Niu Nose smiled evilly, and replied without thinking: "You don't have the surname Long, naturally your surname is Han Han Han Qing is you, Han Qinglong is naturally you, right, hehe"

"You, you, you, you"

As soon as Niu Nose's words came out, Long Hanqing was even more stunned, paused, and exclaimed in a ghost-like tone: "You already knew, right?"

"Of course"

Niu Bi looked smug and said, "Not only did I know your identity for a long time, but I also knew that your grandson was pregnant with Shennong Ding, the head of the Ten Ancient Artifacts, after all, your Han family has been the guardian of Shennong Ding for generations."

"If I don't know this, how can you steal the Dinghai God Needle lightly?"

Listening to Niu Bi's words, Long Hanqing was even more shocked, and paused, he asked in an unconfident tone: "Niu Bi, you deliberately asked me to steal the Dinghai God Needle."

"That's right"

At this time, Long Hanqing was about to be the soul of his sword, and the bull's nose was not ready to hide it, he smiled proudly, and then said in a confident tone: "You also know that Shennong Ding is the first of the ten ancient artifacts, and only those who have Shennong Ding can have a way to find other ancient artifacts." The apex novel, only half of the Dinghai Divine Needle is now left, and the other is buried under the bottomless ancient Kunlun Mountain, if there is no Shennong Ding of your good grandson to guide the way, who in the whole world can find that half of the ancient magic weapon"

"Hahaha"

Hearing Niu Bi's words, Long Hanqing, who was already dying, suddenly couldn't help laughing, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"What are you laughing at?"

Seeing that Long Hanqing, who was trampled under his feet, laughed so exaggeratedly, Niu Nose couldn't help frowning slightly, and said sharply: "Is what I said funny?"

"yes, it's funny, it's so funny"

Long Hanqing held on to the last shred of reason, and he said triumphantly: "Bull nose, don't think too highly of yourself, and don't think that people all over the world should be your pawns, you must believe that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves will die on the beach sooner or later."

"Is the Hou Lang you talking about your good grandson haha"

Listening to Long Hanqing's words, Niu Bi couldn't help laughing, paused, and said in an extremely arrogant tone: "Senior brother, I also advise you, don't be too confident, the melons sold by the self-boasting Wang Po may not be the best A young man in his twenties can be so powerful even if he is powerful."

"I wish you would always be so confident"

Long Hanqing smiled coldly and said, "However, as far as I know, things must be opposed, and the more confident people are, the more inferior they tend to be, you may be such a person."

"Huh"

Hearing Long Hanqing's words, a cold glint suddenly flashed in the eyes of the bull's nose, and after a pause, the ancient peachwood sword against Long Hanqing's neck suddenly emitted an incomparable pale yellow halo, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and it instantly scraped seven or eight horizontal and vertical openings on Long Hanqing's neck, and the wound was as thin as a cicada's wings, and it was just enough to make Long Hanqing's neck bleed.

In the next second, Niu Bi said to Long Hanqing in a cold tone: "Okay, I'll send you on the road, without you to lead the way, your good grandson will become blind, no matter how powerful a blind man is, what can he do?"

"Huh"

As soon as Niu Bi's words fell, the peachwood sword in his hand had already wiped over Long Hanqing's neck viciously, and blood splattered everywhere, directly splashing Niu Bi's body.

Then, Niu Bi hurriedly took out a small jade bottle from his pocket, he carefully opened the cork, and then pinched his nostrils to sprinkle some of the white powder in the small jade bottle directly on Long Hanqing's corpse.

This bottle of white powder has an extremely terrifying name, Corpse Powder

Corpse powder is a kind of incomparably terrifying corrosive poison from ancient China, its corrosiveness is countless times higher than the highest concentration of sulfuric acid, as long as a little bit falls on the body of a person or animal, it can immediately make the other party's flesh and bones rot, and finally turn into a puddle of pus and blood, extremely ferocious

Niu Bi sprinkled a little corpse powder on Long Hanqing's face, and in an instant, Long Hanqing's originally delicate and smooth skin immediately began to turn black and shriveled and collapsed, and in the billowing white smoke, the disgusting smell of rotting flesh overflowed.

Soon, Long Hanqing's corpse completely turned into a pool of incomparably foul blood, but the red cap, black windbreaker, and old flip-flops were completely preserved.

"Hmm"

At this time, Niu Bi suddenly sensed that there was a powerful True Qi fluctuation nearby that was approaching him.

The moment he felt the fluctuation of his true qi, Niu Bi didn't hesitate for a moment, and his figure turned into a streamer of light and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the pus and blood melted by Long Hanqing's corpse also quickly dissipated like steam, in addition to the faint smell of rotting flesh in the air, Long Hanqing's clothes, pants, hats, masks, and shoes left in the grave were all intact, as if Long Hanqing had deliberately taken off here.

So, when Hanxin saw the pile of clothes and pants on the ground, he thought the same.

Of course, he also sensed the fluctuation of the true qi of the bull nose, but because the true qi cultivation of the bull nose was on par with Long Hanqing, he mistakenly thought that the bull nose was Long Hanqing, and he felt that Long Hanqing deliberately took off his windbreaker here to attract his attention.

Chilling mistakenly thought that the bull's nose that was fleeing quickly at the moment was Long Hanqing, sensing that the bull's nose was full of true qi, he also thought that Long Hanqing's true qi had recovered, so he couldn't help but say to himself proudly: "The old man's true qi is still very fast."

"Hmm"

However, soon, Hanxin realized that something was wrong, and inadvertently, he vaguely smelled some slightly pungent stench in the air.

