There was a piercing sound of "chichi" in the air.

On the muddy black ground, circles of ripples exploded, and transparent fishing lines were woven into a huge fishing net in the air, with sharp fishing hooks on top of the fishing net.

There were rotten white corpses hanging on the hooks.

All of a sudden, Naila tilted her head and stared down at the ground, her eyelids being cut open like lightning.

beneath them. . . .

Qin Hao walked slowly and leisurely step by step, stepping on the black soil, his eyes narrowed slightly, scarlet light spinning faintly, Qin Hao's fingers were wrapped with circles of fishing line .

The ten fingers seemed to have nothing to do with each other, each making strange and bizarre movements, either bending, straightening, deflecting, or even twisting. . . . . .It doesn't look like it can be done by human hands at all, but rather like ten molluscs, arranging various strange shapes wantonly.

Qin Hao was using each of his fingers to manipulate the fishing net above his head that seemed to be floating out of thin air. One body after another was fished out, and then another body was thrown down.

Salvage, throw away, clear division of labor, orderly, everything is in order.

Ok

In a pure black world and monotonous and repetitive work, Qin Hao suddenly became very interested in the place under his feet.

This black land is so vast that it is impossible to distinguish the southeast from the left. The blood moon in the sky always hangs directly above the head. This is very unreasonable.

One explanation is: time is stopped;

One explanation is: the blood moon is stationary;

Qin Hao couldn't tell. The moon above his head was too far away from him. It was so far away that he could only focus on the earth under his feet.

Although Qin Hao's intuition told him that the blood moon was very strange, it made him feel cold in his heart.

This is really a helpless thing, and it is also an extremely interesting thing, especially when fishing out corpses like fishing treasures, the joy of that moment is really,

Extraordinarily interesting

"Bodies flooded into the sea and were buried under the earth. The muddy earth was like a calm ocean. Does this imply that this world is a dead sea with no living people?"

Qin Hao sneered, and the black mountain behind him had completely disappeared on the horizon.

"So, who is the person who dug out the Sharingan?"

The cold soliloquy echoed across the land, and no one answered his doubts.

White eyes, white eyes, white eyes. . . . .They looked like dead fish eyes, and suddenly, a flash of bright red appeared in his eyes.

"Writing Wheel Eye"

A corpse was quickly pulled over, wearing the clothes of the Uchiha clan. The eyelids were cut open and stiffened outwards, and a bright red light came out.

Red like a gem.

"puff"

The corpse fell to the ground. Qin Hao opened his palms and saw a pair of red eyes. Inside the eyes was a round of tadpole-shaped magatama, reflecting the cold black light.

Surprisingly, it’s really the Sharingan, even though it’s just a single magatama Sharingan.

Qin Hao observed carefully, took a deep breath, and then confirmed that these were indeed a pair of Sharingan eyes, and there was no possibility of mistaking them.

"interesting"

Qin Hao stared at the ground under his feet, his eyes were very serious and full of scrutiny, and there was a hint of vigilance in the deepest part of his eyes.

Because, that moment just now. . . .Qin Hao felt a faint stinging sensation in his left eye. It was not obvious, but it was roughly equivalent to the pain caused by a drop of ice water splashing into his eye.

but. . . . .

The sense of pain without any reason does exist, and pain is always the most real touch of the body.

"system"

Qin Hao thought silently in his heart.

A template pops up on the retina. It is a static and monotonous template, and there is still no prompt information on it.

"exchange"

Qin Hao's voice was as cold as a knife.

Two breaths passed without any changes. The system did not give feedback, or in other words, it gave a real answer.

Qin Hao's face suddenly turned dark, as dark as ink and as black as iron.

"Hehehe"

Qin Hao let out a sinister sneer, and a breath of substance burst out from his body, like countless black tentacles setting off a stormy sea.

Circles of terrifying ripples rippled on the ground, rolling and exploding corpses one after another.

This was followed by a series of sounds of limbs being minced, each corpse being torn into pieces by kunai, the bloody limbs falling back to the ground, and then a scarlet eyeball falling to the ground, but strangely not sinking into it. Quagmire.

Bright red, bright red, dazzling, on the black ground, like a bloody light piercing Qin Hao's eyes.

The red eyes and black magatama are connected together like a blade. Even if they are stationary, they give people the illusion of spinning.

Kaleidoscope writing wheel

A sharp, evil, deep, and strange aura seeped out of his eyes.

Qin Hao's expression changed from gloomy to ferocious, his eyes were burning, as if they were about to melt. He snorted coldly, crushed the single magatama Sharingan in his hand, and then stepped out with the soles of his feet. .

click

The sound of something breaking.

Qin Hao stood frozen on the spot and let out a painful howl. Thick black blood oozed from his eyes. The sand on his entire cheek was suddenly dyed black and peeled off completely.

The ground trembled, and Qin Hao's entire figure seemed to be frozen in place. The soles of his feet were less than three inches away from the Mangekyō Sharingan on the ground, but he could not step down.

A black mask fell to the ground and squirmed to cover it. Then, the muddy ground slowly arched under Qin Hao's feet, forming a human shape.

Like a fallen person, he was hunching his back, slowly getting up from the ground, pushing up Qin Hao's feet inch by inch, and then, the black figure with a squirming surface like a mudflow completely stood up. got up.

There was no face on the face, except for a pair of pupils that were deeply sunken. The Mangekyo Sharingan on the ground floated up in front of Qin Hao's eyes, and then penetrated into the eye sockets.

"You shouldn't refuse."

A harsh, cold, and chilling voice came from Qin Hao's body. Qin Hao's face was horrified, and he saw a wisp of black air flying out of his eyes, and then penetrated into the Mangekyō Sharingan eye on the opposite side.

A dazzling black light flashed.

Qin Hao felt as if he was hit head-on by a mountain. His whole body seemed to be falling apart. His whole body rose into the air and flew backwards.

A thousand-meter-long torrent was drawn on the ground, and a deep ravine seemed to tear the earth apart from it. . . .

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