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"Oh, don't be nervous, I'm not interested in men." Qin Hao added. He clearly heard Zhang Lang let out a sigh of relief, and then his face darkened.

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

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

"..." Zhang Lang wanted to say, "Lucky you, you are paralyzed. You have chosen a woolen thread. What kind of garlic are you? I just want to become a true disciple." . .You are a guy who comes out of nowhere, just like being in charge of Qingyun Sect. Even if you are more powerful than me, it is your turn. Who are you?

Of course, he didn't dare to say this. He kept a naive expression on his face and listened carefully, thinking that Qin Hao was an inexplicable madman in his heart.

"You do not believe"

Qin Hao suddenly grinned, showing his white teeth, "It's okay, you will believe it, I promise."

With a flick of his index finger, a bone spur appeared through his fingertips, and he rushed towards Zhang Lang with a cold sweat. The white bone spur was extremely sharp, and there were irregular barbs on both sides, which had a great visual impact. Especially when the bone spur hit his eyelids, the impact was suddenly amplified 1 times, making Zhang Lang feel a cold air passing through his eyelids and sweeping through 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 and honest 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, with an indifferent expression. He stabbed Zhang Lang's left eyelid with his fingertips, pierced the opponent's eyeball, and then with a slight pull, he took out an eyeball alive from Zhang Lang's eye socket. When he came out, he pinched it into dust with one wrong finger.

"Ahhh, my eyes."

Zhang Lang was in pain and howled miserably, but Qin Hao's fingertips touched his other eyelid and said in a cold voice: "Shut up."

The screams stopped suddenly, 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. I think you will believe every word I say and remember it firmly in your heart, right?"

Zhang Lang nodded desperately, and Qin Hao slowly retracted his finger, "Now, I believe you really believe it."

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

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

"Very good, usually people who know how to disguise can live longer." Qin Hao said as he opened his palm and showed a red Sharingan.

"This world is unfair. Some people are born with special physiques and are born geniuses. Some people have powerful parents and are blessed with unique resources. However, more people can only have mediocre qualifications and rely on one person. Struggling hard and hard, you will either die in the hands of those people in the end, or become a mediocre ant... Just like you, even if you get a few jasper lotus seeds, what can you do? You are better than the natural sword heart and cold sword. How can he be compared to Lin Dong, who has the body of a yellow dragon, let alone those geniuses who are on the third level?"

Zhang Lang covered his eyes tightly and looked 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, now you will get a chance, a chance to change mediocrity."

Qin Hao placed the Sharingan on Zhang Lang's palm and said calmly: "Transplant it, an eye that is the same as mine, and you will get a special bloodline Sharingan that is far stronger than the natural sword heart and the body of a yellow dragon. The blood in the eyes continues.

"

"These will be your new eyes and new power..." Qin Hao showed a devilish smile, and a black insect appeared on the tip of his finger again. Looking at Zhang Lang, his pupils shrank hard again.

"Don't try to take out this bug, you will die. This is the price of your power. When I want to find you, you will know it and come here to meet me."

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

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

The sound gradually faded away. Zhang Lang got soaked all over and slowly got up from the ground. His left eye was hollow and his face was livid and ugly. He gritted his teeth and wanted to curse but didn't dare to speak out. In the end, he had to let out a long sigh, as if accepting his fate. He opened the palm of his right hand and stared at the Sharingan. His heart was in a state of turmoil, and it took him a long time to leave the place.

. . . . . . .

Another three days later.

The rain was falling heavily, and the dark sky seemed to be falling, making people feel extremely depressed.

In a mass grave 20 miles west of the Qingyun Sect, a stooped boy knelt down in front of a tombstone. On the tombstone was engraved in blood, "Brother Li Yun's tomb, brother Li Zong stood in tears."

He was kneeling there, looking not tall. The cold rain slid across his face. The hair on the corner of his mouth showed that he was not old, but there was no trace of immaturity on his face. It was as if it were dead. numbness.

"Brother has already worshiped Qingyun. You will be buried here first. I swear that one day, sooner or later, I will kill the Qingyun Sect and use the entire Qingyun Sect to build a tomb to bury you... Just wait."

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

It's raining harder and harder

Li Zong turned around suddenly, and saw a man stepping on the rain and looking at him indifferently.

"With your qualifications, even if you join Qingyun, you won't be able to avenge yourself in your lifetime."

Li Zong stared at the man's pair of pupils that were unusually bright in the night, and answered in a strange way: "Kill every one you can, and keep killing him until I die."

The voice was unequivocal and unequivocal.

"How old are you"

17-year-old Li Zong did not answer this time and turned around to leave.

Qin Hao smiled casually, silently thinking about redemption in his heart, and turned out two red Sharingan eyes in his palm, and said lightly: "I can give you the power of revenge."

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