Wuhun: God-Level Selection For Instant Upgrades

Qi Ling looked at Modoluo in front of him and couldn't help but sigh silently. The thought that he might be eaten by such a big man made him feel particularly unhappy. If possible, he would rather be eaten by some ghost clan. The beautiful woman ate it.

At this time, the Ghost King continued: "Very good, in that case, Modora, and all of you, go down. Prepare well. The Hundred Ghost Ceremony is not just an opportunity for one person. You must seize it." That’s it.”

Everyone agreed and finally left one by one. But when one of the ghost generals was about to take Qi Ling down for custody, the ghost king stopped him.

"I will personally send this man back later." The Ghost King said, "But before that, I still have some things to ask him. You all go down first."

Upon hearing this, the other ghost generals did not have any doubts, so they all retreated. Only Qi Ling and the Ghost King were left in the hall.

The ghost king did not speak at this time, but came to Qi Ling's side and slowly circled around him twice. This made Qi Ling very nervous. He could not keep this old ghost from lying and planned to strike first. Bar?

But just when Qi Ling was worried, the Ghost King returned to his seat, and then said slowly: "Shasha, come out."

"Yes, Father." A female voice sounded at this time, and then a person walked out from the back of the hall. She was a woman from the ghost tribe.

After Qi Ling heard this voice, he was also shocked, because this voice was the person who had talked to him in the cell before, that is, the daughter of the ghost king and the princess of the ghost clan.

This princess of the ghost tribe is indeed as beautiful as Qi Ling thought. Although she has the iconic horn of the ghost tribe on her head, it does not destroy her beauty at all, but brings a special kind of beauty. charm.

Moreover, this princess of the ghost tribe was different from other ghost tribes. Qi Ling did not feel the bloody and violent atmosphere in her body, but gave people a very innocent and lovely feeling.

"Father, what do you want from me?" Princess Shasha said to the Ghost King after walking out, but her eyes unconsciously glanced at Qi Ling.

The Ghost King said slowly at this time: "Sasha, you should have heard what we just said. This man has a very special power that will have an effect on you."

"You are born different from other ghosts. Although you have a higher talent than anyone else, you refuse to devour your fellow ghosts, so that your bloodline cannot be awakened. This has always been my biggest regret."

"But now, we have a brand new choice! You don't need to devour other ghosts. As long as you eat this man, you can also awaken your own bloodline and even get greater benefits!"

The expression on Qi Ling's face became richer. This old ghost had a good plan. He treated himself as a commodity and sold it several times. In the end, he actually planned to leave it to his daughter!

However, Qi Ling also knew from this why this Shasha felt different from other ghosts. It was like a wolf that was born not to eat meat, and it felt unusually inconsistent.

"Huh? But father, haven't you promised Modolo and the others that you will give a man as a reward to the winner after they win the game?" Sasha asked doubtfully.

The Ghost King let out a burst of laughter and said, "So what? When we act as ghosts, do we still need to talk about so much benevolence, justice and morality?"

Wow, what a dishonest scum! Qi Ling thought in his heart, it seems that this ghost king and the two elders of the ghost tribe are not good men and women.

"What's more, since I have agreed, this guy will become the winner's prize. Modolo will definitely win the game, so it doesn't matter if we use the prize in advance." The Ghost King continued with a smile. said.

After listening to what the Ghost King said, Shasha always felt that something was wrong, so she continued: "No, father, the winner is Modolo, but why does the prize go to me? If you do this, won't Modolo be angry? ?”

The Ghost King continued: "I will naturally find a way to get Modora's prize, but this human being is very important to you and to our entire clan."

"Perhaps Motora can be regarded as the number one expert among the young people of our tribe, but compared with other ghost tribes, he may not be able to win the final victory. Therefore, in order to ensure victory, we must make other preparations."

"And you, Shasha, you are my preparation." The Ghost King said to Shasha.

"Me?" Shasha pointed at herself and said in disbelief, "How is this possible? Father, let alone Motora, I can't even defeat the weakest ghost general in my clan. How can I represent my clan? We’re going to fight in the Hundred Demons Ceremony.”

"It's naturally impossible for you now, but as long as your bloodline awakens, everything will be different!" the Ghost King said with certainty.

"Don't forget, you are my child, and you have a better talent than me! When your bloodline awakens, you will become stronger than Modora, and you will be able to compete for the Hundred Demons Ceremony. The winner.”

Although the Ghost King said this, Shasha still had doubts and said: "But, Father, I...I really don't know what to do..."

"Okay, you don't need to say any more, Shasha, this matter has been decided and no one will be allowed to change it." The Ghost King said decisively.

"This man, take him away today. Don't let anyone find out. After you return to your room, eat him! Remember, no matter what, you can only let your blood flow by eating him." Awakening.”

"If your bloodline is not awakened, I will think of other ways, but you have to do this, do you understand, Sasha?"

Shasha glanced at Qi Ling with a particularly helpless look. Qi Ling was naturally speechless. The current situation is that you want to eat me, but I don't want to eat you. What can I do?

"I, I understand, father..." Shasha reluctantly agreed, then walked over, took the rope around Qi Ling and said, "Then, father, I will leave first."

"Well, remember, Sasha, no matter what, you have to eat this human being! This is your only hope." The Ghost King said in a serious tone, "After all, compared with devouring the same race, this choice is always better. Much better, right?”

At this moment, Qi Ling had only one thought in her mind: Well, her mouth was really open, no matter what she said, there was really a beauty from the ghost tribe who was ready to eat her.