"What nonsense are you talking about? I am Qin Hao, the son of my parents. I am only twenty-two years old this year, and that body is mine. You, a bandit, robbed my things and said I shouldn't Exist? Are you being unreasonable? Do you really think you are a bandit?" Qin Hao was so angry that no one would be happy to hear this. Isn't this nonsense!
The golden-armored Qin Hao sighed slightly: "You are just the good thoughts and beliefs in my heart, not the real me. However, a fake like you was able to be reborn after thousands of years, but I must live on through you. It’s simply pathetic, shameful, and hateful…”
"Are you sick? Brother, if you are mentally abnormal, just tell me and I won't laugh at you. I will contact the best psychiatrists in the world for you and I will definitely make you recover!" Qin Hao felt that the guy in front of him was really sick. What nonsense was he talking about, thinking he was cultivating an immortal? Have you read too many fairy tales? Is it possible to kill three corpses and achieve the supreme path
Although these things are indeed described in classics, in these days, there are no gods or monsters. Those guys in the West who claim to be gods are just monsters who can live longer because of their cultivation. , which is the same as his special physique. If you really compare them with the legendary gods, they are not on the same level at all.
"Hmph! You were the one who made the wrong mistake back then. If it hadn't been for you, how could such a tragedy have happened? You lost me, so that ended up like that, and I became what I am now, with low-level and despicable people. The races are mixed together, and they are willing to degenerate and perish!" Qin Hao in golden armor didn't care about Qin Hao's ridicule. Perhaps, he didn't understand those terms at all. For a monster who had been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years, a psychiatrist like this The term is too unfamiliar and difficult to understand.
"Only when you get me can you be the real you and the real me! Only in this way can we be the real kings of the demon clan and the masters of this world! Only then can we avenge our clansmen and what happened back then. Sorry, please seek justice!"
Qin Hao frowned. The guy in front of him gave him a very bad feeling. Thinking carefully about the words of the old bald donkey in the mountain temple before, he couldn't help being shocked; "Are you a demon?! I'm sorry, buddy, I think you may have really found the wrong person. If you say this to those ambitious people, it may be effective. To people like me who have no ambitions, hehe, it is just a waste of time. You know my wife, no, Is that how my ex-wife would describe me? I'm idle, not thinking about progress, just waiting to die. Do you think I'm too lazy to go and conquer the world with you?"
"You will!" Jin Jia Qin Hao seemed to trust his own judgment without any hesitation, "You say you can't now just because after thousands of years, you don't have the memories you should have, and time has diluted everything. As long as I remind you of that, of your bloody past, of the love, hate, greed and obsession you once had, of who you are in the true and essential sense... "
Having said that, he stopped talking and stepped forward. Qin Hao frowned slightly and took a step back: "Hey, what are you going to do? After all, don't do anything. Hey, I told you not to come over. What are you going to do..."
Regardless of Qin Hao's shouting, the golden-armored Qin Hao walked straight in front of him. The distance between the two was less than a few centimeters, and the latter was still going forward. Qin Hao suddenly became anxious, but could not move, so he could only shout anxiously: "Hey , no matter whether you are me or not, I am you or not, but I definitely don’t have any hobbies like that. What I like is girls, so don’t get too close, ah... "
Seeing the other person's face getting closer and closer to him, almost touching each other, Qin Hao was about to cry. What does this mean? Are you trying to take advantage of yourself
However, just when Qin Hao thought that the two were about to come into physical contact, the golden-armored Qin Hao turned into nothingness like a soul and sank directly into his body.
Qin Hao was immediately horrified and shouted: "I, Cao, what do you mean? Come out quickly. Who let you in? I... ah..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt a sharp pain in his head, as if a series of images came over him, just like the dream he had had, it was still the same place, it was still the bloody war, it was still the same place. It was a golden figure, which seemed to be him, but also seemed not to be him.
The pain was so unbearable that he was sweating profusely. The beads of sweat were like broken pearls, falling continuously and disappearing without a trace before they touched this space.
"You have fallen to such an extent and are so weak that you cannot even accept this message from the divine consciousness. How can you deserve to exist in this world, and how can you deserve to fight for this body?" Qin Hao did not open his mouth, but there was something in his body. The voice of the Demon King came out, his words full of contempt and contempt.
Qin Hao wanted to speak, but nothing could come out. His brain felt so swollen that it was about to explode. He was in so much pain that he simply couldn't accept the images and messages.
In the mid-air above the cruise ship, Qin Hao, who had been motionless like an old monk in trance, suddenly began to go crazy. He covered his head and roared loudly, with an expression of extreme pain. At the same time, endless sun flames came out of his body and surrounded him, as if he was lost. Average control, running around everywhere.
"What's wrong with him? Why is this happening all of a sudden?" Sensing the shocking pressure coming from mid-air, Christina felt a little frightened and asked anxiously.
Huo Yuhao was also very worried about Qin Hao's behavior at this moment. After careful observation, he said: "If my guess is right, he let me go just now, for no other reason than that Qin Hao has begun to wake up. Now, Qin Hao Hao and another personality in his body are fighting for control of his body, which is why he appears so out of control."
He couldn't tell what kind of monster the golden-armored Qin Hao was. Even Qin Hao himself didn't know the origin, let alone him, so he could only describe it as a second personality.
"What should we do? Xiaoyu, do you have any idea?" Zhang Chao asked.
Huo Yuhao shook his head slightly: "I can't do it. No one can do it. This kind of thing can only be done by himself. No matter whether an external force hurts one of them, the other will be hurt as well. What's more, he It’s obviously out of control now and we can’t get close at all.”
"Then let him go like this?" Zhang Chao was obviously very dissatisfied with the inaction and said anxiously.
"What can we do except believe in him now? Zhang Xiaobai, don't forget, he is Qin Hao, the king of SK, the man we follow! Don't you believe him? I believe he will not kill Me, so I survived, what about you?"
"Of course I believe it..." Zhang Chao said without any hesitation, "Yes, I also believe in the boss. He can definitely do it. He can definitely create miracles and the king returns!" (To be continued)