The body is lying on the floor, and every pore on the body is attached to the cold floor, so that the black gas on the top of the head can be dispelled. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Leng Wu turned over and lay on the ground on all fours, the iron surface on his face seemed to have been slashed by a knife, split into two, and gently slid down his cheeks.

Below is an ugly and hideous face, with a vertical mark at the center of the eyebrows, about the length of a finger, and a cracked opening.

There was a black and slimy aura wafting out of it, and it gradually spread out an inch above the head, eerie and evil.

It was dead and corpse breath entwining.

In the mouth of the face, not a drop of blood flowed out, and inside was miserable white meat, like pork that had been killed and frozen for several days, and the white made people feel cold in their hearts.

"Is this corpse gas?"

Leng Wu gently wiped his brows, like a sewing needle, and the wound was stitched up.

He slowly stood up upright, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face showing some doubts, "It seems to be corpse qi, but it is not exactly the same... ”

I don't understand. Leng Wu's face was gloomy, and the terrifying nightmare in his mind unconsciously surfaced in his memory.

In fact, the person who really killed the entire Leng family was Leng Jiansheng, not Qin Hao's head, but in the heart of the avengers, they were both murderers, and Qin Hao also deserved to die, dying ten thousand times.

Well, Leng Jian is going to die a million times.

"Damn it!"

Leng Wu cursed hatefully, originally thought that he had become strong enough, but the feeling of that moment just now...

It's as if I've walked through the ghost door again, and the terrifying sense of oppression is the same as that day, or even surpassed.

"How so? This can't be, this shouldn't be, I met Miss Song Yu, I used the dowry talisman to marry the body of the walking corpse, I live in hatred every day, and I keep cultivating, but, why??? ”

Leng Wu's heart was full of hatred, "Why, he still gives me such a powerful feeling." ”

"At that moment just now, I didn't have the courage to resist and kill him, but escaped。。。。。 I... I'm a coward!! ”

Leng Wu gasped for two breaths, stood up, his eyes were full of poison, he took out a spare mask from his arms and put it on his face, and whispered: "No, I'm not a coward, I'm just looking for a better opportunity - to kill him." ”

"Kill him, kill all the people who have something to do with him, and then kill Leng Jiansheng, and all the people related to Leng Jiansheng, not a single one will be left."

He didn't know that Leng Jiansheng had been killed by Qin Hao, which was indirect, and Qin Hao avenged him.

However, even if he knew, it didn't matter, the hatred for Leng Jiansheng would be perfectly transferred to the top of Qin Hao's head.

Of course, Qin Hao won't care about this kind of trivial matter, whoever wants to kill me, I will kill whoever is right, the reason is right or wrong, it never matters.

Only the weak have to stand on the moral high ground, and the very existence of the strong will become part of the truth!

"That's right, I still have Miss Song Yu, with Miss Song Yu's ability, there will be no mistake in killing you." Leng Wu sneered, and didn't notice that under the crack in the door, a few small black insects crawled in silently, and soon hid in his trouser legs, and they didn't move.

"In this way, you also have a blood feud with that Qin Hao?"

Song Yu gently stroked her hair, with a faint smile on her face, and a pair of dark beautiful eyes, looking at Mu Lan kneeling on the ground like crystals.

To be exact, more than a dozen women in Wood Marks Valley knelt side by side.

"Yes, Mu Lan worshiped the Tianqing Gate because he wanted to one day be able to use the power of the sect to avenge the hatred of destroying the sect." A trace of cold sweat flowed from Mu Lan's forehead, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I am fortunate to be valued by Miss and sent to work in a trading company, but I didn't expect to meet it... ”

"Bold, Mu Lan, you are clearly approaching Miss with all your intentions... A woman who looked like a white swan next to her immediately snorted coldly.

"It's okay!" Song Yu stopped the scolding of the personal maid, and said lightly: "It can't be said that it is deliberate, and there is a deep hatred in the sea of blood, it is also excusable, not to mention, it is more of a coincidence." ”

This personal maid was sent to Song Yu by Tianqing Ancestor, and her martial arts cultivation is really good, and she was even subdued by Song Yu, and she is quite loyal.

"Miss, that Qingyun Sect, I have already asked people to investigate, and the news that came back has wiped out countless large and small sects in just a year and a half, and that Qin Hao is the sect master of the Qingyun Sect, and he is even more ruthless, with blood on his hands, and he is a butcher like a demon." The maid whispered to Song Yu: "Miss, you are at a critical moment in the door at the moment, and the disciples are many dissatisfied. ”

From Song Yu's point of view, there is nothing wrong with the maid's words, no sect will like it, a disciple who has just been admitted to the sect and provoked a strong enemy for the sect.

Even if this disciple is accepted as a closed disciple as soon as he enters the middle school.

After all, in this world, there are still a few sects like Qingyun Sect that have completely become Qin Hao's Yiyantang, and most of the sects must have many factions within them.

In the Tianqing Gate, it is not the Tianqing Ancestor who has the final say, he tries his best to accept Song Yu as a closed disciple, which has caused a lot of dissatisfaction in the door, if this is the time, Song Yu will make any unwise moves.

"It's hard to ensure that the position of this closed disciple will not be attacked... Song Yu's heart turned slightly, and the stakes before and after were clearly understood, and a chill appeared on her face, "It's a pity that outsiders don't know that it's not that this Mu Lan has an enmity with Qin Hao, nor is it that the Yushui Song family has an enmity with Qin Hao, but... I, Song Yu, have an indelible deep hatred with this Qin Hao. ”

Nine lives turn around and flower, nine lives don't die, but... He was really killed by Qin Hao.

It was not just as simple as a life, but a sword on the path of cultivation and a cut off one of his foundations.

For a person like Song Yu who is extremely proud in her bones, what could make her jealous more than ruining her cultivation future?

This is more unsettling than killing her with a single knife.

And this matter can't be publicized all over the world, so at present, except for Leng Wu who saw the scene of her rebirth and rebirth, everyone else doesn't know the deep hatred between her and Qin Hao.

This hatred,

Higher than the sky!

Deeper than the sea!

Where is it that a mere Tianqing Ancestor's closed disciple can be wiped out.

"Qin Hao, you must die!" Song Yu's heart was boiling with murderous intent, and his tone was also cold: "Kill my cousin Song Yu, how can I, Song Yu, let him live?" (To be continued.) )