"I... I want to see him... please... please... let me see..."
One hand grabbed the old monk's calf, Kong Kong lowered his head, and saw Luo Mi Fei tightly grasping his trouser leg, her face mixed with dirt and light blood was full of pleading.
"Hey... It's that kid. I asked him to join the army for training. After just over a year, he ran abroad without saying a word. After he came back, he caused so many messy things and was in debt." Kong was annoyed. He scratched his hairless bald head and looked helplessly at Concubine Luo Mi: "Girl, I know that boy's temper very well. I also know how he treats you. Let me ask you, Is it worth it?"
"It's worth it..." Concubine Luo Mi almost tried her best to get up from the ground. Her body was even more shaky and she might fall down at any time. "From the moment I made up my mind to follow him for the rest of my life, everything about me is him." Yes, everything I did for him was done willingly, just to let me die..."
As she said, it was precisely because of what she did that she received such insulting taunts from a loyal dog of the Human Emperor. She was the majestic Queen of the Killer Realm, Luo Shen!
"Okay, you go get some sleep first!" A touch of unbearability and pain flashed in the surprisingly empty eyes. It seemed that she didn't want to listen to Concubine Luo Mi anymore. She slowly brushed her hand from Concubine Luo Mi's neck, and Concubine Luo Mi just said I felt a pain in my neck, the world was spinning, my body went limp and I fainted on the ground.
"Old monster! What did you do to Luo Luo?!" Lance was really a weakling who couldn't be beaten to death. He ran over again with a disgraced face, just in time to see Luo Mifei falling down, he couldn't help roaring.
"Don't worry, she just fainted." Kong Kong glanced at the latter and waved his hand helplessly, "Little guy, if you go far away, you can save a small life. Take this girl away quickly, I am I won’t let you see that kid, but you can wait until she wakes up and tell her that the kid will be fine and he will go back safely. Also, let her remember to abide by the agreement."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and disappeared into thin air.
"Hey, old monster, don't run away..." Lance shouted and wanted to chase after him, but he looked at Concubine Luo Mi who had fainted on the ground, and then at himself who was covered in bruises and lacked strength, and finally had no choice but to sigh helplessly. He put Concubine Luo Mi on his shoulders and turned to leave.
Back on the mountain, Kong Kong saw the figure of his apprentice all the way away, and couldn't help but frown: "Why are you up, kid? Didn't I tell you not to move around?"
"Master, haven't I been sleeping for several days and my bones are itching?" Qin Hao chuckled, "It's still Master's herbal medicine. For such a serious injury, you can get out of bed after just applying it for a few days. If we can mass-produce it and sell it outside, we will definitely make a lot of money!"
The medicinal mud grinded by the old monk Kong Kong was really effective. Qin Hao, who was covered in bruises and bruises, was able to get out of bed and walk in just a few days. Most of the wounds were healed, leaving only shallow marks. With the speed of his body's self-repair, , it is estimated that nothing will be visible in less than two days.
However, this does not mean that he can rest assured. Both he and the old monk knew that the damage caused by the nuclear explosion was minimal, and the damage to the surface material of the wound was minimal. What is important is the damage caused by super nuclear radiation to the body. Impact.
"Bah! You kid can't stand it after how many days of sleep? If the monk and I hadn't arrived in time, you kid would have been prepared to lie dead for the rest of his life!" As soon as he saw Qin Hao, this kid's unreliable and careless look, he felt empty. He was angry, "In order to save you, a prodigal boy, Monk, all the little inventory I had worked hard for decades to get was used as mud and wiped. How many fine rare elixirs, oh..."
Qin Hao knew that he was in the wrong, so he didn't retaliate after being scolded by Kong Kong with a long sigh. He just smiled and said, "Master said, thank you for your kindness. How about I go catch a pheasant for master?"
"Come on, with your appearance, kid, I might as well count on Dahuang." Kong Kong pulled open the wine gourd on the side, poured a few sips of wine on himself, paused for a moment, and said, "Hey, kid, stay with us. Isn’t it good to accompany this old man like me? I must leave?”
Qin Hao sat on the ground, regardless of the uneven ground full of stones, and found a comfortable position to lie down, squinting and lazily basking in the sun: "Old guy, I have my own life. Besides, You are not someone who can stay in one place for long, so why are you worried about me, an ineffective apprentice, staying here all the time?"
"I'm worried about you!" The old guy kicked a stone away from his feet. He didn't care about Qin Hao's disrespectful attitude and said irritably: "You have lost all your cultivation now, and there are all kinds of things left in your body." With the chaotic particle elements, ordinary people may not be able to hurt you. If you meet a master, you will definitely die. Monk, I am the only closed disciple like you in my life. If someone kills you and spreads the word, I will still be shameless. Already?"
"Don't worry, master, I won't die that easily." Qin Hao raised his arm, spread his fingers, and covered it in front of his eyes. He looked at the dazzling sun in the sky through the gap between his fingers and said, "I am so cultivated." I don’t know if there is any possibility of recovery. If I am destined to be a disabled person in this life, I can’t let you protect me for the rest of my life. Besides, you are so old, you might die one day. By then, if someone If you want my life, don’t I have to wait for death?”
