After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Who to choose..."

Qin He's chopsticks stopped on the head of the White Lotus Sect Leader.

After a moment of contemplation, Qin He shook his head and continued...

"I'll choose whoever the little rooster calls, that one, that one."

Finally, the chopsticks landed on the head of the golden corpse leader, Jinwuhao.

Qin He nodded in satisfaction.

This is God's will.

So Qin He carried the grill and walked into the hall.

The crowd was talking and the waiters were coming and going, but no one paid much attention to Qin He.

It was not until Qin He brought a small stool and sat down next to the Jinwuhao that the slightly drunk Jinwuhao noticed Qin He.

He was stunned for a moment. At the coalition dinner, the main seats and guests were also divided into different levels. The guests in the front naturally had higher status and had their own seats.

Jinwuhao was a little confused about Qin He's background and instinctively thought that it was arranged by the White Lotus Sect Leader.

"you are?"

Jinwuhaohu frowned and asked in confusion.

"To make a living." Qin He grinned.

Jinwuhao's tiger brows furrowed even deeper, and his expression looked a little unhappy, but he didn't lose his temper.

At the coalition banquet, no matter what the reason for the outburst, it was considered an insult to the White Lotus Sect Leader.

Afterwards, Qin He placed the barbecue grill in front of him, picked up a piece of centipede meat and put it in his mouth. The smacking sound he made was so loud that he seemed to be afraid that Jinwuhao couldn't hear it.

He was mumbling things like "Hmm, delicious~!", "Really delicious~", "Crunchy, tastes like chicken~", and was immersed in the enjoyment as if no one was around, attracting the attention of others.

Even the White Lotus Sect Leader turned his head to take another look at Qin He, wondering if this person, someone he hadn't seen before, could be someone from the Golden Crow? Otherwise, how could they sit at the same table together?

The White Lotus Sect Leader just took a look, raised his glass and drank a glass with Jinwuhao across the air. After Jinwuhao smiled and raised his glass in response, he raised his glass again and went to socialize with others.

Jinwuhao put down the empty cup and reached for the wine jug to fill it up, but suddenly his hand was empty.

But it was Qin He who took the wine jug first.

Without pouring the wine, just put the spout of the kettle into your mouth.

"Slurp~~Hoohoo~~"

Then came the sound of someone sipping wine vigorously.

"You~"

Jinwuhao clenched his fists violently.

But he took a deep breath, relaxed, and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the plate of cooked beef in front of him.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, the beef and the plate disappeared.

Turning around, I saw Qin He wolfing down the plate of beef.

The food was snatched away again!

Jinwuhao's scalp tingled. As the leader of his clan, no one had ever dared to challenge him in this way, regardless of his status or dignity. Let alone such a provocation, even a single glance from someone would have Jinwuhao lashing out and killing them.

If it weren't for the occasion, he wouldn't have been able to endure until now.

"Who are you?" Jinwuhao asked in a deep voice.

"To make a living~" Qin He said again, and cast a soundproofing spell.

Jinwuhao's chest was heaving with anger, and he kept muttering to himself, "Don't argue with a fool, don't argue with a fool? The world is changing drastically, and we can't let small things ruin big things." It took him more than ten breaths to suppress his anger.

The wine and beef were gone, so he picked up the knife and cut into the roast suckling pig in front of him.

It’s such a big one, this idiot can’t eat it all, right?

But... he was wrong again.

With a whoosh, the suckling pig disappeared.

Turning his head, the fool was holding the suckling pig and taking a bite of the pig's head, "Baji, baji, baji~~"

Jinwuhao swore that he loved to smack his lips while eating, so he was not sensitive to the sound of other people smacking their lips, but at this moment.

The sound of the man in front of him smacking his lips fell into his ears, but it made him feel furious.

What he hated most was the look in this man's eyes. He was staring at him intently, and there were almost five big words written on his face: Bite me.

"What do you mean?" Jinwuhao's teeth were grinding, and his face was completely angry.

"It's nothing." Qin He smiled, and then suddenly looked serious: "I just want to beat you to death, or be beaten to death by you."

"Finally, I've seen the true face of Mount Lu. You're brave!" Jinwuhao's eyes flashed, and he said, "Draw a pattern. How do you fight?"

"There is a small forest two miles away from the door. Let's have a one-on-one duel." Qin He said.

"That's the best, so as not to offend the leader. I'll wait for you for an incense stick. If you don't come, you're a coward~"

Jinwuhao was extremely angry. He stood up and walked outside. The two heavily armored corpses behind him followed him closely.

Qin He's mouth corners suddenly rose slightly.

There are three of them in one group, plus the two in front, making five.

One more and we'll be done tonight.

After thinking for a while, Qin He put down the suckling pig and walked over to the opposite side with a wine glass. Opposite him was a man in a black robe, with a ghostly aura around him. It was cold within ten steps around him.

It turned out to be a ghost cultivator.

"Who are you?" The ghost cultivator looked at Qin He with a little doubt.

"I am a subordinate of Jinwuhao, the leader of the golden corpses. My master said that he wants to challenge you to a duel outside. He said that he doesn't like you and wants to beat you up." Qin He said.

His words were well-targeted, because he had observed before that the two had never raised their glasses to each other, so it was obvious that their relationship was not good, and in all likelihood they did not get along.

When the ghost cultivator heard this, his cold eyes immediately widened and he gritted his teeth and said, "Old Ghost Jin has drunk two ounces of wine and has forgotten his last name. It's a one-on-one fight, right? Who's afraid of who? Where?"

"There's a small wood two miles out the door. He's waiting for you there." Qin He said.

After hearing this, Gui Xiu also left the table angrily.

This scene finally attracted a lot of attention. After all, they were the two main guests and played a very important role.

If one person goes out, he may be in a hurry to pee, but if two people go out, then there is trouble.

"Why did the Golden Corpse Leader and the Hundred Ghosts Venerable leave the table?" At this time, the White Lotus Saint Xu Hong walked over with a puzzled look on his face, looked at Qin He and asked.

Qin He grinned, "Oh, they're itching to do something, so they privately agreed to go out and have a fight."