Chapter 44: The Man in the Painting

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The tense atmosphere in the battle made Qin Hao's heart beat faster and his blood flow faster. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As a result, the blood drove the flow of spiritual power, and Qin Hao only felt that every cell was breathing and jumping, and his body had reached an unprecedented perfect state.

At this moment, he even inexplicably developed a kind of self-confidence - even if Qin Tianyi was in person, he would not be his opponent.

Extremely inflated self-confidence is extremely dangerous. Even if his blood was boiling, Qin Hao deeply understood this, so he tried his best to control his mind and keep himself calm.

The one-sided battle lasted for an hour, and Qin Hao finally put the dagger back into its sheath, and calmly said to everyone, "You guys are really bad." "Span away.

Nearly 100 ordinary heirs have lost their armor, or are lying on the cold stone platform silently recovering their vitality, or they are looking for their lost spiritual objects and weapons in the martial arts field. The scene was chaotic, like a parade of beggars.

With one enemy against a hundred, it is enough to make ordinary people proud of their achievements for a long time, but for Qin Hao, it is just a boring fight.

Those Chuzi, the average strength is about four or five in Lunhai, and they are not their opponents at all. If the Xue Lan Sword is dispatched, the clearing speed will be twice as fast as it is now.

In comparison, Qin Tianyi had a much more headache. More than 100 people, each with at least fifty taels of silver, can he afford it?

Thinking of this, the corners of Qin Hao's mouth hooked up with a smile. What's the matter, even if Qin Tianyi wants to smash the pot and sell iron, what does it have to do with himself......

On the way back, the sun was exceptionally good, and it hung in the sky unhurriedly, but it was red but not hot.

"Is it late autumn?" Qin Hao took a deep breath of cold air, rubbed his stiff fingers, and said in his heart, he should add some winter clothes.

When I come out with my sister one day, I will take a good walk around the 800-mile Luo River embankment outside the Qin Wangfu, eat a few special big meat buns, buy some useful and useless things, and then hold a bowl of hot tea to see the Luo River water dyed red by frost leaves......

Thinking of such a picture, Qin Hao tightened his palms slightly, and a drunken smile couldn't help but appear on his immature face. In addition to practicing, you should also relax once in a while.

In case of...... If he really can't beat Qin Tianyi, wouldn't he have to live in vain for the rest of his life.

If he didn't die once, Qin Hao would never experience that kind of despair, and before his consciousness was on the verge of collapse, he desperately searched for good memories in his memory, hoping that time would stay in that moment......

Walking from the martial arts arena to Huayuanju, but the time for a cup of tea, today is an extraordinarily long walk.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Hao wondered, if there was such a straight road, would he still be diverted by himself? But it was strange to say that he hadn't seen a single pedestrian after walking for such a long time.

Looking up at the clouds in the sky, the clouds are still. There was no wind, the grass on the side of the road was still, and the small bridge next to it was gurgling and making a gurgling sound, but there was no splash flowing.

Qin Hao had the illusion that he was in the middle of the painting, everything was a dead thing standing still under the brush and ink, and he was an ant in a cage, walking aimlessly, but he didn't know that he was spinning in place.

At this time, the first pedestrian finally appeared on this strange road. It was a middle-aged man, dressed in the private clothes of the Nine Pythons, with a crown like jade, a majestic spirit, and a mighty posture between the steps of the dragon and the tiger.

The two walked towards each other, looked at each other, and their hearts were naturally revealed, and the other party was the person they were about to meet. But neither of them stopped, and just walked straight forward.

When the two of them got together for less than three feet, Qin Hao finally respectfully bowed, straightened his sleeves to his chest, and said respectfully, "See Father." ”

The person who came was the owner of the Qin Palace, Qin Hongru. The majesty between his eyebrows and eyes faded slightly, and he softened his tone slightly, and said earnestly, "Hao'er, do you know why I brought you here?"

Slightly stunned, Qin Hao replied without being humble or arrogant, "You want me to keep to myself and not fight with Qin Tianyi anymore." ”

"You're a smart kid, you don't need me to say anything. Qin Hongru smiled and said with relief, "Don't worry, as long as you don't compete with Qin Tianyi for inheritance, this king can promise you anything else." Money, real estate, or natural treasures, martial arts and fighting skills, but all the ...... that the palace has. ”

"I used to be short of money, but now I have enough money. Qin Hao smiled politely and said with a slight apology in his tone, "Although he is not interested in power, Qin Tianyi is my enemy, but whatever he wants, I must do my best to stop it." ”

"Don't even listen to me?" King Qin raised his eyebrows slightly and asked calmly.

"I'm sorry. Qin Hao said in a humble and awe-inspiring tone.

"No negotiation?"

When he said this, King Qin's tone was indifferent, and his brows locked into Sichuan characters seemed to symbolize his irritability and anger.

"I'm sorry ......"

After Qin Hao finished saying the last three words, he hugged his fist with Qin Hongru again, and the two passed by.

……

In the study room on the side of the Qin Palace, Qin Hongru sat at the desk, with a splash of pen and ink, small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and long streets, autumn leaves flying, and a picture of autumn scenery jumped on the paper.

There is a young man in coarse linen clothes, with a restrained and unhurried demeanor, walking upright in the middle of the road, as if he was moving forward.

"Are you really not afraid of death......" Qin Hongru stared at the young man on the paper and muttered.

In an instant, the wind and clouds moved, and in the sound of flowing water, a wet mist was splashed, burrowing into the air, and people were damp. Qin Hao raised his head, but found that he had arrived at the main gate of Huayuan Residence.

Was it just a dream......

Stepping on the path covered with maple leaves, the rustling sound made Qin Hao's heart ethereal. He seems to have fallen in love with the Flower Garden. A dwelling that is mostly occupied by vegetation is the most calming place.

Sitting in a forest with maple trees, accompanied by the sound of falling leaves, reading a book, cultivating, or chatting with my sister for a while is the most worthy of happiness.

However, happy times always pass exceptionally fast. Huang Tingjing has just finished reading the fourth page, and the study of meridians is still in the right arm stage, leaving complex acupoints and special effects of meridians, which cannot be completely replaced by blood vessels.

However, it was already the fourth day. Wait until early tomorrow morning, Qin Hao will knock on Qin Tianyi's mansion gate and let him step down from the first position of the prince!

The Xue Lan Sword has not really faced the enemy yet, and Qin Hao is looking forward to the blade of the sword that is as thin as a cicada's wings, dancing out of ten thousand pieces of silver, and the feeling of being light and light......

This afternoon, Qin Hao took a good bath, ordered the maid to help him comb his hair and dress up, changed into clean and tidy clothes, looked carefully at the bronze mirror, and straightened the corners of his clothes, and then went out satisfied.

I agreed with her that it was ten o'clock in the afternoon, and the garden was in the garden behind the west side of the house, and it should be about the same time.

Qin Hao took a deep breath, slowly exhaled it, and calmed his mind, then walked towards the garden with a slightly apprehensive mood and a happy smile that couldn't help it.

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