Naruto system rampages in another world

After just frowning, Qin Hao quickly listed the following two possibilities in his mind: the first is that Longtan is alive, which is the simplest and most direct logical answer; the second is that he himself is dead. Chapter 368: Naruto System Rampant in Another World

As for the second explanation, Qin Hao thought about it carefully and felt that it was not impossible. The first one was the function of the Sharingan, a mirror.

The system explains it this way: The world is a mirror, and I stand on the back of the mirror to block the secrets of heaven.

Ok

Tianji was blocked, so it makes sense to say that he was blocked and turned into a dead thing.Although Qin Hao said that he has not yet got a clue about the new abilities of the Sharingan, it is possible that they have already taken effect invisibly. As a person with rigorous thinking, he feels that this possibility It cannot be ruled out.

There is another explanation, which worries him more, that is, he himself is a dead thing. After all, there is a coffin in his consciousness, and aren't coffins used to contain dead people?Therefore, under the fate of heaven, he was judged to be a dead creature.

This is an error similar to a game bug. However, if this is really the explanation, the profound meaning behind it will make Qin Hao feel cold.

This involves an issue of priority, which is commonly known as putting the cart before the horse. He has always felt that he is real, and that the guy or soul in the body is an unknown creature and an outsider; but, is this really the case?

You know, strictly speaking, Qin Hao is a time traveler. To this world, he is a smuggler, and the coffin should have existed in this body before he woke up.

"Damn, it's getting weirder and weirder. This body is really confusing."

There were too many problems that could not be explained, and Qin Hao even began to suspect that there might be false elements in his memory.

Shaking his head hard, he had no choice but to shelve the problem he couldn't figure out. As long as he could keep going, the answer to the mystery would be solved sooner or later. What he had to do now was to enter Longtan.

It's a long story, but it actually only took a breath. Qin Hao stopped his mind and focused all his attention on his eyes. His elbows were completely covered by black water. No, it shouldn't be described as covered, but It should be understood as being penetrated.

The black vagina was like a blood-sucking leech, drilling into the blood vessels on Qin Hao's hand. He could feel the blood on his wrist changing strangely, with a sour feeling. Specifically, he himself I can't describe it, but one thing is certain, that is, the color of the blood has turned black.

From now on, his blood is black. Well, this is a really bad joke.

Gradually, a new step of change appeared on the wrist. The black color that should have covered the whole body was forcibly stopped. Qin Hao tentatively thought that the spread of cancer cells was wiped out by the system. Then, the black color began to flow back, shrink, and condense. A dragon-shaped tattoo occupies half of his arm, with the dragon's head in the center of his palm and its tail just past his elbow.

The dragon pattern was twisted and winding, and it went around his arm in a circle. It looked like a mini dragon wrapped around his arm, which was much prettier than the black lump just now.

"It's the same as the dragon shadow above the head, but it's scaled down tens of millions of times."

Qin Hao looked up. There was no dragon shadow above his head. Only a black stream was left. With a swish, it slipped into the palm of his hand and appeared on the top of the dragon's head. It is commonly known as the finishing touch.

The dragon pattern is black and lifelike, even the patterns on the dragon's whiskers are extremely realistic, but the pair of dragon eyes are black and purple, with angry eyes wide open, and a green pool of water is looming in the depths of the dragon's eyes.

"That Qingtan water"

Qin Hao's eyes narrowed, and he realized in his heart that the dragon pattern that occupied half of his arm was not the point. The point was the pool of water. From now on, the jade dragon pool would regard him as a part of himself.

The Jade Dragon Pond is him, but he is not the Jade Dragon Pond

Without any reason, when Qin Hao's right hand gently touched the barrier of Longtan again, this thought was imprinted deep in his bone marrow as a matter of course, like breathing.

"What happened? Longtan's shadow disappeared"

Li Qiuran's pupils shrank, he was close enough, and his gray eyes could obviously see farther in the dark, so he captured the dragon shadow on the Longtan barrier, like a shrinking tumor It quietly melted into a black river, disappeared in an instant, and entered that person's body.

"Human ghost, kill him" Li Qiuran said without thinking.

He has seen many strange things, and no matter what they are, as long as he refines the other person's soul, he can always get all the answers he wants.

"We bury life, we draw strength and wisdom from the souls of the dead, and the dead are always more valuable than the living."

This is a lesson that every disciple in the Ghost Lantern Sect must remember, and Li Qiuran must abide by it.

A cruel smile appeared on Zhu Rengui's face, and he stamped his feet violently, causing the water flow to roll back. The gradually thickening repulsive force in front of him was like a soft marshmallow. Even if it was deepened a hundred times, it would only become softer at best. Being a mirror makes no difference.

"someone"

Qin Hao's vest stung, his hair stood on end, and a stream of cold air flowed down the soles of his feet and straight to his forehead. As soon as the strong aura of death was discovered, it was like a volcanic eruption that almost completely submerged him.

However, having just experienced the suffocation caused by the dragon shadow, Qin Hao said that this sense of oppression was completely within the tolerable range. He turned around suddenly, and what he saw was a ferocious black man with waist and waist. There are two white skulls hanging in the middle, and the whole person exudes a sinister and cold feeling.

The aura of decaying corpses, like a corpse in a tomb, rushed towards his face, and even at the bottom of the sea he could not submerge it.

"who"

Qin Hao shouted sharply, and a bone dagger in his sleeve was held upside down in the palm of his hand. He covered it dangerously under his palm and thrust it forward.

"Hey"

A sinister smile appeared on Zhu Rengui's lips, and his dark fingertips were like five sharp poison-quenched daggers, grabbing Qin Hao's wrist without dodging.

Obviously, he is extremely conceited about his own strength. He can crush Qin Hao's entire wrist with one palm, and with a casual backhand thrust, he can grab the opponent's throat. It won't be up to him whether he is dead or alive. Things that move your fingers.

"Ah"

Qin Hao's eyes turned cold. This guy, who is neither a human nor a ghost, has no intention of communicating at all. He just plans to destroy himself. Should he be too conceited, or does he not take himself seriously at all?

"It's okay, I'm not a person who likes nonsense." Qin Hao snorted coldly in his heart, and suddenly thrust his wrist forward, like a poisonous snake that suddenly jumped up.

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