"Oh, don't be nervous, I'm not interested in men. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Qin Hao added, he obviously heard Zhang Lang breathe a sigh of relief, and then his face turned dark.

Well, this is just a cold joke, Qin Hao's expression was also a little cold, so Zhang Lang naturally felt his heart tighten.

"Qingyun Sect is about to change, and in the near future, I will be in charge of Qingyun, but before that, I need some chess pieces to do things for me, and fortunately, you were chosen."

“。。。。。。” Zhang Lang really wants to say that you are lucky that you are paralyzed, choose a yarn, which garlic are you, Uncle Ben just wants to become a true disciple... You guys who don't know where they came from, just like you're in charge of the Qingyun Sect, even if you're stronger than me, but is it your turn? Who are you?

Of course, he didn't dare to say this, he kept a simple expression on his face, listened carefully, and already regarded Qin Hao as an inexplicable madman in his heart.

"You don't believe me?"

Qin Hao suddenly grinned, revealing his white teeth, "It's okay, you'll believe it, I promise." ”

With a flick of the index finger, a bone spur was born through the fingertip, and the breath of cold sweat rushed towards Zhang Lang, the white spur was extremely sharp, and there were irregular barbs on both sides, which had a great visual impact, especially when this bone spur was on his eyelids, this impact was suddenly magnified 10,000 times, making Zhang Lang feel that there was a cold air through his eyelids, sweeping every cell in his body.

It's full of chills.

"You madman, what are you going to do?" Zhang Lang was like a frightened chicken, his face no longer had a simple expression, his face was covered with cold sweat, and he was extremely frightened.

"I'm trying to make you believe every word I say."

Qin Hao was unmoved, his expression was indifferent, his fingertips pierced Zhang Lang's left eyelid, pierced the opponent's eyeball, and then gently picked out, and took out an eyeball alive from Zhang Lang's eye socket, and with a mistake in his two fingers, it was pinched into dust.

"Ahhh

Zhang Lang was in pain and howled miserably, but Qin Hao's fingertips hit his other eyelid, and he said coldly: "Shut up." ”

The screams stopped abruptly, Zhang Lang covered his eyeballs with his left hand, and stared at Qin Hao with resentment and fear with his other eye.

"You see, actions are always more convincing than words, and I think you'll believe everything I say and keep it in your heart, right?"

Zhang Lang nodded desperately, and Qin Hao slowly withdrew his fingers, "Now, I believe that you really believe it." ”

"I will return to Qingyun Sect in the near future, when the time comes, you will know who I am, everything I said will come true, Leng Jian will die, Bai Wuji will die, many people will die, and I will be in charge of Qingyun, you will soon be glad to have met me today."

"Yes." Zhang Lang avoided Qin Hao's gaze and whispered.

"It's good, people who usually know how to disguise live longer." As Qin Hao spoke, he opened his palm and showed a red writing wheel eye.

"This world is unfair, some people are born with a special physique, born to be geniuses, some people have strong fathers, blessed with unique resources, and more people can only have mediocre qualifications, relying on a ruthless struggle, either die in the hands of those people, or become mediocre ants... Just like you, even if you get a few jasper lotus seeds, what can you do, are you better than the innate sword heart cold sword sheng, can you compare to the yellow dragon body Lin Dong, not to mention those Tianjiao who are on the third grade. ”

Zhang Lang covered his eyes tightly, his face was very ugly, because although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, he knew that what Qin Hao said was indeed infinitely close to the truth.

"You can't compare... Qin Hao spit out the answer coldly, and then said in a deep voice: "However, right now, you will get a chance, a chance to change the mediocrity." ”

Qin Hao put the writing wheel eye on Zhang Lang's palm, and said lightly: "Transplant it, an eye that is the same as mine, and you will obtain a special bloodline that is far stronger than the innate sword heart, the body of the yellow dragon, the blood inheritance of the writing wheel eye." ”

"It's going to be your new eyes, your new strength... Qin Hao showed a demonic smile, a black insect appeared on the tip of his finger again, and his pupils shrank fiercely as he watched Zhang Lang.

"Don't try to take out this bug, you're going to die, it's the price you pay for gaining power, you'll know when I want to find you, and come here to see me."

After Qin Hao finished speaking, Zhang Lang covered his left eye and screamed bitterly, there was a black insect inside the eye socket, which opened a thin passage and crawled directly into his skull, still and still, but he could clearly feel that there was something in his head, like a life-threatening spell.

"Complete the transplant as soon as possible, improve your strength, and wait for my orders."

The voice gradually faded away, Zhang Lang was soaked, slowly got up from the ground, his left eye was hollow, his face was blue and ugly, he gritted his teeth, wanted to curse but didn't dare to make a sound, and finally had to let out a long sigh, as if resigned to his fate, spread out the palm of his right hand, stared at the writing wheel, and went up and down in his heart, turning over the river and the sea, and left the place for a long time.

。。。。。。。

Three days later.

The rain was pouring down, and the black sky was gloomy as if it was about to fall, which made people feel unusually depressing.

In a mass grave 20 miles west of Qingyun Sect, a boy with a rickety figure knelt down in front of a tombstone, and the tombstone was engraved with blood, "Brother Li Yun's tomb, Brother Li weeps." ”

He knelt there, not looking tall, the cold rain slid across his face, and the velvet at the corners of his mouth showed that he was not very old, but there was no trace of immaturity on his face, a kind of numbness that seemed to be dead and silent.

"Brother has already worshiped Qingyun, you are buried here first, brother swears that sooner or later, he will kill the Qingyun Sect and use the entire Qingyun Sect to build a tomb to bury you... You wait. ”

The words were full of bloody hatred, but when it came out of this person's mouth, there was no murderous aura, on the contrary, it seemed unusually clean and clear, and it was very contradictory.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier!

Li Zong turned around sharply, and a man stepped on the rain and looked at him indifferently.

"With your qualifications, even if you worship Qingyun, you will not be able to revenge in your lifetime."

Li Zong stared at the man's pair of pupils that were unusually bright in the night, and replied in a ghostly manner: "If you can kill one, count one, and kill until I die." ”

The voice is unmistakable.

"How old are you?"

Seventeen-year-old Li Zong didn't answer this time, turned around and left.

Qin Hao smiled freely, silently recited the exchange in his heart, turned out two red writing wheel eyes in his palm, and said lightly: "I can bring you the power of revenge." ”