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On the muddy black ground, circles of ripples exploded, and transparent fishing lines were woven into the air into a huge fishing net, and the net was topped by sharp hooks.

On the hook hung a rotting white corpse.

All of them, Naira's head was staring down at the ground, her eyelids being cut open by lightning.

Below them ...

Qin Hao walked slowly step by step, stepping on the black soil, his eyes narrowed into a slit slightly, the scarlet light was spinning faintly, and Qin Hao's ten fingers were wrapped around a circle of fishing line.

The ten fingers seemed to be untouched, each making strange and strange movements, either bending, straightening, deflecting, or even twisting。。。。。。 It doesn't look like a human hand can do it at all, but like ten mollusks, wantonly posing in all kinds of strange poses.

Qin Hao was using each of his fingers to manipulate the fishing net above his head that seemed to be floating out of thin air, and one corpse after another was salvaged, followed by another corpse being thrown off.

Salvage, throw-off, clear division of labor, orderly, everything is in order.

Well!

The pure black world, monotonous and repetitive work, Qin Hao suddenly had a strong interest in this place under his feet.

This black land is incomparably vast, and it is impossible to distinguish between the southeast and the left, and the blood moon in the sky is always hanging directly above the head, which is very unreasonable.

One explanation is that time is static;

One explanation is that the Blood Moon was still;

Qin Hao couldn't tell the difference, the moon above his head was too far away from him, so far away that he could only focus on the earth under his feet.

Although his intuition told Qin Hao that the blood moon was very weird, it made him feel a faint chill in his heart.

This is really a helpless thing, and it is also an extremely interesting thing, especially when you fish out a corpse like a treasure, the joy of that moment is real.

It's a lot of fun!

"The corpses are flooded into a sea and buried under the earth, and the muddy earth is like a calm ocean, which is a hint that this world is a dead sea? Is there no living man? ”

Qin Hao sneered, the black mountain behind him had completely disappeared on the horizon.

"So, who is the person who dug up the writing wheel?"

Cold self-talk echoed across the earth, and no one answered his doubts.

Raw white eyes, raw white eyes, or raw white eyes。。。。。 One by one, they looked like dead fish eyes, and suddenly, a bright red appeared in his eyes.

"Writing wheels?"

A corpse was quickly pulled over, wearing the clothes of the Uchiha clan, and its eyelids were cut open, and they stiffened outward, and a red light came through.

The red ones are like gems.

"Poof!"

The corpse fell to the ground, Qin Hao spread out his palm, and there was a pair of red eyeballs on it, and inside the eyeballs was a round of tadpole-shaped magata, which reflected a black light coldly.

Actually, it's really a writing wheel, although it's just a single hook jade's writing wheel!

Qin Hao observed carefully, exhaled deeply, and then confirmed that this was indeed a pair of writing wheels, and there was no possibility of mistake.

"Interesting!"

Qin Hao stared at the ground under his feet, his eyes were very serious, full of scrutiny, and there was a trace of vigilance in the deepest part of his eyes.

Because, that moment just now... Qin Hao felt that there was a faint tingling sensation in his left eye, which was not obvious, which was roughly equivalent to the pain caused by a drop of ice water splashing on his eye.

But.....

Pain for no reason is real, and pain has always been the most real sense of the body.

"System!"

Qin Hao meditated in his heart.

A template pops up on the retina, which is a static, monotonous template, and there is still no prompt on it.

"Redeem!"

Qin Hao's voice was as cold as a knife.

Two breaths passed, no changes were made, no feedback was given by the system, or rather, a true answer had been given.

Qin Hao's face suddenly became gloomy, as heavy as ink and as black as iron.

"Hehehe!"

Qin Hao let out an eerie sneer, as if a substantial aura erupted from his body, like countless black tentacles setting off a stormy wave.

Circles of horrible ripples rippled on the ground, rolling and blasting corpses up.

This was followed by a series of shredded limbs, the corpses of the wreckage were torn to pieces by kunai, the flesh and blood stumps fell back to the ground, and then a scarlet eyeball fell to the ground, but it was strangely not stuck in the quagmire.

Bright red, bright red, dazzling, on the black earth, like a blood light pierced straight into Qin Hao's eyes.

The red eyes and black magatama are connected together, like the blade of a knife, and even if they are stationary, they give the illusion that they are spinning.

Kaleidoscope writing wheels!

Fierce, evil, deep, and eerie aura seeped out of the eyes.

Qin Hao's expression changed from gloomy to hideous, his eyes were hot, as if they were about to melt, he snorted coldly, grabbed the single hook jade writing wheel eye in his hand, and then, stepped out in one step, and stepped on the soles of his feet fiercely.

Click!

The sound of something crumbling.

Qin Hao's body froze in place, letting out a painful howl, thick black blood oozed from his pupils, and the sand on his entire cheek was suddenly dyed black, and it fell off completely.

The ground trembled, Qin Hao's whole person seemed to be frozen in place, and the soles of his feet were only less than three inches away from the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye on the ground, but he couldn't step on it.

A black mask fell to the ground, squirming and covering it, and then, the muddy earth slowly arched under Qin Hao's feet, arching out a human figure.

It was like a fallen person, who was hunching his back, slowly getting up from the ground, and lifting the soles of Qin Hao's feet up inch by inch, and then, the figure with a black body and a surface that squirmed like a mudflow completely stood up.

There was no face on the face, only the position of a pair of pupils was deeply sunken, and the kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes on the ground floated in front of Qin Hao's eyes, and then drilled into the eye sockets.

"You shouldn't say no."

A stiff, cold, chilling voice came out of Qin Hao's body, Qin Hao's face was shocked, and he saw a wisp of black air flying out of his eyes, and then drilled into the eye of the kaleidoscope writing wheel opposite.

A blinding black light flashed.

Qin Hao felt as if he had been hit head-on by a mountain, and the skeleton of his whole body seemed to fall apart, and the whole person rose into the air and flew out upside down.

A thousand-kilometer-long rapids were drawn on the ground, and deep ravines seemed to tear the earth apart...