Curious, so Hanxin deliberately sniffed hard, but the strange smell was too light, and it came and went, and the cold heart was always nowhere to be found, and in the end, he simply lay on the ground and sniffed Long Hanqing's clothes and pants.

"This is this"

Smelling a more real pungent stench from Long Hanqing's clothes and pants, his cold expression first froze, and then screamed in a ghost-like tone: "Corpse powder, this is the smell of corpse powder"

In the next second, Hanxin's face instantly turned black, terrifying as a demon, and without a moment's hesitation, he immediately rushed in the direction of the bull's nose to escape. It's just that after a delay of a few minutes, Niu Nose has escaped without a trace, and Han Xin can no longer sense the other party's true qi fluctuations at all.

Therefore, like a fly without a head, the cold heart ran around in the dark night, until the next day the sky was slightly bright, and he could not find the cow's nose after all.

When he returned to the princess's tomb again, he saw Long Hanqing's clothes and pants left on the ground, his cold nose was sore, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

Large tears burst out of his eyes, and at the same time, his cold body began to twitch violently, as if he was so cold that he was swinging, he tried his best to suppress the urge to cry, but there was still a whimper in his mouth and nose.

At this moment, it was as if I suddenly heard the news of the old man's death when I was in college. That night, he knelt alone on the empty playground, crying profusely.

The sun rises, then sets, rises again, and sets again

Relying on the true qi to support the body, for seven days and seven nights, the cold heart knelt in the barren princess's grave, motionless. For the first two days, his mobile phone kept ringing, but he was as petrified as the clothes and pants left by his grandfather Han Qinglong, and he didn't answer a single call, and even when a hungry wolf crawled in front of him and wanted to swallow him alive, he didn't move.

However, the hungry wolf didn't really attack the cold heart after all, because it could feel the cold heart's eyes were terribly cold, those were more ferocious than the beast's eyes, and the eyes that even hungry wolves feared.

On the evening of the seventh day, when Lin Wenrou led Hu Baohu and other brothers to the princess's grave, his cold heart was already full of beards, and his face was terrifyingly pale, like a demon.

In the past seven days, the cold heart has been exposed to the scorching sun and drenched by the torrential rain, like clothes and pants on the ground, and it has long been dehumanized.

His two knees seemed to be deeply rooted in the princess's grave, Hu Baohu, Yang Longhu, Li Ergou, Bobcat, and even Huang Wenbin, Lie Laojiu, Li Huan, and Li Sheng couldn't help him up.

In the end, Lin Wenrou, the only woman on the scene, finally couldn't hold it back, she quickly kicked off the sexy and unparalleled high heels on her feet, and then pounced in front of Han Xin with her bare feet, waving a small pink fist is a violent beating that splits her head and covers her face.

Hu Baohu and the others seemed to be afraid of being splashed with blood, and they seemed to be afraid of harming the pond fish, so almost a second before Lin Wenrou pounced on Hanxin, more than a dozen old men had already fled away like a nest, leaving Lin Wenrou and Hanxin with enough private space.

Seeing that Hu Baohu and the others were far away, Village Chief Lin, known as the "number one fierce man in Osmanthus Village", directly incarnated as a tigress who had given birth to cubs, she waved her little pink fist and beat her heart while scolding in a coquettish voice: "Bastard, I still think you hung up, since you are not fucking dead, why don't you squeak if you don't fucking die, why don't you fucking die, why don't you fucking die, why don't you know how to go home, don't you know that Lao Tzu is ready to scatter all the money and fill the world with advertisements for looking for people, don't you know that Lao Tzu hasn't closed his eyes and slept for seven days and seven nights, you are paralyzed"

According to Lin Wen's fiery temper, she was angry and originally planned to directly beat Hanxin, an unconscious guy, to death and mutilation, but after all, she didn't have a good hand, she scolded very fiercely, but Xiao Fanquan couldn't bear to do it at all, especially when she saw that there were faint tears in the corners of Hanxin's eyes, and when she saw the faint sadness in Hanxin's eyes full of hatred, Lin Wenrou couldn't do it anymore.

In the end, Lin Wenwen's heart ached, and she simply knelt in front of Hanxin, she stretched out her little hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Hanxin's eyes, and asked softly while wiping: "Hanxin, what's wrong with you, don't scare people, okay?"

Listening to Lin Wenrou's words that lingered in his soul, the cold heart that had almost been petrified suddenly felt a sour nose, and in the next second, his blood-red eyes, which had been dry for many days, suddenly moistened, and large tears burst out of the corners of his eyes, no matter how hard Lin Wenrou tried, he couldn't wipe them clean.

The more he cried, the more sad he became, and he was like a schoolboy who was angry at school, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably, and his mouth and nose emitted an extremely dull whimper.

In Lin Wenrou's view, although Hanxin has small arms and legs, although he is as thin as a rib essence, he is a man who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he is a ruthless person who rises to the challenge.

Lin Wenrou would never have dreamed that a man who was harder than steel would cry like a stupid child.

Seeing that Hanxin was crying so sadly, in an instant, Lin's gentle motherhood immediately overflowed, like the water of the Yellow River, gushing endlessly.

Putting down the reserve, putting down the image, and putting down the figure, Lin Wenrou suddenly hugged the cold heart in her arms, she tried her best to press the cold face to her chest, she opened her arms, one hand held the back of the cold heart's head, one hand on the back of the cold heart shook violently and patted gently, and comforted softly in her mouth: "Good girl, don't cry, don't cry, we don't cry"

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