Qin Hao asked casually, but Wang Cheng did not dare to answer casually. Instead, he sorted out the sentences in his mind and then slowly said: "Xuan Tianzhan, the young master of Hongye Hall, with the body of Xuan Ying, is called Mo The number one genius in Yang City, he is conceited and arrogant, but he is deeply loved by his father, and he admires Miss Song Yu very much, but it seems that Miss Song Yu doesn't like Xuan Tianzhan very much."

"Where's the strength?"

"It was at the peak of the fourth level two years ago, and now I'm afraid it has reached the fifth level."

Wang Cheng said uncertainly, and Qin Hao sneered. It was really just a casual question, and he had no intention of getting into any more trouble with this person.

After asking some more questions about the flight, Qin Hao suddenly cleared his throat. In Wang Cheng's horrified eyes, his stature suddenly shortened and his voice gradually became slightly dull.

Standing in front of Wang Cheng, Qin Hao compared his height, grinned, looked at Wang Cheng, and said lightly: "How about it, this voice is very similar to yours."

As if adjusting the audio, Qin Hao's chest tightened and his vocal cord muscles trembled, copying Wang Cheng's voice like a voice change.

Looking at the scene in front of him, except for a pair of eyes, the man was almost the same as him. The feeling of panic in his heart was too terrible. Wang Cheng was horrified and finally realized how the man in front of him had changed. A face similar to his own.

If this thing happened to others, Wang Chengdang would not be able to praise his skill, but if it happened in front of his own eyes, he would be nakedly horrified.

"You, are you a human or a ghost?"

Following the Chamber of Commerce for many years, Wang Cheng thought he was well-informed, but he had never heard of someone who could control his own muscles and bones at will, imitate and change at will, and was filled with incredible fear.

Qin Hao smiled sinisterly and scolded in Wang Cheng's voice: "Don't you think my clothes look familiar?"

Qin Hao's fingertips slid along his shoulders, and a whip mark could be faintly seen on his clothes. Wang Cheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and at this moment he finally noticed something unusual, "It's you."

"Yes, it's me," Qin Hao said lightly, but the expression on his face was stiff and indifferent, which made Wang Cheng feel strange again.

But in the next breath, his scalp went numb, his whole body felt like falling into an ice cave, and he screamed uncontrollably.

Qin Hao's face was expressionless. He took out a sharp bone spur with his index finger and inserted it into Wang Cheng's throat. He twisted it gently like a key and with a click, Wang Cheng's throat was crushed. His expression was still frozen in fear. .

Hundreds of insects emerged along the tips of Qin Hao's bones, scrambling to climb onto Wang Cheng's face. Soon there was a rustling sound of gnawing, as if they were being corroded by corpse water. Wang Cheng's skull gradually shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then his entire body.

The black parasite eats everything, and everything in the world can become its food supply. It is the best convenience in the world to use it to destroy corpses and eliminate traces, without leaving even a trace.

Qin Hao's eyelids suddenly twitched, a faint halo of light emerged from Wang Cheng's body, and the insects made an excited sound eager to eat.

There seems to be a pale little person in the aperture, with his eyes closed, like a miniature corpse, which is slowly dissipating. At this speed, after 3 seconds, it will turn into the purest energy and dissipate in the air. .

"This is the soul"

A thunder exploded in Qin Hao's mind, and an image word flashed inexplicably, which made his heart skip a beat and his eyes widened suddenly.

His right eye was beating. Weirdly, Qin Hao seemed to see his right eye turn into a whirlpool, and a white bolt shot out from the eye. The invisible material looked like a white snake, or a single tentacle of a monster, and even more. Like a shaking chain, silently, it was photographed above the halo.

Qin Hao was so blessed that he spat out two words from between his teeth: "Heart-Taking"

Soul-capturing: My right eye can see the soul, and I can absorb all living things. Kill them again and again before they die. A line of writing flashed through Qin Hao's mind.

In front of his eyes, Wang Cheng's soul seemed to be wrapped in circles of white chains, so tightly wrapped that no trace of light could escape. It seemed that the space enclosed by the chains was something else. One side of the world is completely isolated from this big world.

In short, Wang Cheng's soul did not dissipate anymore. Instead, like a transparent water balloon, it fell honestly into Qin Hao's palm.

The soul has no temperature or color, but strangely, Qin Hao can see that the little man with his eyes closed inside, shrunk countless times, is Wang Cheng.

At this moment, Wang Cheng's soul closed his eyes tightly, and his body curled up into a ball, motionless. When the soul fell into the palm of Qin Hao's hand, he felt a cold breath, very cold, a kind of coolness that was different from body temperature. , but a coolness that cannot be described in words.

chill from the soul

Qin Hao stared at the palm of his hand with some curiosity. Wang Cheng's closed eyelids seemed to be trembling, as if he was having a nightmare. He could clearly feel a kind of fear from the palm of his hand, pure fear, pure fear. In addition, , there is no other emotion.

It was not fear of Qin Hao, but facing the top of the biological chain. It was the trembling of an ant meeting a Tyrannosaurus rex, the powerless despair and instinctive horror of food meeting a predator.

He couldn't explain it clearly, but Qin Hao could feel it all.

"What is the soul used for? It cannot be reincarnated."

Qin Hao frowned slightly. He was opposed to the idea of ​​reincarnation. He was very much in favor of the idea of ​​an afterlife. However, the scene where the light disappeared just now had absolutely nothing to do with reincarnation.

There may be reincarnation, but it is definitely not what Wang Cheng's soul will do.

"Kill again and again to die," Qin Hao thought silently in his heart. He stared at the soul in front of him with interest, and the rustling sounds in his ears stopped.

Qin Hao looked at the ground in surprise. Wang Cheng's body had not been completely devoured, but these single-celled bugs spontaneously stopped eating when he did not order them to stop. Instead, they stared anxiously and eagerly. Holding the soul in Qin Hao's hand.

"Eat. Eat. Eat."

Thoughts were passed into Qin Hao's mind one by one, and the consciousness of the insects was rioting.

Qin Hao frowned, ignoring the desires of the insects, but ordered them to continue destroying the corpses and eliminating traces, while he began to concentrate on studying the souls in his hands.

"Humans have souls, and I can see souls. What about animals? Do animals have souls? If so, why didn't I see it? Why didn't I see the soul the first moment I killed him? But after a while, when the insect After nearly devouring Wang Cheng’s corpse, I could see his soul. What would happen if I didn’t devoure the corpse?”

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