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Qin Menglan's heart was warm, and she couldn't help but rub Qin Hao's serious little face. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Being liked and cared for is a happy thing to be proud of. Qin Menglan felt very relieved, because Qin Hao was still there, and he gave himself a reason to worry and not leave this world.

For this reason, she had to do her best to keep Qin Hao alive. As long as Qin Hao can live happily, she is even willing to sacrifice everything that can please him.

In order to achieve this goal, Qin Menglan couldn't help but say hurtful words.

"I'm sure you'll be able to make it, but how long will it take?" she said. A hundred, or a thousand? When you stand on the top of the mountain, you will see a red face and dry bones, a desolate eye, and the people you love and hate, all turned to dust. With you will be eternal loneliness and ugly truths. ”

Qin Hao's eyes were still hot and pure, with a resolute look on his face, and he said solemnly: "No matter whether you look for it or are willing to fall, the truth will never change." So, whether it's a hundred years or a thousand years, I will see clearly what is buried in the dust of time, ugly or beautiful. Decay or desolation, I won't let Sister Xiaolan face it alone! ”

The horror of the unknown, unspeakable. Therefore, Qin Hao held a melancholy mentality and bravely moved forward! Although moving forward may not necessarily lead to a way out, at least it can bring hope.

Children who are accustomed to suffering do not expect miracles. However, Qin Hao still had the luxury of looking forward to the glimmer of mercy of the goddess of victory......

When she saw Qin Hao's scorching divine light, Qin Menglan understood that no matter how much she persuaded or begged, it was already ineffective.

"You're a good boy." She sighed helplessly, stood up, looked at the endless cold moonlight, and muttered, "But...... Why are you always disobedient? ”

It seems that Sister Xiaolan put this sentence on her lips. Indeed, he was not an obedient child, and he set out to find Lingyuan three years ago until he defeated Qin Tianyi, smashed the courtyard gate, and took down the plaque......

These are not the things that a good child should do. According to Sister Xiaolan's meaning, she should be taken care of and cared for by her for a lifetime under that small roof.

However, there was an inexplicable evil fire in Qin Hao's heart! Accept it, accept it, accept it!

He clenched his fists and smashed everything that stood in his way. The only one who can't move is Sister Xiaolan, who loves him.

Therefore, Qin Hao desperately wanted to prove his strength. Pity...... When he thought that he could finally protect Sister Xiaolan, he found that she had stood at a height that was beyond his reach.

"I'm going to make myself stronger!"

Qin Hao clenched his fists and said as if in his heart: "Even if I lose a lot of things halfway, even if I die on the road, I will never back down!" ”

"I believe in you!"

Qin Menglan smiled lightly, scurried up to the windowsill as dexterously as a cat, looked back and said softly, "I hope that when the time comes, you won't regret what you lost......

When the last word fell, her body twisted strangely in the air, turning into a chaotic and irregular light, and disappeared into the endless darkness of the night.

A bright moon shines in the sky, illuminating the house. Qin Hao looked around blankly, unable to tell whether everything that happened just now was a dream when he missed it deeply, or if his sister had really been here.

The windows were closed, and there were no signs of messiness sitting next to the bed.

"Is it a dream?" Qin Hao covered his palm over his cheek, which had his sister's body temperature, and muttered......

This year, the flood season in the Luo River was very unstable, and the sudden high tide washed away the fishermen's cages and overturned many large boats. However, that doesn't stop some.

In the southwest barbarian land, the bandits called the king, worshiped the thieves as their ancestors, forcibly occupied 3,000 acres of fiefdom, and proclaimed themselves the king of Yinan, which was the fief of the king of Qin, and even the henchmen of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Now, the king of Yinan led two hundred guards, sat on a wooden raft and went downstream, and the thousand-mile path only took two days to appear in the bustling Luoyang City.

The king of Yinan is a barbarian man, and he is a strong man. Its 200 guards are all in the Blood Realm, and it is said that they can combine the Ancient Attack Array, and burst out with a power comparable to the peak of the Infant Realm.

Two hundred and one people alone were enough to make the people in King Qin's mansion uneasy. The king of Qin had ordered countless times to invite the king of barbarian cadres to talk to the palace, but he did not hear back for a long time.

It is said that the king of the barbarians came to observe the Zhenwu ceremony. As for how much of the words are true and how much is false, it is not known......

The most prosperous area of Luohe was chartered by the Yinan people to use it for eating, drinking, and resting.

Followed by Zhennan Wang Yuewu Mountain. This person is the confidant of the King of Qin, who is like a brother and sister, and has the strength to transform into a mid-infant realm, guarding the three passes in the south of the land to prevent the barbarians from continuing to invade.

The Northwest Saint's Peak is a sacred place for cultivating immortals beyond the object, and the disciples are all female cultivators, inheriting the cold frost exercises, isolated from the world on the thousand-year-old iceberg, and rarely participating in foreign affairs.

Because the mountain gate occupied the northwest border of King Qin, the mountain lord of the Holy Maiden Peak sent his disciples to watch the ceremony, which was regarded as giving King Qin some face.

For a time, Luoyang City ushered in an unprecedented prosperity. People have come to line up to see the fairy riding the crane, the mountain bandit with the tiger in the crotch, and the legendary victorious general Yue Wushan.

In the lively streets and alleys, the small vendors are busy, the street shops are full of money, and the jugglers are full of money.

The only thing that was out of place with the lively scene was the pharmacy run by Qin Hao, whose doors were depressed and the counter was full of dust.

After a few months of precipitation, Qin Shuang successfully broke through the threshold of the eighth layer of the Wheel Sea, and is in retreat to consolidate the realm and prepare for the upcoming True Martial Arts Ceremony.

Qin Hao, who had just broken through the ninth layer of the Wheel Sea, was not in a hurry to improve his realm for the time being. In recent days, he has been studying the part of the Huang Ting Sutra about the meridians day by day.

Nowadays, the structure of blood vessels in various parts of the body has been thoroughly studied, and the problem of the absence of meridians has finally been solved.

The more he studied, the more Qin Hao felt that the human body structure was wonderful. Many of these secrets cannot be answered even by the power of cultivation, but Huang Tingjing introduced them in detail.

Qin Tianyi's letter had already laid everything out, and they only needed to do what the letter said. So no matter how turbulent the outside world is, Qin Hao and the two are still living peacefully......

In the Fengluan Palace, there is a beautiful woman standing against the window, staring at the open and beautiful Lamei, the phoenix eyes narrowed a dangerous arc, and the jade face said with authority: "This year's slaughtering winter gas seems to have come a little early."

In the garden, there was an old woman dressed as a servant. This person was dressed in brocade armor, with a small green cloth hat on his head, and a large braid with a shiny oil that drooped from the back of his neck to the ground.

While holding a broom and sweeping the fallen leaves all over the ground, the old woman replied in a gentle manner: "Hurt also, too many things should be killed." The domineering momentum has passed, and what else can support them? ”

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