"No, old evil." The smiling tiger shouted angrily, pounced on the evil Guantian and shook vigorously, "Old evil, old evil, wake up, wake up——! ”

Evil penetrated the sky, and he sank into the pit of earth and could not move again.

Of course, his mouth was still moving, but he was just vomiting blood, and the blood gushed out like a gushing fountain, staining half of his face, staining the placket of his chest, and staining the land around him.

Under the constant shaking and shouting of the smiling tiger, Evil Guantian finally opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the smiling tiger, at his partners and brothers who had been with him for decades.

Suddenly, with the last of his strength, he grabbed the hand of the smiling tiger, and there was a "cooing" sound in his throat, as if he wanted to say something, but his mouth was open, and he couldn't say a clear word except for the constant bleeding. He didn't give up, he continued to struggle and struggle, and finally he barely spit out his voice, "I, I ......, die, die, die...... I hate ...... Hate ah......! ”

After finishing the last word with the last strength, he was shocked, and then with resentment and unwillingness, he stopped breathing, but his eyes were still wide and wide, and he refused to close them.

The smiling tiger was full of grief and indignation, he knew why the evil Guantian was blind to death, why he was unwilling, if it was him, it would be the same.

In the decades since their debut, they have never been to any sinister place, what vicious battle they have not experienced, and what kind of master they have not encountered, even if they encounter masters who are more powerful than themselves, with the means of laughing and evil, they have also cooperated to kill a lot, thus killing their prestige.

Originally, when they were sent to the city, they just came out to make a relaxing trip, and with their strength, they could completely sweep the warriors of the city, and no one could stop them.

However, no one could have imagined that Evil Guantian, one of the famous laughing and evil masters, died in the hands of an urban martial artist, and what was even more unacceptable was that this martial artist was still a young hairy boy.

Dying like this, not to mention the famous laughter and evil in the semi-ancient martial arts world, even ordinary semi-ancient martial artists will not be able to turn a blind eye. When the two elders of black and white died at the hands of Qin Hao, they were also blind to death.

However, even if he didn't turn a blind eye, he couldn't change the facts in front of him, and the smiling tiger could only keep the pain and hatred in his heart in the bottom of his heart, shedding tears and trembling hands to touch his brother's eyes.

"Amitabha, sins and sins." The withered leaves not far away looked at the evil sky with closed eyes, folded their hands, and said a Buddha call in a hoarse voice.

"The cat cries and the mouse is fake compassion." The smiling tiger glanced at the withered leaf viciously, then ignored him, picked up the huge body of the evil sky, and staggered towards the darkness.

"Stop!" Behind, there was a cold snort, which was Qin Hao's voice.

The smiling tiger stopped, he held back the grief and indignation in his heart, and said in a wooden tone: "We have one dead in your hands, what do you want?" Why, are you going to kill them all? He knew that with his current strength, he couldn't fight the two people and one beast behind, so he could only endure it.

"You're right." Qin Hao answered this question very bluntly, "Let the tiger return to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles." I have no reason to spare you. ”

"Amitabha, donor, God has the virtue of a good life, they have already died, please let him go for the sake of the old man." The monk of Withered Leaves is really compassionate and a little overflowing with love, at least Qin Hao thinks so.

"Master, get rid of the evil, otherwise there will be endless troubles in the future." Qin Hao insisted.

"A-Mi-Buddha." The withered leaves of this Buddha horn were stretched very long, and the tone was very soft, "Donor, evil will be rewarded with evil, and good will be rewarded with good." A wicked man is his own hell. Those who do evil will be punished. ”

"Damn." Qin Hao almost burst into foul language, but seeing that he was also a high-ranking monk, and he also gave himself three Tyrannosaur Pills for such a big benefit, he had to give some face, so he had to say very tactfully: "Master, I don't believe in Buddhism." After speaking, he didn't let the withered leaves continue, and walked forward with a murderous aura.

Qin Hao didn't plan to let the smiling tiger leave alive, this person gave him a sinister feeling, leaving him with endless troubles, and looking at his relationship with the evil Guantian just now and the resentful eyes, it was very likely that he would come to him for revenge after his strength recovered. Cutting the grass without eradicating the roots is irresponsible to yourself.

"Tiger Tiger." The little monster followed Qin Hao's side, letting out a majestic tiger roar, and followed closely.

"Little donor, please stay, donor ......, cough cough cough ......." Maybe it was the withered leaves who were in a hurry to stop Qin Hao, so they pulled the wound and made him cough violently.

Qin Hao seemed to have really given face to the withered leaves and stopped, in fact, he was forced to stop, just walked not far, the qi and blood in his body suddenly surged, and a wave of blood gushed out of his throat, fortunately, he reacted quickly, and suppressed this blood wave back in time, and he didn't dare to show the slightest discomfort on his face, he was still murderous.

