"Yes, isn't Hu Bingqin standing in front of us alive and kicking?

If they are all dead, how can they be brought back to life?

Even with the combined efforts of several of our tribes, we cannot bring the dead Fox tribe back to life again.

Is it possible that you, senior, can even save a dead fox?"

"I'm curious too!"

Tongtian Mo Kui and Prince Fire Tiger looked at Qin Lang with puzzled faces.

Yi Keer blinked her big watery eyes, and her little head was full of confusion.

"After the Fox Clan surpasses the Seven-Tails, they have some special natural talents. For example, you have seven more lives than other Fox Clan!

You have a total of eight lives. Unfortunately, you already died once in that cave just now.

If I hadn't slipped you out, your remaining seven lives would have been the same as the first death, repeated seven times.

If you want to say you owe me, you don't owe me one life, but seven lives, do you understand?"

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Qin Lang had a smile on his lips and a hint of coquettishness in his eyes.

Hu Bingqin wants to fish in troubled waters?

Others can ignore their hatred for him, but they must not underestimate his kindness.

He obviously saved seven lives, but Hu Bingqin only counted one. Wouldn't that mean he lost six lives?

Qin Lang is not willing to do this business!

"Eight lives?"

Hu Bingqin's heart trembled. She was wearing a wide and narrow skirt with dark flowers and floating gold. There were eight fox tails on her back, blooming like an umbrella canopy, and the hem of the skirt was slightly opened in an arc.

The color is pure white and the color is mellow.

However, although one of the eight fox tails is brightly colored, there is an obvious color difference compared to the other seven.

"Sure enough, the eight names and eight tails are inseparable."

Hu Bingqin was pleasantly surprised. She never thought that she would actually have eight lives.

At the same time, I feel extremely regretful that I lost a small life unknowingly, which is really a pity.

"You don't need to be happy too early. Your eight lives in front of me are no different from one.

Judging from your shocked attitude, there is a high probability that the Queen of the Fox Clan did not tell you these secrets.

Indeed, if I tell you, it will make you despise the importance of life.

Don’t forget, if I hadn’t heard your howl just now, you would have lost eight of your lives in that cave.”

Qin Lang deliberately emphasized that he saved seven lives, not one.

It is impossible for the Queen of the Fox Clan not to know the secret of the Eight Tails of the Fox Clan. With her cunning character, the Queen of the Fox Clan obviously concealed it deliberately.

In this way, Hu Bingqin will not let his life be jeopardized.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the eight lives are against heaven.

However, it is not as exaggerated as imagined and cannot be hostile.

For example, in the cave just now, if Hu Bingqin's life was cut off, if no outsider rescued him, his remaining seven lives would be completely lost.

This kind of talent may be a bit troublesome for others, but for Qin Lang, it doesn't matter at all.

How tenacious is Shouyi’s vitality?

Having been chopped off for several days in a row, isn’t that enough?

Like Hu Bingqin, the maximum number of cuts required is eight times. No, now she only needs to cut seven times and she will die.

"I see."

Hu Bingqin withdrew his eight tails, wrinkled his nose, and looked a little ugly.

Inexplicably, he owes Qin Lang seven lives. Anyone else would be unhappy.

What's more, she discovered that her talent still had great limitations.

If you encounter an unbeatable enemy, if you can kill her for the first time, you can naturally kill her for the eighth time.

Unless other people don't know that she has eight lives, but now, the news has spread.

Not only Qin Lang knew about it, but even the princes and daughters of the Tongtian Mokui clan knew it well.

call……

Hu Bingqin exhaled, letting the restless emotions gradually calm down.

Then he looked at Qin Lang and said with a solemn expression, "What realm are you in? There are many dangers in this big tomb, but you and the others are not stained by dust?"

"Danger, heavy?"

Yi Keer tilted her head, obviously not knowing what Hu Bingqin was talking about.

"What weight?"

The prince of the Tongtian Demon Kui clan turned to look at the Fire Tiger.

Fire Tiger scratched the back of his head, "I don't know!"

"What does this place have to do with danger? Is it a big tomb?"

"We didn't come here to look for opportunities. How could it be related to danger?"

Hu Bingqin's eyes were full of disbelief, and he asked questioningly, "Did you not encounter any danger on the way here?

Those hidden weapons that can assassinate the heavenly realm,

There are also those walking corpses whose lowest realm is the pinnacle of the earth level,

Finally, you have never encountered the poisonous mist that makes people lose their strength unconsciously?"

The prince of the Tongtian Mokui Tribe shook his head, "We haven't encountered any of the things you mentioned. We just followed our seniors and came in in the blink of an eye.

You have talked so much, are you thirsty?

The nine walnuts recommended by senior taste quite good, would you like some?"

Seeing Hu Bingqin's embarrassed appearance, Tongtian Mokui felt pity and held a jar of nine walnuts and handed it to him as a kind invitation.

"This spicy duck tongue tastes pretty good, but the portion is too small. One hundred bites are not enough. It takes more time to tear it apart than to eat it."

The Fire Tiger held a plate of torn duck tongue and looked at Hu Bingqin with charity.

"I……"

Hu Bingqin opened her mouth and looked at the two foreign princes, eating and drinking, living a life of endless joy.

But she continued to struggle to survive in such a dangerous and desperate situation.

He even lost a life.

If Qin Lang hadn't come to the rescue, it would be a big question whether he could be standing here alive at this time!

Thinking about it, I feel extremely frustrated.

Qin Lang did not forget to prick his heart. He took out Hu Bingqin's heart from his chest, cut a bloody scar on it, and sprinkled coarse salt on it. "You, the eight-tailed fox girl, are really too generous."

Dead!"

"I asked you to leave, why do you want to go to this place to die?"

"If you want to come, just tell me. It's not like I won't agree to it."

"If you don't tell me, how will I know you want to come?"

"Look, now I haven't gained anything, but I have lost a small life. What a pity!"

Hu Bingqin felt extremely sad after being told that she was a little nervous. At the same time, she asked in embarrassment, "Will the loss of my eight-tailed life affect my future talents?"

It's a joke. She is a majestic eight-tailed fox girl. She doesn't know as much about some information about the eight-tailed fox as any human being.

When you encounter problems, you have to ask humans for help.

Qin Lang shook his head decisively, "This has no impact and will not hinder your future cultivation."

"That's good. It's me, Hu Bingqin, who owes you seven lives. One day, I will return this favor to you. Farewell!"
Chapter completed!