Chapter 373 Please Call Me a Corpse Collector
In fact, besides wanting to eat meat, they also wanted to take a bite of Zhong Ling'er.
After solving the problem of the divine beast, Zhong Ling'er took out another divine beast bag and said to the others, "It will be very difficult next time. Too many people will easily attract attention, so please stay here for a while."
Everyone was immediately shocked. "No way! We entered the spirit beast bag. What do you think we are?"
"I don't want to get into the bag. I'm a human being and you're insulting me."
"Absolutely impossible. Why should you say whatever you want? Don't even think I'll listen to you."
Zhong Ling'er took out the small white flag, and everyone immediately shut up.
"I was distracted and didn't hear clearly what you just said. Can you say it again?"
No one said live.
Zhong Ling'er dug her ears and smiled, "Since no one is talking, that means they have no objection. So what are you waiting for?"
Everyone had no choice but to enter the spirit beast bag reluctantly, and in the end only Mei'er was left.
"Sister Ling'er, I'm not on the same side as them. I'll be bullied if I go in. Besides, I just want to be with you."
Mei'er leaned over softly, and gently rubbed Zhong Ling'er with her full breasts. Zhong Ling'er was angry, "Don't move, or I'll get angry. What, is it so great just because it's big?"
Mei'er blinked, not understanding what Zhong Ling'er was saying until she saw her eyes sweeping across her chest and then looked at Zhong Ling'er's breasts. She immediately understood and laughed so hard that she shook with laughter.
"Sister Ling'er, you are still young. Don't be unhappy. You will grow up in a few years."
Zhong Ling'er wanted to cry. She couldn't grow up. She knew what her past life was like.
Mei'er came over again, "Don't worry, sister likes big ones, I have a way to make it bigger, I will help you adjust it later."
Zhong Ling'er took two steps away and said seriously, "Forget it, just stay and talk to me, so I won't be lonely."
Mei'er glanced at the spirit beast bag happily, finally she didn't have to force herself to be a beast.
"Sister Ling'er, there are only two of us left now. Can you tell me what's going on with the Ghost King? With the Ghost King here, we can walk around the tower freely."
Zhong Ling'er looked strange, "How do you know there is no one more powerful than the Ghost King in this tower? Haven't you been imprisoned all this time?"
A trace of panic flashed across Mei'er's face, and then she smiled and said, "The Demon Subduing Tower cannot lock up the Heavenly Demon. In the world of immortal cultivation, apart from the Heavenly Demon, who else can be the opponent of the Ghost King?"
Zhong Ling'er touched Mei'er's hand and laughed, "I also feel that with the Ghost King here, there is nothing to be afraid of. So since I came here, I have never been afraid. Let's go to the sixth floor."
"Aren't we going to wait for the Ghost King?"
"No need to wait for him. You don't know, he is always very talkative, otherwise his subordinates would not want to see him. Considering how much he loves to spit, he has only spit 20% to 30% now. If we wait for him, we might have reached the ninth floor."
Zhong Ling'er looked completely unconcerned and pulled Mei'er towards the stairs to the sixth floor.
The sixth floor was truly an eye-opener for Zhong Ling'er. This time, there were no cells, but rather upright crystal coffins filled with corpses of various races, and even a few corpses of demons.
"It seems that these are corpses carried in the garbage that was thrown in earlier. Look, there is also a white dragon."
Zhong Ling'er pointed to a huge crystal coffin in front of her. One of the white dragon's claws was missing, and there was a long wound on its body, almost splitting the entire body in half, which showed how cruel the battle was at that time.
There was still a wisp of demonic energy coming out of the wound, which showed that the white dragon was killed by the devil.
Mei'er leaned against Zhong Ling'er, seeming very scared, "These are all dead, there is no need for us to stay for long, why don't we go to the seventh floor."
Zhong Ling'er pushed Mei'er away, took out an extra-large spirit beast bag, and chuckled.
"Sister Mei'er, you don't know me well enough. I will never go empty-handed wherever I go. Look at all the crystal coffins here. How many spiritual stones must they be worth? I won't be able to sleep if I don't take them away."
Mei'er stared in amazement as Zhong Ling'er moved the crystal coffins into the spirit beast bag one by one. It took her a long time to find her voice again, "No, Sister Ling'er, what do you want the coffins and corpses for? Besides, most of these creatures died fighting against the demons. How can you bear to move their coffins?"
"Sister Mei'er, you will understand after you spend more time with me. Our Taiqiong Sect is very poor, so I have a nickname, the professional corpse collector. I never let go of even the corpses of monsters. It is impossible for me to give up these. As for these corpses, I will let them rest in peace."
Mei'er watched Zhong Ling'er slowly collecting the crystal coffins. When one bag couldn't hold them all, she took out another bag. Looking at the endless stream of huge spirit beast bags, Mei'er believed what Zhong Ling'er said. The Taiqiong Sect was very poor, so the children they raised would not let go of even the smallest profit.
After listening to the noise below, Mei'er took the initiative to help Zhong Ling'er put the crystal coffin in place. With the efforts of both of them, this floor was soon emptied.
Looking at the clean and empty sixth floor, Mei'er twitched her lips and pulled Zhong Ling'er to the seventh floor.
This layer is even more magical. It is filled with free souls. Some are residual souls, and some souls are black. They are either stained with sins or infected by evil spirits. Only a small half of them are normal.
Mei'er wanted to pull Zhong Ling'er to continue going up, because this floor was empty and there was nothing except souls.
Zhong Ling'er stopped and said, "Sister Mei'er, don't be anxious. We can't just ignore these souls!"
"Sister Ling'er, these souls can be sent to the underworld by the Ghost King. Let's go up and explore the way, and try to get out as soon as possible!"
Zhong Ling'er used a thousand-gold pendant to stop being dragged.
"Sister, I'm tired. I want to rest for a while and wait for the Ghost King to come up and save these souls together."
As if realizing that her behavior was inappropriate, Mei'er giggled and then moved closer.
"Okay, if my sister said to wait, then we will wait. It will be safer if the Ghost King is with us."
Zhong Ling'er asked Mei'er to sit down, and she lay comfortably on her lap.
"Alas, when awake, I hold the power of the world; when drunk, I lie on the lap of a beauty; when I die under a peony flower, even as a ghost I am romantic; the joys of life are only like this!"
Mei Er laughed sweetly and blushed, "Your little mouth is sweeter than honey. You are so young. I wonder how many people you will charm when you grow up."
Zhong Linger glanced at her chest and said, "It's unlikely that I can charm people to death, but it doesn't matter. I just want to step on the people I don't like, or kill them. It would be too easy for them to charm them to death."
Mei'er curled the corners of her mouth, not knowing how to respond. Zhong Ling'er took out a small porcelain bottle and opened it, and Lingze's breath instantly spread.
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