Douluo's giant

After Hao Heng finished speaking, Xue Qinghe laughed heartily three seconds later.

"Haha, Brother Meng, don't be nervous. You are already back. As long as we are here, no danger will threaten you."

"Brother Qinghe, I'm not joking with you. This matter is really dangerous and will endanger everyone's lives. Let's run away quickly."

Hao Heng shouted hurriedly.

Xue Qinghe stepped forward and pulled away without leaving any trace. Qian Renxue patted Hao Heng's shoulder and said: "Don't worry, Brother Meng, with my three guards here, even if the 10-year-old soul beast comes, there will be one The power of war.”

"Sir, you really dare to say that!"

The three Soul Douluo were startled and complained in their hearts, but they knew that a 10-year-old soul beast would not appear here, so naturally no one would slap Xue Qinghe in the face.

Xue Qinghe saw that Hao Heng still had a hurried look on his face. He opened his paper fan and fanned it a few times. He looked elegant and elegant. Compared with Hao Heng, he showed an aura of fearlessness in the face of danger. He chuckled and said: "Brother Meng, how can you do it?" , did you really attract a 10-year-old soul beast?"

Hao Heng gritted his teeth, thought for a moment, and said seriously: "Maybe more dangerous than a 10-year-old soul beast!"

Xue Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and the three Contras also looked tense.

Suddenly, there was a cry from the sky, Xue Qinghe raised his head, and a white-feathered eagle attacked them with sharp claws. He thought to himself: "That's it? It's still more dangerous than a 10-year-old soul beast. Brother Meng, you are too You look down on the 10-year-old soul beast too much."

He glanced at the shadowy middle-aged man and said, "Uncle Feng, open Brother Meng's eyes and let him see what Contra is like, a powerful existence."

Although the middle-aged man Yin Ying was dissatisfied with Xue Qinghe's pretense of his strength, what could he do? As the saying goes, eating the emperor's salary is the only way to be loyal to the emperor.

I saw his fingers forming seals, and eight rounds of soul rings appeared around him, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black, with one yellow and two purple lighting up at the same time.

He raised his hand and threw it into the sky, and dozens of black pills that were like sheep shit eggs were thrown into the air. When the black pills reached the highest point, a burst of light burst out from the black pills, broke open, and dozens of them grew out with a hiss. Strong thorny black thorns.

Ten black thorns appeared from the sky like mating pythons, entangled in pairs, and then the shadowy middle-aged man waved his hand, and the black light flashed on the thorns.

In an instant, seven black spears appeared in the sky, stabbing at the flying white-feathered eagle.

huh huh.

After the sound of bursts breaking through the air spread, everyone heard a sad eagle cry, and then saw the eagle lowering its head and falling.

Before the eagle landed, Xue Qinghe turned around and explained to Hao Heng, who had never seen the world before: "How about it, Brother Meng, have you seen it? Even if it is an eagle soaring in the sky, Contra said to kill it, Just raise your hand and kill, Uncle Feng, that's what it's like."

Xue Qinghe naturally wanted to give Yin Ying, a middle-aged man, a chance to show off. He knew that he couldn't do it alone, otherwise he would cause dissatisfaction from others.

But for some reason, the shadowy middle-aged man didn't reply to his words and looked at the sky dreamily.

Xue Qinghe frowned and turned around, looking at him strangely. Just as he was about to shout, he saw that the other two Contras also looked like they had seen a ghost.

He was not a fool. He immediately turned back and looked towards the sky. However, due to his height, he could only see black clouds.

When he was puzzled, a big hand came out from the side and grabbed Xue Qinghe's shoulder, throwing him away.

Xue Qinghe turned around in shock and looked at the fat man who had just made a move with his back turned to him. He was angry at his rudeness and heard the fat man yell: "Run, young master, run quickly!!!"

Xue Qinghe stood up and stared at him, wanting to say something else. The next moment, a terrifying scene came into his eyes.

He saw, not far away, soul beasts with ferocious expressions, huge bodies, and exuding terrifying auras, running towards them with bloody blood. At a glance, there were more than a hundred of them.

Xue Qinghe was so frightened that he froze in place, not knowing what to think.

Before he could recover, a strong and thick shoulder lifted him up, and he ran wildly away from the three of them, leaving behind the bloody collision caused by the tide of soul beasts.

The scene in front of him changed quickly. When the ice trees in front of him were a little sparse, Xue Qinghe finally recovered from the shock. He slapped the broad back of the man holding his waist hard, and roared angrily: "Let go." I'm coming down!"

