National Cemetery Survival: Ma Xiaoling was found at the beginning

How much power does Mr. Question Mark gain by eating one?

The lords were curious.

"Fuck! How come it's only ten years of skills! There's more than that in Fengyun. Could it be that the blood bodhi that mutated in the cemetery world has mutated in the opposite direction?"

After a while.

Mr. Question Mark swore.

Forehead......

It takes 10 years for a blood bodhi tree to gain power...

The lords were silent.

"I just don't believe it. I want a quantitative change to lead to a qualitative change!"

Mr. Question Mark started, grabbed a handful of blood bodhi and put it into his mouth. In a few blinks of an eye, the blood bodhi revealed by the cracks in the wall was all eaten by him.

Then.

Can there really be a qualitative change?

The lords pondered.

puff!

suddenly!

Question Mark farted!

puff!

puff!

puff!

then!

Mr. Question Mark farted 12 times in a row!

Mr. Question Mark’s face turned black and he couldn’t hang on!

The next moment his expression changed drastically!

He covered his stomach and flew behind an obstacle that was invisible to everyone!

And then!

It was just a series of crackling fart sounds!

"I have diarrhea..."

The King of Men opened his mouth.

"I have an upset stomach...it turns out that medicine is poisonous to the core."

Taoist Priest Zhang nodded.

“It is true that quantitative change has led to qualitative change.”

Fang Han smiled.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Behind the obstacle!

There was another fart sound!

At the same time, the wailing of Question Mark was heard!

"It's just diarrhea, right? Could it be that there happened to be a zongzi under the ground where Question Mark had diarrhea, and the zongzi grabbed Question Mark's sword?"

Fang Han was curious.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

All eyes are focused on Fang Han!

This guy!

Why do you think so weird!

Could you please not say that!

"Fuck, I'm exhausted! This damn blood bodhi! I'm bleeding!"

At this time.

Behind the obstacle.

Question Mark complained.

Forehead......

Everyone silently blocked Mr. Question Mark.

"Where are the six 6ers? Where did they go on the shared bikes?"

The Cherubim asked.

No one responded.

"What's your name, beautiful lady?"

After a while.

The Human King looked at the tall, leather-clad beauty on the boulder.

but.

He was ignored.

The leather-jacketed beauty raised her hand.

A shovel appeared in his hand.

He leaped to the right wall.

Clang.

Excavation.

This dig.

I actually found something.

Dig out a jar.

Wow.

The leather-clad beauty broke the jar directly.

Oh?

I am Cao!

and many more!

What's this!

Daluo copper coins!

I lost it!

The leather-clad beauty opened the jar and took out a Daluo copper coin!

Taoist Zhang widened his eyes!

"Daluo copper coins... There are actually Daluo copper coins in this kind of place..."

A flash of surprise passed through Madam Huanji's eyes. She raised her right hand and wiped it against the wall, but nothing happened.

Ok?

Madam Huanji raised her eyebrows slightly.

"It turns out that this is a part of the Land of Destiny. Due to the restrictions of the rules, your lord needs to explore it personally. Each of you should have a chance to dig out three jars. I wish you good things."

After a little thought, she smiled.

Destined place?

Dig into the jar and open it?

Three chances per person?

Open the can as soon as you can.

The lords immediately thought of a game.

"I'll do it first!"

The Human King moved.

Whoosh.

Taoist Priest Zhang also moved.

Whoosh.

Whoosh.

Whoosh.

The lords set off one after another.

Dig one by one.

Ding ding ding.

Dang Dang Dang.

Various voices sounded.

"The jars are also divided into grades and colors. From low to high, they are white, blue, yellow, orange, and red. The orange jar has a chance to contain Daluo copper coins."

Madam Huanji smiled brightly again, and as she spoke, her eyes moved and she glanced at Miss Human Skin.

but.

Miss Human Skin's expression didn't change at all.

"Out of the jar!"

"What a pity it's white!"

"Forget it, let's open it first!"

Fang Han dug up a white jar and opened it on the spot. With a loud noise, a peach wood sword appeared.

Swish!

Everyone's eyes focused on it!

"The Peach Wood Sword... the lowest level magic weapon in the Cemetery World. Congratulations."

Madam Huanji commented.

Fang Han's face turned dark.

Keep digging.

"Haha! Another jar appears! Oh? This time it's a blue jar!"

I didn't dig much.

Fang Han dug up another jar.

Still a blue jar.