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"It's just a little girl, and she can stir up the crowd?" Qin Hao raised his head, his eyes were reduced by a few points, and only something similar to anger remained, "What's more, she doesn't know anything yet!" ”

Hearing Qin Hao's sharp questioning, the old man was not angry, but with a hint of sarcasm on his face, he said with pity, "Don't know anything? Hehe, do you really think that everyone is as blind as you? No wonder, I have been used as a gunman, but I don't know it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I don't think so."

After asking about the matter, Qin Hao swept away his dejected posture, his fierce face was revealed, and he glanced at everyone with a fighting spirit, "If you want to kill others, you must have the consciousness of being killed!" ”

"Still want to resist?" The old man raised the simple knife in his hand, majestic and awe-inspiring, inadvertently filled with the killing intent between life and death.

The old man is a veteran officer who has retired from the army, and in terms of fighting ability, he may be on the same level as Qin Hao, Qin Tianyi and others.

The black-pressed army in front of them followed one after another, and behind them was the fiery grassland. Wanting to escape, Qin Hao could no longer resist the attack and at the same time, he was faster than the pursuing monks.

No matter how you look at it, it's a dead end. However, no one wants to sit and wait to die when they know they are going to die. It's like having your throat cut and still having to jump around a few times.

Qin Hao is not ready to realize that he is about to die, so he has to fight.

The reason for the struggle was not to seek a glimmer of life in despair, or that he already had a plan in his heart about how to escape, but that he was simple, pitiful, and didn't want to die.

If you force the battle of the trapped beasts, you can't talk about it. After all, Qin Hao couldn't be angry with the person in front of him. What really deserves his anger is Concubine Li, who hides behind the scenes and directs everything.

The two have never even met, why should they be so difficult for themselves. Qin Hao couldn't figure it out, but he didn't want to think about it either. It's too much, it's too much!

He wanted to be angry, so he ran the Emperor Destroying Attack meridian, rushing into the enemy camp like a meat grinder, rushing back and forth, and the blood mandala flower bloomed along the road, and the fishy sweet smell spread among the crowd.

The Warcraft Mountain Range is goodbye, and I haven't tasted the taste of blood for a long time. The Shura Prajna Gong worked quietly, and the blood and qi converged into silk wisps, quietly burrowing into the blood pores of the body, turning into spiritual power and converging into the heart.

In this impossible battle, Qin Hao's strength was as weak as fireflies, trembling, bright and extinguishing, as if it was about to disappear into the long dark night, but he tried to support it tenaciously.

There was no hope in sight, however, Qin Hao was still fighting tirelessly with his strong survival instinct......

Suddenly, at the end of the hill that came to the Demon Beast Mountain Range, a team of nearly 100 people suddenly rushed out and merged into Qin Hao's battle circle head-on.

Seeing that someone was outflanking behind him, Qin Hao's heart suddenly turned cold. In this way, not to mention the enemy on the back of the abdomen, it also blocked his way to escape.

Just as he came back to his senses and was about to attack, he saw those men surrounding him in the center, fighting fiercely with his pursuers.

"Qin Hao, let's go!" In the battle circle, one person roared.

"Let's go! I'll stop it for you. ”

Seeing this scene, Qin Hao was stunned. These people who helped themselves added up to only a hundred. Although they were all monks, they still seemed to be weak.

These people died quickly, because they held back nearly five times their own strength.

These men died a terrible death, because their bodies were cut to pieces by the enemy.

Qin Hao wanted to cry a little, crying for such a stranger. Everyone's life is equal, so why should they?

What's more, Qin Hao has no way to remember the names of these people, let alone report them.

The only thing left to do now was to run desperately, towards the demonic beast forest that was engulfed in darkness, regardless of the fire and blood that was spreading wildly behind him......

It is marked on the map, and if you walk three miles further, you will be able to escape from the ascension to heaven. Because it is clearly marked, that kind of place, only you can pass through.

Why is it that only you can pass it? Qin Hao thought about a question carefully, but he couldn't come up with a reason. Whatever, at least the owner of the map has gone to great lengths to protect himself from escaping here, and nothing should go wrong.

Three miles of land is just a blink of an eye for Qin Hao. But with countless thorny vines blocking him, his pace slowed down. When he saw the only exit on the map that allowed him to pass, he was stunned.

There is a boundary monument in front of it, and the inscription clearly reads - Broken Soul Cliff

often sighs: The cliff is ten thousand feet high, and those who see it break their souls.

Qin Hao sat on the side of the cliff, on an old crooked-necked jujube tree. There are 10,000 clouds under the trees, and there are 10,000 abysses under the clouds.

Qin Hao sat on the tree, and Qin Hao's eyes looked at the dark woods in front of him. There was the sound of horses' hooves in the forest, and there was a faint yellow dust escaping.

Gradually, countless figures burst out of the forest, led by the old man, who took the lead, staring coldly at Qin Hao's figure sitting on the crooked neck tree.

"Come with us, you may have a way to live."

Perhaps because he was afraid that after Qin Hao jumped off the cliff, he would not be able to pick up the bones, but the old man's attitude towards speaking could be regarded as relaxed. However, when he saw the banter in Qin Hao's eyes, his face turned cold again.

"At the very least, we'll leave you a whole corpse."

The wind is good today and the moon is good. Therefore, Qin Hao squinted his eyes and looked very enjoyed. He wasn't mocking anyone, he was just enjoying the moon, the wind.

Under the shadow of death, Qin Hao tried his best to make himself look calm. In other words, after getting used to this darkness and depression, and numbing the heart, there will be no rejection of death.

However, the word death is too heavy. So much so that Qin Hao's body trembled slightly, and his eyelashes were covered with a layer of mist.

He never considered himself a strong man, because he was only fourteen years old, the same age as a bud and a young leaf, and he needed to grow up with careful care.

However, he couldn't help but be strong. A weak heart must be protected by a strong shell, so he chose a path of destruction or rebirth.

The map says yes, this is a living door that only you can pass through. is the only way to avoid being captured by Concubine Li.

If you really want to die, take it easy......

After adjusting his mentality and glancing at the layers of clouds under his feet, Qin Hao sighed lightly, looked at the old man with calm eyes, and said, "I'm sorry, your wish may be in vain." ”

The old man looked at each other, snorted coldly, and said, "In short, you are going to die." ”

Looking at the bottomless valley again, a shallow smile hung on the corner of Qin Hao's mouth, his silent eyes suddenly burned, and his whole person was full of vitality.

In the next second, Xue Lan's sword swung and cut off the crooked-necked jujube tree. Qin Hao fell into the endless abyss along with the trunk of the tree......

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