Chapter 112: Angry to death of the white-clothed sword immortal

At the same time, the ancestor of the Dong family, who had not made a move, was also paying close attention to Qin Hao's every move on the side.

He decided to play a praying mantis to catch cicadas and yellow finches, and let the white-clothed sword immortal strike first, test Qin Hao's depth, and cause damage to him, and then step on them to reach the top in one fell swoop.

"I think it's a bit dry to just eat barbecue now, and I want to have some more music."

Qin Hao said and summoned from the drifting bottle, the steel baby and the steel second baby.

When the two appeared, one with a guitar and cello in his hand, the other with a zither and flute.

Then, Qin Hao took out another drum kit.

Then, a magical scene happened, the heads of the steel baby and the steel second baby, which could have been stretched out five fingers, could be divided into five.

The twenty fingers of two men became twenty hands.

β€œMusic!”

With Qin Hao's order, the steel baby and the steel second baby were instantly in place, one was responsible for playing the instrument, and the other was standing next to him ready to sing and dance.

These two are a band.

"Woman, do you want to hear a little tenderness, or a little more manic!" Qin Hao pinched the peacock's pointed chin and asked affectionately.

"I want to listen to soulful songs in a manic way!" Peacock said.

has been with Qin Hao for a long time, and her taste has also changed.

"Ok, big baby and second baby, let's start with a rock version of "He's Been Quiet" to warm up."

Qin Hao shouted, and immediately, manic music played on the lawn of the manor.

Seeing that Qin Hao and the peacock were despised as always, and the people around them were laughing at him like this, the white-clothed sword immortal was already trembling with anger at this time, and his lips were purple, as if he had been poisoned.

"I'm going to ...... Kill ...... You guys! ”

He raised his hand, and was about to kill Qin Hao and the peacock with all his might, but unexpectedly, this manic music pierced into his body like a sharp blade.

"My feelings for you are like the scenery you pass by, I have been desperately trying to show you goodwill, but you have never stopped for me......"

What does this lyric mean?

What do you want to express?

No matter what others think, the white-clothed sword fairy felt that this song seemed to be talking about himself.

He always tries to do his best, like the scenery on the side of the road, eager to attract the peacock's attention, but the peacock never stops to look at himself.

"Poof!"

The more the white-clothed sword immortal thought about it, the more angry he became, and for a while he had mixed feelings, he was in a hurry, and directly spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

"Why?"

He roared, and just as he tried to exert his strength, the manic music pierced his body like a sharp blade again.

"It's a three-person movie, but I don't deserve a name......"

This lyric is the essence of the whole song, which tells about the pain of a person who can't love.

"Isn't this song singing to me?" The white-clothed sword immortal muttered to himself again.

"Peacock is an actress, and I try to make a movie with her. However, she went to make a movie with another man. The most hateful thing is that she only knows that my name is the white-clothed sword fairy, and she doesn't even know my real name. ”

"Poof!"

The white-clothed sword immortal spurted out another mouthful of old blood.

At this time, he was completely out of proportion, only feeling that the sky was dark, as if he had fallen into an abyss, and he couldn't climb up.

"It's a three-person movie, but I don't deserve a name......"

The lyrics of the most lethal sounded over and over again, lingering in Bai Yi's ears and piercing him.

"Stop singing!"

The white-clothed sword fairy knelt on the ground, hugging his head and crying.

At this moment, he had completely fallen into Qin Hao's trap.

Qin Hao didn't seem to have done anything, but in fact, the moment he appeared, he had already begun to strangle the white-clothed sword immortal.

The first step was to express his true feelings to the peacock, which not only won the love of the peacock, but also made the white-clothed sword fairy heartbroken.

The second step is to eat barbecue and drink beer, strategically begin to despise the enemy, and let the white-clothed sword immortal, who loves face, further come to the brink of collapse.

In the third step, when the white-clothed sword fairy was about to attack, let the steel baby use his special voice to emit a special sound wave, piercing the white-clothed sword immortal every sentence. Let him enter into hallucinations in a situation of extreme sadness.

The fourth step is to let the white-clothed sword immortal completely collapse in the illusion and be self-defeating.

The white-clothed sword immortal who thought he was smart and invincible was led by Qin Hao every step of the way, and at this time, he had fallen into an illusion and couldn't extricate himself.

In the hallucination, he saw Qin Hao and Peacock, one holding a sharp blade, piercing into his chest, and constantly mocking himself and humiliating himself, but he couldn't do anything.

What's even more odious is that the thousand people who were watching by the side, who used to respect and worship themselves so much, are now accomplices, one holding a sharp blade, singing and stabbing at himself.

All of a sudden, they were all gone.

He found himself standing in front of a mirror, and in the mirror, his face was filthy, his white clothes were crawling with maggots, like a rotting corpse.

"Poof!"

"Boss, He Shengjian Immortal."

The third mouthful of old blood spurted out, and after the white-clothed sword immortal said his last words, he completely turned into a cold corpse.

In ancient times, there was Zhuge Liang, who was angry with Zhou Yu, and now there is my Boss Qin, singing to death Sword Immortal.

There is no doubt that this will be another great story in the history of mankind and the history of Inhumans.

"Finish the day."

Qin Hao picked up the wine glass in his hand and drank it all, and with a wave of his big hand, the thirty-six long swords suspended above his head instantly merged into one and were taken into his pocket.

At this time, the 1,000 people who were watching from the side had a chill down their spines.

They all originally thought that Boss Qin was only holding some kind of powerful magic weapon in his hand, so he could easily occupy the Thirteen Cities.

And they all thought that Boss Qin was young and frivolous, and he was fascinated by the peacock's red face and trouble, so he treated the white-clothed sword fairy so carelessly.

Who would have thought that he would be so deep in his routines, step by step, and set traps everywhere.

Let the white-clothed Sword Immortal, a powerhouse who is almost invincible in the X Star Field, unexpectedly break himself and die of anger.

What's even more odious is that he also takes the magic weapon that others love all his life as his own.

This person is terrible!

"Woman, how was the song I just sang?" Qin Hao pinched the peacock's chin and asked.

"Courageous, brainy, creative, but my man." The peacock said as he chewed on the leeks in his mouth.

"Do you want to eat me today?" Qin Hao said with a smile.

"Bastard, think about things that are not serious all day long, and there are a few flies that haven't been pinched to death." After the peacock finished speaking, he glanced coldly at the ancestor of the Dong family not far away.

At the same time, the thousand people, including Chu Liangfeng, also looked at the ancestor of the Dong family.

The ancestor of the Dong family is a ** lake, whether it is combat experience or scheming, he is better than the white-clothed sword immortal, he should not fall into Boss Qin's trap so easily.