All Outcast Are Super Ghosts

There is a skill, officially named Soul Picking, colloquially known as Corpse Touching. When ghostly energy revives, one can even touch ghosts.

"Ding dang, your cheat system is online!...

Chapter 374 National Fate and Inner Demons!

Fang Zong took a deep drag on his cigarette: "What do you want?"

"Don't speak, just kiss me!"

Lin Xiaoqing had a charming face, like a femme fatale in a TV series, and it even had a glossy look.

Fang Zong looked her over carefully, then pinched Lin Xiaoqing's chin with two fingers, turned her around, and decisively kissed her: "Thank you for the treat!"

"Hmm!" Lin Xiaoqing's eyes widened.

As Fang Zong spoke, he took a deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled it all into her stomach, mouth to mouth.

Her eyes bulged like a toad's, and she started to glare fiercely, then suddenly inhaled...

"Ding Dang! Congratulations to the Summoner for having his Yang energy drained by the fake Qingxia female ghost, and for obtaining a Demon-quality sword aura spell +1!"

"Double kill! Congratulations to the Summoner for obtaining a demon-quality sword aura spell. Triple Slash (Sub-Demon) has been upgraded to Triple Soul Chasing Slash (Demon). Current level is fourth tier!"

Ninth Sister only gave a single message, and Fang Zong's eyes widened immediately.

He and Lin Xiaoqing stared at each other, one looking at the other.

His eyes were big, while Lin Xiaoqing's eyes bulged out.

His eyes were bright, while Lin Xiaoqing's eyes were filled with fear.

Just one burst of red-handed power raised his Three Absolute Slashes by one level and even promoted it to the quality of a demon. The speed and magnitude of this advancement... Fang Zong was overjoyed, his eyes shining brightly. He was definitely not holding a female ghost, but a mountain of gold!

I'm sure Sun Wukong put a lot of effort into creating this 'Qingxia'.

Judging from the strength of her struggle in his arms, damn it, she almost broke his arm. He realized that Lin Xiaoqing had actually surpassed Han Zheng's sixth-level magic-grade ghost. Her strength was likely seventh-level magic-grade, second only to a supernatural-level expert!

very nice!

Very good!

If you're a ghost, the stronger you are, the better!

Fang Zong blinked and hugged me tighter: Come on, baby, suck on me!

Lin Xiaoqing made random "uh-uh" sounds and shook her head frantically.

don't want!

No way!

I was seriously injured just from absorbing a breath of your yang energy. The key point is that I really, really can't absorb it back!

Lin Xiaoqing couldn't understand why, despite her strength, she was being held captive and unable to escape by a mere fourth-level magic user.

With a crisp "pop," Fang Zong released his lips and asked directly, "Are you going to suck it or not?"

Lin Xiaoqing: "I won't smoke!"

"Really not smoking?"

I'd rather die than smoke it!

"goodbye!"

Fang Zong didn't ask any more questions. Since he was already holding her, it didn't really matter whether she kissed him or he touched her.

Having dealt with so many female ghosts, he no longer held any prejudice against men and women. In fact, he never really considered female ghosts as girls.

Touching the chest or the butt doesn't matter, there's no romantic thought involved. It's just that sometimes his luck is on fire and sometimes his luck is off fire, and he has a bit of an obsessive-compulsive urge to touch the ghost's entire body.

Moreover, statistically speaking, it seems that the more ruthlessly you bully someone, the more likely you are to win.

For example, when dealing with a female ghost, touching her sensitive areas or even kissing her can easily trigger a red hand attack. When dealing with a male ghost, the probability of being slapped in the face and having red hands is even greater.

It's as if God has eyes. Some ghosts are so evil that they must be bullied to death. Male ghosts can be torn apart by hand, but as for female ghosts, perhaps some kind of murder will make their red hands so many that the notification sound will turn into gibberish!

He has his limits, though; at most, he'll only kiss the prettiest ones...

"Triblekill! Congratulations to the Summoner for obtaining the spell of the Pseudo-Qingxia Ghost. Demon-quality sword aura spell +1, and the rank of Triple Soul Chasing Slash (Demon) automatically +1! Current level is rank 5!"

With another prompt, Fang Zong's strength suddenly surged.

This is the third fifth-level spell. Fang Zong directly became a fifth-level spell master. The energies in his body collided and merged, greatly improving his strength.

Lin Xiaoqing's strength was once again exposed, as if her heart had been stabbed and her soul had been bitten. Fang Zong's strength suddenly increased, and his arms tightened around her waist like a noose.

Her already slim waist was instantly shrunk by half, making her look like a willow swaying in the wind.

"It hurts!" she cried out hoarsely. "Please don't hit me! I shouldn't have tried to hurt you! Please don't hit me!"

Fang Zong: "I didn't hit you."

As he spoke, he slid his hand down and pinched her hard.

"You pinched me!" Lin Xiaoqing cried out as if accusing someone.

Fang Zong said very seriously, "I was just pinching you, but you tried to absorb my yang energy. If it were an ordinary person, they would turn into a ghost after you absorbed it, right?"

As he spoke, he continued to touch her!

Fang Zong felt as if magma was flowing through his body, not scalding hot, but as comfortable as a hot spring. He experienced his own power and casually touched the female ghost that Lin Xiaoqing had turned into.

Ignoring everything else, I instinctively tried to probe the other person's background...

"Ding Dang! Congratulations, Summoner, you're close to going berserk! You've obtained a defensive spell of demonic quality +1!"

"Ding Dang! Congratulations, Summoner, on dominating the Ghost Realm! You've obtained a defensive spell of sub-demon quality +1! Congratulations, Summoner, your Silver Robe and Crimson Robe (Demon) rank has increased by 1, currently at rank 5!~"

Fang Zong's internal energy surged once again.

This time, it not only spread inside the body but also to the surface.

Fang Zong's skin suddenly flashed with a huge silver light, like a dazzling star falling to earth, radiating a sharp, eye-piercing silver-white light.

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