Seeing Nan Bing lying on the ground limply, but still gritting her teeth and standing up, she refused to accept it, and she had to fight again until the last moment of her life.

Qin Hao's heart was about to break, Nan Bing was hit hard, and it was difficult to stand up, and the swaying figure, like a sharp long needle, pierced his heart fiercely.

He only felt his throat dry, and he didn't know what to do.

When he met the little monk, he felt that the world was full of malice towards him, he was already humble like an ant, but he still didn't want to let him go, what was wrong with his crooked mouth, he was going to be bombarded, at that time he only felt full of anger, and he didn't want to care about anything else, and wanted to knock the little monk who looked down on them off the altar.

But now, he met Nanbing and even regained some memories, and he finally knew that the world had given him the best gift.

He became greedy again, obsessed with the beauty of the world, and always felt that everything was still full of hope.

But now, reality has once again attacked him, making his last dignity shattered.

He thought of Nanbing's decisive blow, that handsomeness, but he was a man who was willing to be ashamed of himself, he didn't want to be like this, how could he be like this!

"Southern Ice !!"

He knelt on the ground in pain, shouting Nanbing, as if he saw the girl who was smiling at him at sunset, as if he heard the girl smile and say to him: When you go, you must take me with you.

Nan Bing's body was stunned, she looked at Qin Hao poignantly, she smiled, but she was very unwilling, so many ups and downs have come over, why did she have to die here when she just met him.

She laughed and laughed, and then cried, and her thin body seemed to be unable to support it anymore, and she staggered and did not want to fall, but she still couldn't stop the blood from spurting out of her mouth.

She finally fell to the ground, for some reason, she was suddenly so vulnerable, obviously she was the executioner, and the word Nanbing was a ruthless endorsement.

But now, when she saw Qin Hao, she was inexplicably fragile, she was tired and wanted to rest.

I want to lie in that reassuring arms, not wake up, and hold the person I like, but it is so difficult.

The black shadow crawled out of the ground, like a ghost, silently, with desperation, and kicked towards the south ice.

He was in a terrible state, covered in blood, his arms were almost bloodless, only white bones remained, and his speed was obviously much slower, but he still had the strength to fight, and once again launched an attack on the South Ice that had fallen to the ground.

Never die.

The strength of the black shadow has been weakened many times, but now Nan Bing still has the strength to fight back, passively took a punch and was hit in the head.

The whole person is like a sandbag, straight out on the ground.

"Wan'er, Wan'er, Wan'er..."

Qin Hao rushed to Nanbing in a panic, he hugged this soft delicate body tightly, for fear of losing, this person covered in blood, seeing the blurred face, she smiled and was very happy.

"I... I... Well, tired, you... Hold..."

Her voice grew lower and lower until it was completely silent, but her face was content, and she lay happily in the arms of her loved ones.

Isn't it enough to be able to have a reassuring embrace after being injured?

Qin Hao hugged her tightly, this girl was so strong that it was distressing, he leaned on her ear and said softly, "You can't die before I die." ”

I don't know if the man heard it, but it was silent.

Qin Hao gently put down Nan Bing, he got up slowly, and stood behind the woman for too long, even forgetting that it was only natural for a man to protect a woman.

He stood up, crossed his waist with one hand, pointed to the front with the other, and scolded, "Fuck you!!"

The black shadow was stunned in place, originally looking at the love between the two of them, he was also deeply touched, but now, when he came back to his senses, he was almost angry.

It is really hateful to slaughter my children and grandchildren, destroy my avenue, and dare to speak disrespectfully.

The black shadow stopped being long-winded and rushed up, he wanted to let this low-mouthed boy know that there were people he couldn't provoke.

Even if the strength of the black shadow has decreased a lot now, it is far from being comparable to a person like Qin Hao who has just stepped into the path of evolution.

Qin Hao put on the posture of the White Emperor Fist, he actually took the initiative to attack, he wanted to cheer himself up, he was afraid, he was afraid that he would not dare to punch, he would not give himself a way out, and he would just fight to the death.

He mobilized the vitality in his body and played the first form of the White Emperor Fist, shaking the black shadow.

Sen Sen's bone fist collided with Qin Hao, and the two of them were actually up and down, and they both retreated backwards.

But Qin Hao knew that based on the Yuan Qi, such a White Emperor Fist, he could only punch one punch, and if he continued, the Yuan Qi would boil violently, and it might even cause the meridians to explode.

Nan Bing once reminded him that this set of punches is very powerful, but it is far from what he can control now, so he must use it with caution.

But he can't help thinking about it too much, only desperately, horizontal and vertical is death, in this case, why not work hard.

However, the black shadow was even more uncomfortable than Qin Hao, there was almost no flesh and blood below his forearm, and the huge force poured directly into his skeleton, making him unbearable pain.

He really didn't expect that this poor guy with weak vitality fluctuations would be able to burst out with such great strength.

It can be seen that, like the last straw that crushed the camel, obvious cracks appeared on the arm bones of the black shadow.

Qin Hao shook his arm, his whole arm was extremely painful, the black shadow's body was too hard, it was simply metal, and his fist hit it like hitting a stone with an egg.

But he still posed for the second form of the White Emperor Fist.

There are a total of eight styles of White Emperor Boxing, but the remnants of the spectrum, it is a crooked mouth to teach him, this was the White Emperor's own boxing method when he was a teenager, and this set of boxing methods laid the rise of the White Emperor, pushing the opponent sideways.

But now that Qin Hao has used, he is too weak, and he has little vitality in his body, and he can't reach that kind of power at all, he is completely killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred.

However, this time the black shadow did not make a violent move, it seemed to be with reminiscence, his big eyes showed sadness, and he asked quietly, "Boy, this set of boxing techniques, how can you." ”

This puzzled him, he had lived for a long time, and his knowledge was incomparably broad, and he recognized that this was the White Emperor Fist, which was the famous boxing method of the ancient White Emperor.

However, what kind of person is the White Emperor, he is the patron saint of the entire China, how could his boxing skills be beaten by a young man after thousands of years.

Moreover, he knows more, the White Emperor Fist and even the Gang Zhi Fierce Fist, which are played alone, ordinary evolutionaries can't stand it at all, and they must have a complete fist technique, one after another, with their own meridians as Zhou Tian, and slowly channel.

However, this young man actually knew the White Emperor Fist, was he the successor chosen by the White Emperor after ten thousand years, if so, how could he kill Qin Hao.

Perhaps, he will also protect Qin Hao, protect him when he is weak, watch him rise, and once again make the name of the White Emperor powerful in the world.

However, it's not like, Qin Hao is too weak and too ordinary, if he is really the heir of the White Emperor, how could the White Emperor not prepare other backhands for him.

Is that girl the back hand left by the White Emperor to protect the chosen person to grow up smoothly, or is this young man just accidentally getting the White Emperor's fist technique.

The dark shadow was in a state of flux.

However, Qin Hao on the other side didn't appreciate it at all, looking at Nan Bing, who didn't know life and death, he couldn't control his anger.

He stretched out his middle finger and scolded at the black shadow, "Fuck you!"

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