The battle between Qin Hao and Zhao Guohua at the abandoned base made too much noise. Fortunately, Bai Xiaochun dealt with it in time. The next day, the headlines of Tianhai's major portals and news media were all about the redevelopment and reconstruction of artificially reclaimed areas. Residents who were a little closer were still curious about what happened yesterday, but now everyone who read the news thought that yesterday's movement was caused by the explosion of the mountain.
In the Mu family villa, in Mu Qianxue's bedroom, Qin Hao was lying on the big bed. He suddenly sat up as if he had had a nightmare. Then he looked around in confusion and saw the familiar decoration. Just relaxed a little.
He rubbed his temples that were still tingling. He didn't know why he was here. He recalled what happened yesterday in his mind. He only remembered that he seemed to be seriously injured. He was very angry and wanted to tear that person into pieces. , and then everything went dark and I didn’t know anything.
Xiaoxue!
Qin Hao was suddenly startled, clenched his fists suddenly, and was about to turn over and get out of bed, but suddenly his expression froze, and his whole body froze, staring blankly at the sleeping figure lying beside the bed.
She is not dead! She is still alive! She's fine!
Not to mention how happy Qin Hao was at this time, he wished he could jump and scream like a child, but he was afraid of waking Mu Qianxue, so he could only endure it, just looking at her sideways and looking at her affectionately, his state of mind She also gradually became very peaceful. What about Zhao Guohua, what hatred, what hatred, nothing mattered at this moment, as long as she was fine.
After watching it for a while, Qin Hao suddenly discovered that the sleeping Mu Qianxue frowned and moved his neck, as if his posture was uncomfortable. Qin Hao slapped his forehead and couldn't help but secretly cursed himself for being stupid. Looking at how bright it was outside, it was estimated that Mu Qianxue had been looking after him like this for at least one night. When he was too tired, he would lie down on the bed and fall asleep. He would stay there for a long time. Of course such a position would be uncomfortable.
Getting out of bed lightly, Qin Hao reached out to the crook of Mu Qianxue's legs and picked her up like a princess, very slowly and extremely gently, just to avoid waking Mu Qianxue. But even so, Mu Qianxue, who had never felt safe and slept lightly, still woke up when Qin Hao touched her.
"Are you awake? Are you okay?" The two asked almost in unison, as if they were competing to speak, which was a bit funny.
Qin Hao took the initiative to apologize; "I'm fine, wife, I'm sorry for making you worry."
"Don't say you're sorry." Mu Qianxue put her index finger in front of Qin Hao's lips and said softly, "In the future, no matter what happens, no matter what you do, never say you're sorry to me, because everything doesn't matter. .As long as you stay with me, everything will be fine."
"Yes." Qin Hao responded softly, lowered his head, and buried his face in Mu Qianxue's neck. He felt a little sour in his heart. Although he was a man, although he was Qin Hao, at this moment, he couldn't help it. Want to cry.
This is the most touching love story he has ever heard in his life. Perhaps in the eyes of others, this is just a love story that normal couples would not bother to say. But for Mu Qianxue, who has never understood what romance is, this sentence should be The words that best express her true thoughts.
This sentence represents indulgence, care, and deep love. At the same time, it also represents Mu Qianxue's deep restraint on herself.
"Go to sleep and have a good rest. Don't go to the company today. I'm going to take care of some things and come back to cook for you in the evening." After holding Mu Qianxue for a while, Qin Hao slowly raised his head and put him on the bed gently. ~Go up, cover her with a quilt, and say with a smile.
Mu Qianxue nodded. Known as a workaholic, she surprisingly agreed to Qin Hao's suggestion and closed her eyes obediently.
Qin Hao leaned over and kissed Mu Qianxue's forehead gently, then carefully exited the room and slowly closed the door.
Taking a change of clothes and walking into the bathroom of the guest room, hot water poured down from the shower head. Qin Hao closed his eyes and meditated, and his mind calmed down. The memories of his previous confusion gradually came into his mind.
Bang!
Qin Hao punched the wall, and the marble tiles and cement were dented, leaving a pit the size of a fist.
Out of control again!
Qin Hao's muscles all over his body were tense, his teeth creaked, and he was filled with annoyance. The last time, his body was taken away by the Demon King, and he almost killed his good brother Qiu Lin with his own hands. This time, although the Demon Emperor did not show up to snatch his body, he almost killed everyone unconsciously and instinctively. Especially when he remembered that he had raised his hand and almost killed Mu Qianxue, he was almost shocked. I broke out in a cold sweat, and even though I was in hot water, my body kept getting cold.
As a martial arts practitioner who has already stepped into the realm of refining qi and becoming a god, how could he not know that there is always an inner demon in his heart when he touches the threshold of cultivation? Three years ago, if the old bald donkey hadn't stopped him in time, he would have gone crazy and single-handedly entered the military headquarters and killed all the high-level bosses.
After two and a half years of rest, although the old guy pulled him back from his obsessive state, the inner demons still existed. It was a necessary test given by God to those who practice martial arts. No one can eliminate it except Qin Hao himself. . There is only one possibility for outsiders to intervene, which is to kill Qin Hao. As long as Qin Hao is dead, no inner demons or obsessions will exist.
Because of the existence of inner demons, he cannot keep his spiritual platform clear at all times. Once he loses consciousness and cannot control his body, under the guidance of the inner demons and the evil energy, he will become as brutal as yesterday, killing and destroying. Get pure pleasure.
This evil energy has actually existed in his body for a long time, but it has never been under his control. He didn't know the reason at first, but since his trip to Paris, he has roughly noticed the reason. Because this power does not belong to him at all, or in other words, this power comes from the soul in his body that claims to be the Demon King, and he just borrowed it when he was possessed by the devil.
Having used that power, Qin Hao knew how evil that power was. It was conceivable how many killings the Demon King had endured before he could possess such a violent and ferocious evil nature. Therefore, he made up his mind that he would never give that guy any chance to take advantage of him. Although after the catastrophe, the guy never appeared again, as if he had just disappeared, Qin Hao knew that he would never Death, he is still alive.
Moreover, the strange thing is that after this narrow escape and runaway, his cultivation seems to have improved and improved, which is probably related to the power of the Demon King. After all, both the Demon King and the white-clothed scribe said that they were from the same source, and now that his cultivation level had improved again, he seemed to be able to sense a little bit of each other's existence, which forced him to identify with the two. What people say.
After taking a shower, Qin Hao changed his clothes and then went downstairs to go to the kitchen to make some breakfast for Mu Qianxue. When he arrived in the living room, he couldn't help but frown and looked at the two people sitting on the sofa with an unkind look.
A man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes sat there, chanting sutras softly in his mouth, like a big Buddha with a solemn appearance. Another man smelled of alcohol, with his eyes half-open and half-closed, listening to Buddhist sutras like a lullaby, falling asleep.
These two people were none other than Zhao Tiseng and Qin Tian who had come together early in the morning. (To be continued)