A series of thunder snakes struck Qin Hao fiercely, bursting out with bursts of dazzling white light. All the plants in the Jueyin Valley were chopped into charcoal. When the wind blew, they all turned into fly ash, even the mountain walls. All the strange rocks on the mountain were smashed into pieces, and even a mountain peak was split in half from the middle, still emitting white smoke.
Everyone who opened their eyes quickly looked towards Qin Hao's original position, only to see a dark figure teetering in mid-air. Finally, he fell down and hit the ground heavily, creating a deep pit of about half a meter. .
"Hahaha... He's dead, he's dead, hahaha..." Pixar couldn't stop laughing. He was so excited that he couldn't control himself with excitement. He almost danced: "Using your body to resist the thunder, this evil pen, you deserve to die! Haha! Ha ha… "
The Dragon Group and the Jin Yiwei were also dumbfounded. They never thought that such a powerful Qin Hao would lose his life so easily. They were evenly matched just now, but the change came so suddenly that people were caught off guard.
Who would have thought that the Human Emperor, one of the Four Emperors, a legend in the underground world, would end so suddenly and bid farewell to the stage of life
Chu Ling'er looked at the falling black figure in confusion, covering her mouth: "Brother... how could this happen... how could this happen..."
She couldn't believe the facts in front of her and suddenly jumped down from the hill. Regardless of her still poisonous body and the obstruction of her companions, she ran like crazy in the direction where Qin Hao's body landed.
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Far away in the president's office of Mu Group in Tianhai City, Mu Qianxue was listening attentively to Xu Wei's work report. At this moment, for some reason, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in her heart, as if she had suddenly lost her Something, very sad and painful, accompanied by bursts of needle-like pain, made her unable to help but touch her chest.
"Mr. Mu, what's wrong with you? Why... are you crying? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Xu Wei was a little confused, her expression was extremely shocked, and she rubbed her eyes in disbelief. She wondered if there was something wrong with her eyes. The CEO, whose tenacity was far beyond that of ordinary people and who seemed very indifferent at all times, was staring blankly ahead with tears in his eyes, his expression very painful.
"It's nothing. Maybe I've been too tired recently. Let me take it easy first..." Mu Qianxue waved her hand, signaling Xu Wei not to be nervous, and panted hard.
The labor pain passed quickly, but the sadness, pain, and sadness that lingered in my heart could not go away for a long time, and the tears continued to flow down uncontrollably.
Mu Qianxue was very frightened. She subconsciously touched the mobile phone beside her and stared at the series of numbers in the phone book for a long time, but finally did not press it.
Covering the phone on the table, Mu Qianxue took a deep breath, forced herself into working mode, and said calmly: "Okay, it's okay, you can continue talking."
Xu Wei was confused by Monk Zhang Er, because Mu Qianxue's behavior before was so abnormal that she couldn't just ignore it. She couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Mr. Mu, are you really okay? Or else? Take a rest for a while..."
"I said I'm fine, don't you understand? Keep going!" Mu Qianxue suddenly replied to Xu Wei angrily. The next second, perhaps realizing that she was a little out of sorts, she rubbed her temples with a headache: "Just now I It seems a little too exciting, don’t take it to heart and keep talking, I’m really fine.”
Since Mu Qianxue herself had repeatedly emphasized that she was normal, Xu Wei couldn't say anything more, and the office returned to its usual rhythm.
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Chu Ling'er knelt in front of the pit, looking at Qin Hao who was burned in the pit as black as coke. Her eyes were filled with sadness. Her little hand slowly reached out, wanting to touch Qin Hao's cheek, but just now When she touched Qin Hao's skin, she couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise and retracted her little hand like an electric shock.
At this time, her fingers were red and even had blisters. It was obvious that she had been burned. It could burn a mid-level innate master. You can imagine how high the temperature of Qin Hao's body was at this time! How terrifying the heat energy must have been before death!
She was really sad. Although she had not known Qin Hao for a long time, this duplicitous man made her feel very comfortable and happy to get along with him. She even felt like she had seen him before and that she had met him so late. What's more, Qin Hao also saved their lives. No matter in terms of personal feelings or tasks, Qin Hao's death was so sudden that she couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Pixar slowly landed from mid-air, with a happy and proud smile on his face. Looking at Qin Hao's body, he shook his head and said with emotion: "Human Emperor, Human Emperor, it seems that I still overestimated your strength. It’s ridiculous to even think about resisting the thunder with your body! There is a saying in your Chinese country, if you don’t have that diamond, don’t get the porcelain job. It’s a pity that a legend of a generation was struck to death by lightning like this, it’s sad... "
As he said that, he looked at Chu Ling'er who was extremely depressed and had a sad look on his face. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a cruel smile and said: "Oh, I didn't expect that this kid, the Human Emperor, is still a romantic, and he won't die. What a shame. Team Leader Chu, don’t worry, I will send you down to reunite with this idiot soon. By then, won’t you be able to see each other again?”
Chu Ling'er suddenly raised her head and looked up at Pixar, her eyes full of tears, her expression extremely sad and angry, and she shouted angrily: "Beast! I want to avenge my big brother! I will die!"
After saying this, the light green sword light appeared in his hand, and the sword energy struck at Pixar.
"Chu Ling'er, don't be impulsive!" Seeing this, Qiu Yusong and others were shocked and hurried towards Chu Ling'er.
Just kidding, a monster as powerful as Qin Hao was killed by this thunder god. Chu Ling'er is just a swordsman who has just entered the middle stage of innateness. The poison of Yin evil has not been completely cleansed from his body. How can he be Pixar's opponent? This is simply no different from giving away someone’s head!
However, Qiu Yusong and the others did not think that Chu Ling'er's actions were wrong. Maybe from a rational point of view, Chu Ling'er was obviously not calm enough, but from an emotional point of view, her actions were what everyone wanted to do.
Qin Hao saved them, but sacrificed his own life. They were all very grateful to Qin Hao, and revenge for him was the only thing they could do. What's more, without Qin Hao blocking Pixar, they wouldn't be able to wait for reinforcements to arrive and they would be killed. Anyway, they would die anyway, so it would be better to die a more heroic death.
Facing Chu Ling'er's sword energy, a sneer appeared on Pix's face. Thor's hammer shone with the power of thunder and lightning, sending out a laser beam of thunder and lightning, which happened to collide with Chu Ling'er's sword energy.
"boom!!!"
The two collided together and exploded immediately, creating a shocking fire. The shock wave generated by the energy collision even sent Chu Ling'er flying backwards for more than ten meters. With a popping sound, she spat out a mouthful of energy. The black blood mist rolled on the ground seven or eight times, and I couldn't get up for a long time.
However, no one noticed that such a powerful energy shock wave spread and blew Chu Ling'er so far away that the ground was lifted up. However, Qin Hao's body lying in the pothole did not move at all, as if Not affected at all.
PS: Because there are five updates, I guess I won’t be able to get up at 12 noon, so the update at 12 noon is postponed. There will be three updates today, but it may not be possible on time, okay? . . . . . . . . . . (To be continued)