Chapter 16: I'm Just Not Afraid of Death
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With a calm speech, the purple scale python was speechless for a long time. In the triangular vertical pupils that it stared at Qin Hao www.biquge.info in addition to anger, there was also some surprise and confusion.
After a long time, it came to its senses and said indignantly, "What bullshit! If I don't die today, I will chew you into a pulp, and swallow not a single hair left."
"I'm ready to die. Qin Hao's words were still unfazed, but his sallow little face was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. "But I'll do everything in my power to let you die in front of me. ”
His handsome eyes shone with a resolute and bright light, like the morning star in the eastern sky, exuding vitality.
Looking at those deep eyes, the purple-scaled python's vertical pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needletip, and the violent vigilance was even stronger.
"You're a madman. It transmitted to Qin Hao in a cold voice, "Don't worry, I will torture you slowly until the moment before death." ”
"I'm not crazy, I'm just not afraid of death. Qin Hao replied calmly.
Just as he finished speaking, the purple scale python's eyes suddenly had a cold light, as if he had made up his mind, he raised his head and roared, his huge body rolled and squirmed, crawling forward at an extremely fast speed.
Seeing this, Qin Hao's brows couldn't help frowning. It stands to reason that the more the purple scale python moves, the more it can accelerate the blood flow in the body, and its behavior is undoubtedly tantamount to suicide, but why does it do it?
After climbing like this for about a quarter of an hour, Qin Hao finally understood why the purple scale python did this. Because not far ahead, there is a blue lake, and the lake is so dark that you can't see the bottom.
For the purple scale python, the water of the lake is no different from the air, and it can even be more flexible in the water. But for Qin Hao, these icy liquids were chronic poisons that could suffocate him to death.
Sure enough, the purple-scaled python jumped into the air, like a sharp sword piercing into the deep lake, only splashing a little.
After the crisp sound of water splashing sounded in his ears, Qin Hao could clearly sense that the pressure on his body was intensifying, and there was a tingling sensation in his ears.
The light above his head was getting farther and farther away, surrounded by strange aquarium fish, and he could no longer hear the slightest movement except for the slightest bubble in his mouth.
Time passed little by little, and the air supporting Qin Hao became less and less. When the head is dizzy, the blood drawn by the Shura Prajna Gong is getting less and less.
In this tug-of-war between extraction and restoration, the purple scale python gradually gained the upper hand. So, it proudly said like Qin Hao, "Look, you still have to die after all." ”
"yes, I'm probably going to die. Qin Hao glanced at it calmly and replied silently with his eyes.
However, he was not very sad, and the two were fighting, and one of them was going to die.
It's just unwilling, but unwilling.
If the purple scale python corpse is lost, the first place in the hunting conference will naturally fail, and my sister will also fall into the hands of Qin Tianyi. The progress of things, just as Sister Xiaolan said, has not changed in the slightest since she ended up with a down-and-out young master.
Too unwilling to accept. But what can it be? Qin Hao desperately hoped that if he could let himself live one more day, maybe he could drain the blood of the purple scale python and welcome the final victory, or leave an hour to give him a chance to think and turn the tables.
But...... It's too late. He was about to die, and before he was resurrected, the Purple Scale Python had recovered to its original state, and there was no comparison between the two.
"Is it going to end......" Qin Hao's eyes were confused, and he looked blankly at the broken silver floating on the distant water. Was it the sun or the moon? Time was too vague for him to remember.
Except for the exercises running in his subconscious, Qin Hao's body was as stiff as wood, and there was no vitality and agility left. In the dark underwater space, there is only endless dead silence......
I don't know how long it has been, and Qin Hao, who was in a daze, was suddenly awakened. Because the broken silver on the top of the head was shattered into a little starlight by a black click, and then the black dot became bigger and bigger, and it became a human figure.
Looking at the figure, Qin Hao suddenly felt extremely familiar, and the consciousness that was already about to diffuse was condensed again.
He could clearly see that Qin Shuang was dancing like a fish, as well as his pale and pretty face.
Qin Hao's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to spit out a few bubbles. Because he wants to say, "What are you going to do?" or, "What do you want to do?"
But he couldn't speak, not because he was choking, but because her lips were clumsy enough to fit her own.
Before this, Qin Hao seemed to see her flushed cheeks, as well as the blurred and shy color in her beautiful eyes. And now, because that pretty face is so close, it is impossible to see clearly.
Through an intimate and somewhat embarrassing posture, Qin Shuang kissed all the air in his abdomen into Qin Hao's chest and abdomen, making his mind clear, and his staring eyes became clear again.
couldn't help but take a deep breath, Qin Hao narrowed his eyes slightly. It's not because of a longing in my heart, but because of a long-term lack of oxygen, I am greedily enjoying the moisture of oxygen, as if I have been reborn.
With a breath of breath in his chest, Qin Hao can support him underwater for an extra hour. An hour is not long, but it can greatly weaken the strength of the purple scale python.
After a few breaths of panic, Qin Hao's little face, which was flushed with shyness, returned to normal again. His eyes stared at Qin Shuang's smooth and pretty face reverently and calmly, and he used his mouth to make a serious gesture, "Thank you." ”
The grace of saving one's life is a great grace, and the grace of sacrificing one's life is a great grace. Qin Hao deeply engraved her figure in his heart, if he can get out of trouble today, he will definitely be ungrateful and ungrateful.
Giving the gas to Qin Hao, Qin Shuang's thin body was facing the terrifying water pressure, and he was a little shaky. Her face turned pale, and she quickly compared the next line of words in the void, and then her body danced, and she swam rapidly towards the water.
Although the lines of words that were quickly swiped by his fingertips, Qin Hao could see it clearly. What she wrote was, "You have to live, and I will come again." ”
Because of this sentence, Qin Hao regained confidence from despair. With air support, he had enough time to consume the purple scale python little by little.
And after a long time of absorption, the purple scale python has fallen into a coma. Although the consciousness fell into a deep sleep, the body continued to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth, which was used to repair the body and regenerate blood.
And the vast majority of the regenerated blood was swallowed by Qin Hao and turned into surging blood and spiritual power. The spiritual power washes through the body, forcibly expands the meridians, tears the old and damaged muscles, and reorganizes them to make them stronger.
After the transformation of the body is completed, the remaining spiritual power surging into the Wheel Sea, converging into the spirit pool that is a few inches square and exuding a dense brilliance, opening up the Wheel Sea again, ready to advance to the next realm.
With the help of the power of blood, Qin Hao became stronger and stronger. The breath of the purple scale python became weaker and weaker, as if it could die at any time.
Under the cold and dark water, a man and a beast lie quietly dormant. If it weren't for the faint spiritual power fluctuations radiating from time to time, it would probably be considered two dead things intertwined......
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