After hearing the sound, Hao Heng looked back at him expressionlessly, then stepped heavily on the ground, plowing a deep mark and laying down Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe faced Hao Heng, smoothing the wrinkles on his clothes with trembling fingers. He looked at Hao Heng with a complicated expression. The emotional changes this man brought to him were unprecedented in his life.

First he felt contempt, then panic, then anger, and then he thought that he was the one who rescued himself from being in a daze, and he was a little grateful.

He took a deep breath and said heavily: "Fierce..."

As soon as he stopped speaking, a red sword tip emerged from his chest, dripping with bright red blood.

Xue Qinghe looked down at the tip of the sword in confusion, and when he looked back, he saw that the person holding the sword was the beauty he had been thinking about for the past few days, and his eyes widened a lot.

Qian Renxue looked cold, retracted her arm, and pulled out the sword.

The blood spattered from Xue Qinghe's heart was sprinkled on the ground. Xue Qinghe covered his chest and vomited blood. He raised his finger and pointed at Hao Heng and then Qian Renxue. He knelt down on the ground with a very unwilling expression and his pupils lost their expression.

Qian Renxue snorted coldly. Over the past few days, this guy had tried his best to pester her and tried to take advantage of her. If she hadn't been so smart, any other little girl would have fallen into this guy's hands long ago. , he is still a 12-year-old girl, how dare he?What a scumbag!

She stepped forward and kicked Xue Qinghe over, thinking that if the conditions and time did not allow it, she would have to let him try it first. The ten tortures of Wuhun Palace that she had prepared for the enemy who killed her father were accumulating in her mouth. She took a sip and was about to spit it in his face.

A hand reached out from behind and covered her mouth.

"Miss, don't get excited, his face is still useful."

Yu Nian's voice made Qian Renxue calm down, but she was also embarrassed at the same time. There was saliva in her mouth, but she couldn't swallow it or spit it out. She nodded quickly, and after Yu Nian let go of her hand, she glanced at her arms. Hao Heng, who was standing aside, covered his mouth and ran to a place where others could not see him and vomited it quietly.

When he came back, he took another surreptitious look at Hao Heng and found that he didn't pay attention to him. He was secretly relieved.

Hao Heng had no time to care about her. He was looking at Yu Nian intently.

Yu Nian's hands shone with a light yellow halo, and he walked to Xue Qinghe's head and squatted down, covering his cheeks with his hands. Seven soul rings appeared on his body, shining one after another.

After the seventh round of soul rings shone, five minutes had passed, and her hand left Xue Qinghe's cheek and took out a transparent human face mask from Xue Qinghe's face.

"Miss, come here."

Hearing Yu Nian's call, Qian Renxue walked up to her with a look of disgust and looked at the mask.

"You can't do it with a sullen face, miss, relax."

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and soon her face relaxed. Yu Nian held the mask in her hand and attached it to Qian Renxue's face, carefully gluing the edges.

Hao Heng stood behind her and watched quietly. When Yu Nian's hand left, Qian Renxue's body was covered by a layer of pale yellow light. Five minutes later, when the light dissipated, Qian Renxue turned her head, Hao Heng felt a tearing pain coming from the corner of his eye. His eyes could no longer open any wider, and his expression could no longer be astonished.

From the temperament to the appearance, from the eyes to the tips of the hair, including the body and... I don't know the invisible places.

In short, it looks like it, so much like it. If Xue Qinghe's body wasn't still lying on the ground, Hao Heng would never believe that he was dead. Now he understood why Bibi Dong was so sure that Qian Renxue could play Xue Qinghe.

Now I'm afraid Qian Renxue himself says that he is not Xue Qinghe, and I'm afraid everyone will just think that he has lost his mind and gone crazy.

"However, I always feel a little strange."

Hao Heng touched his chin and looked up and down the 'Xue Qinghe'.

He picked up the paper fan on the corpse, unfolded it, fanned it a few times, and asked with a smile on his face: "What's the matter, Brother Meng, is there something wrong with me?"

Hao Heng nodded, shook his head again, thought for a moment, lowered his head, looked at his still exposed body, his eyes lit up, and his fingertips stretched out to his pants.

Both Yu Nian and 'Xue Qinghe' were stunned and wanted to avoid it, but Hao Heng quickly pressed the emerald on his pants, took out two sets of men's clothes, and put on one of them the same clothes as Xue Qinghe's. , thrown to 'Xue Qinghe'

"How can any man wear a skirt in such a cold weather? Please change it quickly."