Although the smiling tiger in front of him didn't look back, with his strength, he could naturally feel that Qin Hao had stopped, and he thought that the words of the withered leaves had stopped him.

"Little brother, what are you going to do to let me live?" The tone of the smiling tiger's words softened a lot, he was a scheming person, he knew that he couldn't fight hard with Qin Hao and the others now, even if he had to fight, he had to wait until his skills were all restored, and now he had to save his life, and at this moment, there was a withered leaf monk who was overflowing with love, and he just used the love of the withered leaves to save his life.

Qin Hao didn't answer him, he was still staring at the back of his head from behind with cold eyes, and in his body, the blood waves were rolling again, so that he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, so he could only continue to suppress his strength.

"If you have to give me this cheap life, how about I bury my brother and then die? I hope that the little brother will be fulfilled. Without hearing Qin Hao's reply, the smiling tiger lowered his posture again, and his voice was a little begging for mercy.

"Ahem, donor, let's go. I hope you will do more good deeds in the future, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. Amitabha! The withered leaves came over while coughing, and at the same time made the decision for Qin Hao and promised to let the smiling tiger live.

"Become a Buddha, your sister. Old bald donkey, you wait, the day I return to the Tianhan Gate will be the time when your Dragon Soul Temple will be destroyed. The smiling tiger said hatefully in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be grateful, and said in a sincere tone: "Thank you, master, I will come to thank you for sparing your life in the future!" "In the future, it's not about thanking you, but about destroying your Dragon Soul Temple.

After saying the word "Xie", the smiling tiger was about to leave again, and was stopped by Qin Hao again: "Stop!" ”

The smiling tiger stopped again, gritting his teeth in anger, the hatred for Qin Hao in his heart far exceeded the hatred for the withered leaves, and he swore that one day, he would kill Qin Hao Manmen to vent his hatred.

"What, the little brother still refuses to let go?" Even though he was extremely resentful in his heart, in order to save his life, the smiling tiger had to lower his posture again and again, calling himself "below" in front of an urban warrior he had despised before.

Qin Hao snorted, "For the sake of the master's face, I can let you live, but before leaving, hand over the antidote to the poison in the master's body, otherwise, don't blame me for not being merciful." He had already seen that the dead leaves were poisoned, and it was highly poisonous, and even if he was skilled in medicine, it was difficult to solve it, and it was better to get an antidote.

Qin Hao is a person with clear grievances, revenge must be avenged, and kindness must be repaid. Withered Leaf gave him three Storm Spirit Pills, no matter what the reason was for him, after all, they were all given to him, allowing him to rise a small level, which can be regarded as giving him a chance. He must repay this kindness, and the way to return it is to save the dead leaves' lives.

Qin Hao's request made the withered leaves next to him grateful, but he knew that even if there was an antidote, he couldn't save him.

This time, the smiling tiger threw a medicine bottle over very happily, and he was afraid that Qin Hao would suddenly regret it at the moment, so he didn't dare to be unhappy. After Qin Hao verified the authenticity of the pill, he agreed to let the smiling tiger leave.

He had to let the Smiling Tiger go, because he had no power to stop it, let alone kill it. Now although the Smiling Tiger's skill has not fully recovered, there are at least three to four layers of skill, which can completely kill himself who has been injured internally, but fortunately, the Smiling Tiger did not see that he was no longer good at this time.

Watching the smiling tiger holding the evil corpse disappear into the darkness in front of him step by step, until it disappeared, Qin Hao's face instantly stepped down.

"Little donor......." The withered leaves were about to say something to Qin Hao, only to hear a shout of "wow", Qin Hao spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the blood wave did not suppress the gushing out after all.

"Donor, what's wrong with you?" The dead leaves were shocked.

Qin Hao didn't answer, and fell to the ground with a "plop". The little monster next to it was startled when it saw Qin Hao suddenly vomiting blood and falling to the ground, and it didn't know what to do, so anxious that it could only keep screaming around Qin Hao.

Qin Hao took a breath, reached out and stroked the little monster's head to soothe it, and then let it obediently return to the space ring to stay, and he himself began to heal his injuries with peace of mind.

"Donor, the old man has the best healing pills here, you can take it quickly." The pill that the withered leaves took out was naturally not an ordinary product, as a master who knew how to use medical skills, Qin Hao knew that the pill was extraordinary as soon as he smelled it, so he was not welcome immediately, and took it immediately.

The pill of the withered leaves was really extraordinary, and with the self-healing function of the "Recipe of Eternal Life", after meditating and healing for more than ten minutes, Qin Hao finally stabilized the restless qi and blood in his body.

When Qin Hao opened his eyes, he was surprised. He glanced to the side and found that the statue of the withered leaf monk was sitting next to him, with a trace of black blood coming out of his mouth and eyes. He seemed to be sitting down like this to see the Buddha.

"Master." Qin Hao let out a loud cry and hurriedly reached out to probe his snort.