"I know you kid can't spit out ivory from your dog's mouth! That's all, I can't control you no matter what you want. Anyway, your kid is pretty much good now. If it's not good, I can't do anything about it. , I’ll pack up my things and leave tomorrow, so I won’t let you see it!” The old monk Kong Kong said these words in anger, and angrily entered the house carrying the wine gourd.
Qin Hao smiled and said nothing.
After a while, the old monk ran out of the house again and threw a tattered ancient book he found out from nowhere at Qin Hao's face: "This "Tao Zang" is the book I went to Longhu Mountain to look for Niubi not long ago. The old Taoist spent a lot of effort to get it. If you try to figure it out yourself, maybe I can help you. As for the other things, don’t ask. You also know how special your pure Yang body is. Others’ It may not be suitable for you. Even I can't explain some of the things that happen to you. Everything needs to be explored by yourself."
"However, there is one thing I can tell you. You should be as careful as possible about that white-haired boy and the girl named Luo Mi Fei. Also, regarding the Holy Sect, you can hide if you can. If you can't hide, you can't. Don’t go too far, you are no match!”
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the room. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped again, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Tonight, let's have a drink. Tomorrow, you will go down the mountain, and I will continue to travel in the clouds." . Remember, be careful in everything. Next time, if you encounter disaster again, I may not be able to save you!"
Qin Hao remained silent and let the ancient book cover his face, as if he was asleep. It was not until a long time later that Qin Hao pulled open the ancient book covering his face, revealing his red eyes, and murmured in the direction of the house. He muttered: "Master, thank you..."
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The Qiao family went bankrupt and Mu Qing was also arrested. He admitted all the facts of the Meng Qiulan murder case, including the three masterminds Xu Fanghua, Liu Dongchen, and Qiao Yuan. After getting the evidence, Fang Wen immediately I took people to the private club, but found that except for Qiao Yuan, who had committed suicide by taking poison, Liu Dongchen and Xu Fanghua were nowhere to be seen.
It has been almost half a month since the accident, and the news of Qin Hao's departure can no longer be concealed. In addition to Song Yao, Lin Xinyi and others who have known the truth for a long time, Dai Qianni and others who have been kept in the dark have also learned from their respective The news was more or less received through various channels.
For several days, the atmosphere in Tianhai was gloomy, and even the news media stopped. Everything returned to calm, but the silence was so depressing and terrifying, as if it was the calm before the storm.
On a train heading to Tianhai, Qin Hao was fighting for food wholeheartedly, and in front of him was a table full of food, including lunch boxes, instant noodles, and various snacks. Passenger doors around him They all stared blankly at the scene in front of them, wondering if this guy was reincarnated as a starving ghost, or if he hadn't eaten in a few days. Could he have finished moving the flight attendant's trolley
However, none of the people riding the train were rich people. Although they were a little surprised by Qin Hao's wild appetite and way of eating, most of them smiled kindly, and some even made videos of them and shared them on some social platforms. , and didn’t mean to look down on him.
In fact, Qin Hao himself didn't know why. Since he lost his cultivation, he has become more and more edible. In the past, he had no desire for food. The reason why he ate was because of his preference for delicious food. To put it bluntly, he was greedy.
But now, he can really feel hungry anytime and anywhere. Moreover, after a normal person's meal, his stomach is still empty and he is so hungry that he can only continue to eat until he has eaten about ten people's portions of food. I could barely feel that there was something in my stomach, about five minutes full.
Speaking of which, he himself felt a little unbelievable. Looking at his flat belly, he didn't know where his food was late. Even if he is a big eater, after eating so much, it is another matter whether he is full or not, but his stomach It will definitely rise.
If we must follow the law of conservation of energy, these things should be converted into body energy, right? I don't know how my body will be different from before without my cultivation.
He took out a cigarette and lit it. Qin Hao walked out of the carriage and went to the bathroom. He looked out the window and took a strong puff. He touched the short stubble of his hair that had just grown out and felt a little irritated for no reason.
Losing his cultivation means losing his ability to protect others and himself. In this world, there are not even ten thousand but eight thousand people who want to kill him, and there are countless people who have hatred against him. In the past, he could rely on his strength and not be afraid, but now, he had to think deeply about whether he should change his mind.
It turns out that when he heard the words "No matter how advanced your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of bullets," he would always smile disdainfully. But after escaping from the nuclear explosion this time, he understood that there are really things in this world that can threaten his life. Quite a few, even if he is just an ordinary human being, with these super weapons, he still has to burp, not to mention that he has no cultivation level now.
He doesn't know if he is right or wrong to go back now. For him, the only weakness should be the women around him who have no ability to protect themselves. If he goes back like this, will it bring disaster to them
From a rational point of view, the best choice is to just not show up and confirm the news of his death. Then no one will seek revenge from him, and time will eventually dilute everything.
But, is this really good? If we never see each other for the rest of our lives, is this really the right choice
Just when Qin Hao was worrying about these, a voice suddenly came from his ears and woke him up from his meditation.
PS: Three thousand five hundred words are sent. Regarding the price, let me say it again. I am the author. I signed a contract with the website. I write the number of words and the website pays me. Other than that, I have nothing to do with this book. For other rights, this book is sold to the website, so I can't do anything about the price. One penny. If you think this is too much, you can contact the website. It's useless to contact me, just like the first book. Book Fairy King, the website told me to stop after one million words, so I have to stop. What can I do? . . . . . (To be continued)