Although he often talks nonsense in front of everyone, Fu Qian has always been an honest person.

Many times, he has a strange seriousness.

For example, the reason why I came to the conclusion that each has its own merits just now is that he repeated considerations and notarization comparisons.

It's definitely not a casual word.

The wonderful image just now seems to be a perfect reflection of the beauty of life.

Although the lady in front of her was slender and thin and tightly hidden in the wide burqa, she still had an indescribable temptation.

It is a kind of charm that skips the evaluation criteria in the ordinary sense and instills the concept of beauty into consciousness.

Not only that, even though this dark underground is locked with many deformed corpses, this person still maintains a different kind of elegance.

After hearing Fu Qian's comment, Ms. Sharp Hat was obviously a little surprised.

"You have a pair of wise eyes."

After staring at him for a while, she commented on the previous comments.

It is obvious that I don’t know what modesty is about this comment.

"Everyone says so."

I nodded confidently about this.

Of course, the so-called everyone in Fu Qian is just one or two people in total.

In fact, even Master Qin and others are often shocked by his unique aesthetics.

Without asking what the influence just now represents, Fu Qian sat down right beside him.

The other party had no intention of standing up at all. The hat on his head was big, and the posture he was speaking just now was undoubtedly very awkward.

"May I have your name?"

Looking at Fu Qian's actions, the lady with her cheeks held in her hands.

"Pay before."

Pay before paying?

The lady of the pointed hat repeated Fu Qian's name and her eyebrows frowned.

This is the first time that her expression changes.

After thinking for a long time, the man lowered his head and muttered to himself.

"interesting!"

Is it interesting to evaluate your name?

Ms. Sharp Hat's reaction made Fu Qian feel moved.

It sounds like what the girls who chat with me said.

That's right, although his personality is bad and his temperament is inhuman.

But thanks to his good external image, Fu Qian has encountered a certain number of people who have met.

Of course, the final reactions of those girls were all the same - "I was so stupid at that time!"

Of course, Fu Qian would not regard her as a little girl who doesn't know the sinister world.

So this review is even more intriguing.

"And you?"

Fu Qian thought about it and asked back.

"My name?"

The lady of the pointed hat let out a low laugh.

"Have you thought it through? It's not a good thing to know my name."

"Especially for you, I am the absolute filthy daughter!"

"If you just want a code name for conversation, you can call me a witch, but in fact it's a good name."

Witch? This self-evaluation is not easy!

Fu Qian was not worried about whether he was the real name. What he noticed was another question. This person just said something - especially for you.

Fu Qian thought about it and pointed to the texture on his body.

"Are you referring to this?"

"yes."

The witch looked at the darkness with a confused look, her expression as if she was not a smile.

"Your faith gives you strength, and it's not good that I've desecrated."

"My strength is given by my appetite and has nothing to do with faith."

Fu Qian said casually.

"You say such things is a serious blasphemy!"

The witch looked up at Fu Qian again.

"Actually, the power on you is pretty good, the legendary Dragon of Time, haha..."

If you don't hesitate, your praise is a bit convincing.

Fu Qian glanced at her.

"It's okay, people like me who deserve to go to hell never expect to be sheltered-"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Qian found that the other party stretched out a hand.

"There are interesting things about you."

The next moment, Fu Qian found that the pus in his pocket ran out and slowly floated over.

The baron really knew something, so he asked himself to come down there!

Fu Qian did not try to grab the pus stone back, but quickly thought of something.

He deliberately did not take out the pus stone just now. On the one hand, he felt it was novel and wanted to talk to this mysterious existence for a while.

On the other hand, I want to see if this person can sense the pus on his body.

It turns out that the witch is quite sensitive to the existence of pus stones.

"Has it reached this level?"

The witch stared at the pus in her hand and sighed quietly after a while.

"Where did you find this?"

"A prison, in the mouth of a skeleton."

Fu Qiang went up and pointed.

"So you've been locked in? It's true... there are signs of fading on your body."

Is this talking about fading?

Fu Qian moved his eyebrows.

"What the hell is this?"

"What..."

The witch thought about it for a while and suddenly smiled.

The next moment, the hard pus stones melted quickly in her hands and turned into a pool of red and black liquid.

The liquid, which was like an oil film, suddenly expanded into an illusory faucet.

Unlike the dragon head that Fu Qian breathed, this one was very hideous and full of corruption and depravity.

The next moment, the dragon's head opened and sprayed out a purple-brown conical cloud.

The smell of stench instantly spread throughout the ground, and the visibility dropped rapidly.

Until the breathing ended, the pus stones in the witch's hand had been consumed.

"You want to tell me that this thing is essentially the same as my power?"

The first thing he found was that there was no way to avoid it, and Fu Qian stood there and gave up struggling.

At this moment, I saw someone stopping and asked a question directly.

"It's not you, it's you."

"This is a fragment of human pus, a product of the fall of your faith. You can basically understand it as a faded opposite."

"So you have to be careful, maybe it will come to you."
To be continued...