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For your own good, for your own good......

This sentence was like a magic spell, making Qin Tianyi want to die immediately. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info but the strange potion in that bottle could make him almost immortal during the time he was tortured.

Carefully enjoy the thunder and lightning little by little eroding the cells, muscles. Little by little, the internal organs are cooked, and new polyps are grown, and the cycle repeats endlessly......

The light in the early morning was very good, and the translucent tulle sprinkled on Qin Hao's pale little face. He blurred open his heavy eyelids and looked at the familiar room, with the shadow of the tired sitting next to him.

Qin Hao, who had never gotten up angry, felt heavy in his heart. It never occurred to him to try to hate someone dearest to him.

How should I face her, like a friend, or should I act angry and question what happened in the evening?

However, Qin Hao couldn't have the slightest hatred in his heart. Because her face was also pale, and even her little face was still stained with tears, and she seemed to be sleeping at the foot of the bed, which was desolate.

In her light sleep, she seemed to have a nightmare, and she exhaled urgently, "Qin Hao!" and then trembled suddenly, her body suddenly sat upright, and when she realized that it was a dream scene, she sighed deeply, her little face drooped, and her brows were worried.

"Have you been sitting for a long time?" Qin Hao smiled lightly, barely supported himself, half leaned on the head of the bed, and asked in a slightly weak voice.

"You're finally awake!" she was suddenly delighted, her eyebrows and eyes opened, and she smiled brightly, bright and moving.

"You've been in a coma for three days, and you've had a fever and vomiting in the middle of the process, and you're almost going to freak us out! Oh, I almost forgot, you just woke up and can't eat, I'll go get some porridge in the kitchen......"

She had too many words, and Qin Hao didn't know which one to answer. But he asks a more important question, "Why?"

Even if the facts were in front of him, Qin Hao would not believe that Qin Shuang would kill his own mind. Or, he prefers to believe it's an overkill of a joke.

Originally, there were still a lot of questions he wanted to ask, but Qin Shuang choked on this sentence and couldn't say half a word. She wanted to explain to Qin Hao very clearly the truth about what happened that afternoon.

However, she glanced at the shadow outside the window, and then gave up this action, but smiled reluctantly, and said, "If I apologize, will you forgive?"

Not far from the window, there is a maple tree surrounded by several people, there is a tea table under the tree, there is a tea mat on the table, the teacup is held by the woman, she is wearing the tea mist, gently sipping it, lips and teeth are fragrant......

Not all mistakes are worthy of forgiveness, so Qin Hao didn't dare to make assertions, and still said in a calm voice, "Why do you want to apologize to me?"

"Because I lied to you. She still had a smile on her face, and she didn't show the slightest guilt, "But...... I don't seem to be doing anything wrong. ”

"Why?" Qin Hao didn't understand, so he continued to ask.

"If you don't, you're likely to die ......"

The word death is very heavy, but Qin Hao has heard it more than once. Consciously or unconsciously, he has already brushed shoulders with death countless times.

However, there is always a kind of power that allows oneself to just pass by death, and live dangerously and dangerously. And it was this force that fiddled with Qin Hao like a marionette.

Qin Hao didn't plan to ask any further, because he was careful and found that Qin Shuang's body was trembling, a pair of soft clutches clutching the corners of his skirt, and his bones were white.

Even though she was disguised very comprehensively, Qin Hao still saw that there was a problem. What was she afraid of?

At this time, Qin Hao noticed that her gaze was always looking out of the window, intentionally or unintentionally. If you look at it, you can see a woman sitting on the ground drinking tea not far from the window.

She seemed to have been paying attention to this place for a long time, so that the moment Qin Hao looked at it, the two of them met their eyes and couldn't take them off anymore.

Her eyes are beautiful and strange. The deep pitch black is glazed in color, like the most mysterious black gem, or the purest night sky cut out, so pure that it is a little chilling.

She should have smiled back, because Qin Hao was laughing, although she smiled very reluctantly.

Who is she? Sister Xiaolan?

No, she's not. Qin Hao is willing to believe that there are two people with the same face in this world, and he doesn't want to believe that the silent woman sitting under the tree is his own Sister Xiaolan.

Even though his body was weak and he couldn't have any strength, Qin Hao still struggled to hold on to the edge of the bed and slowly moved towards the door.

Qin Shuang didn't know what he wanted to do, and he didn't plan to ask, so he quietly helped him and walked in the direction of Qin Menglan outside the door.

When Qin Hao cautiously and fearfully approached the familiar figure, he was extremely apprehensive in his heart.

People have fear and awe of the unknown. Because I don't know anything, I can't deal with it.

In this way, after staring at the woman for a long time, Qin Hao, as usual, called softly, "Sister Xiaolan." ”

"Hao'er. As usual, Qin Menglan replied softly.

Only, she didn't laugh. In Qin Hao's impression, no matter how difficult and difficult the situation is, when facing herself, her sister can always return with a very warm smile.

