Zixiao City for a few days, and she saw the status of Taichang Temple in Zixiao or Longteng Kingdom. The city residents believed in Taichang Temple very much.

It is said that after Chu Beiqin became a fool, the person Emperor Longteng trusted the most was not Taishi Jin who was beaten into a bald head, but the "homeboy" Taichang Qing from Taichang Temple.

Xin Lin has been in Zixiao City for so long, but he has never seen the real face of the person from Taichang Temple, so it can be seen that this person is very special.

"It's not just the Taichang Temple, the righteous way in the world, and I have hatred with me. Understand?"

Gui Hu sneered.

Xin Lin is gone.

It's over, I thought I was surrounded by a big boss.

Who knows, this boss can't even protect himself.

No wonder this guy only comes out at night, and he doesn't even dare to fart during the day.

"Then you teach me the second form of Ghost Fist, and I can still defeat Zhang Zhiqing."

Xin Lin's eyeballs rolled around.

Relying on others is worse than relying on oneself, Gui Aojiao can't make a move, there is always nothing wrong with his kung fu.

She learned the first form of Ghost and God Fist, and her strength increased greatly. If she learns the second form of Ghost and God Fist, she will definitely be able to defeat Zhang Zhiqing.

"Row."

Gui Hu readily agreed.

"what?"

Xin Lin almost thought he heard it wrong.

For the first time in history, this arrogant and deadly guy agreed!

"One thing for one thing, I will take you to get the first place in the palace test, and if you have the opportunity to enter the Royal Spirit Arsenal, follow my instructions to find what I want, and I will teach you the second style."

Ghost Hu said coldly.

He has already been fooled by Xin Lin once, and he will never be fooled again.

No. 1 in the palace test can get the chance to enter the royal spiritual arsenal.

"But what should I do in this competition?"

Xin Lin was depressed.

"Think for yourself."

Guihu Kuku left the mess in front of Xin Lin with one sentence.

(End of this chapter)

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