The way she laughs may not be glamorous and moving, but it is heartwarming and gives people infinite strength.

Qin Hao couldn't accept the changes that had taken place in his sister in less than a month, and even he couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" she asked, with the corners of her mouth raised, in a tone that seemed to be a smile rather than a smile.

This feeling is very cold, this joke is very cold, Qin Hao felt shuddered. He wanted to end this topic as soon as possible, so he replied stiffly, "I'm Qin Hao." ”

"Then, I am Qin Menglan, your sister. At this moment, she finally smiled. It was Qin Hao's familiar, warm smile.

However, she continued, "If one day, you are no longer Qin Hao, you will naturally know who I am." ”

Qin Hao was stunned and thought carefully about her words. If you are not Qin Hao...... If it's not Qin Hao, who will it be?

She is not Qin Menglan, who is she?

"Can you remember a little?" Qin Menglan asked calmly.

Staring at those deep and somewhat cold eyes, Qin Hao shook his head in confusion, unable to figure out any clues.

"Then, I will help you remember that in addition to the memory, there was a past of blood and tears......"

She smiled weirdly, like a blood moon in the dark starry sky at night. The smile made Qin Hao unfamiliar, so that he was stunned, not knowing what to say.

Of course, he didn't have to say anything. Because, Qin Menglan's body was as light as a fallen leaf, floating into her arms, a pair of lips, and kissed it gently.

In the sluggishness, Qin Hao could only let her do it, and he couldn't give birth to any resistance in his heart.

This is not a beautiful kiss, gently sliding, Qin Hao tasted the taste of blood in his mouth, and the fishy sweet taste spread in his mouth, slowly slid into his throat, and swallowed.

There are two places for essence and blood, one is the center of the eyebrows, and the other is the tip of the tongue.

The moment Qin Hao swallowed the blood, his brain shook, and his soul seemed to be torn out violently, falling into the whirlpool of reincarnation, tearing into countless fragments, and falling into the endless shattered space.

The endless dark space suddenly opened up. It was a rainy night, the raindrops poured down like a scoop, smashed out a 10,000-point mud puddle, the silver snake danced wildly, knocked down a century-old tree, and was swept up by the wind, flying into the black clouds on the horizon.

On the horizon, where the sting surges, there is a back with eight wings, pure black, as if to blend into the endless night. Although it was far away, Qin Hao could see the two horns growing from the top of her head, as well as the scarlet pupils.

Beneath her were ruined palaces, broken bricks and tiles, mountains of corpses piled up, blood flowing into streams, and a bright red field washed down by the rain.

The figure dancing in the air, graceful and graceful, even if it does not belong to humans, is enchanting and beautiful, like the legendary Medusa snake woman, who can fall for every male.

"Monster, what is the purpose of you hiding the human race for two years!" the old man held the iron chain and shouted sharply at the shadow in the air.

However, the shadow did not answer after all, and still hovered in the air, watching, as if waiting for something to come.

A group of monks rose to the sky, holding strange magic weapons to kill the figure. Among them, there are Blood Moving Realm monks, and even Inscription Realm. It's a pity that before he got close, he was cut off by the strange long sword in the woman's hand, turned into blood and mud, and was washed away by the rain.

That sword, Qin Hao knew, was the Xue Lan Sword in his hand.

For some reason, he always felt that the shadow in the air was extremely familiar. Like somewhere you've seen it, or ...... It's a sense of familiarity in the blood.

However, the person who the shadow wanted to wait for did not come. And what awaited her was five thick black iron chains.

The chains pierced her hands and feet, leaving a hole in her eyebrows, and the crimson blood diffused a strange fragrance, mixed with the rain, and floated to the earth.

On the ground, there were countless strong people who blessed the chains, and what was connected to the chains was a huge bronze coffin, which was straightened by the chains blessed with the magic seal, and imprisoned the energy of the figures in the air with runes.

She was unwilling, and the eight pairs of wings were desperately inciting, wanting to fly higher, and fighting against the chain energy.

And at this moment, a brilliant golden seal appeared in the sky, like a mountain, with the sound of a dragon and a tiger, and smashed down on the woman's head.

In an instant, the woman's figure exploded, and she was pulled into the coffin by chains, and the lid was slammed shut......

The moment the coffin was closed, the lost soul returned to Qin Hao's body again. He opened his eyes blankly, surveying the familiar surroundings around him.

"Is this all a dream...... he touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and thought to himself, "If it's a dream, then it's too real, as if he had personally experienced that tragic battle." ”

No, it was not a dream! I had seen the bronze coffin myself, and if so, what flowed out of the coffin should be the blood of the woman. What's more, the Xue Lan Sword is hidden in his body and will not be faked.

Vaguely, Qin Hao felt that this matter must be closely related to himself. The people behind who are ready to make a move and want to attack themselves are probably the same group of people who stayed after learning about the secret of the year......

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