Naruto system rampages in another world

That night.

At the top of a giant tree, a beheading knife was stuck across the trunk. The blade was flat. Qin Hao was not afraid. He just lay on the blade and looked at Wang Feng who was speechless under the tree.

He was small, so it was just right for him to lie on his side on the blade. I didn't know that he had already made this idea when he exchanged it for the beheading sword.

He put his right hand on the handle of the knife, which ensured that if there was any movement under the tree, the moment he turned sideways, the knife in his hand would be able to chop down.

Qin Hao's eyes were half-opened as he looked at Wang Feng who was resting under the tree with his eyes closed. His eyes moved slightly, and small black insects silently followed the blade of the knife, all the way down along the trunk of the tree to the ground. They dispersed without alerting Wang Feng.

Qin Hao's principle in life is: "You can have the intention to harm others, but the intention to guard against others is even more indispensable."

"You mean, the closest one is Qingyun Sect?"

"Well, less than 300 miles to the south from here is the boundary of Qingyun Sect, and if you go west at the same distance, it is Ghost Valley."

"Qingyun Sect is a fourth-grade sect, and Guigu is a third-grade sect?"

"kindness"

Wang Feng replied that he had noticed along the way that Qin Hao knew very little about some common sense knowledge, so it was not surprising that Qin Hao didn't know that Guigu was a third-grade sect.

"Then let's go to Qingyun Sect."

Qin Hao had made a decision in his mind. He had found out some information from Wang Feng along the way and knew that the hierarchy among sects in this world was far more stringent than he imagined.

With his background and qualifications, it is basically impossible to join a third-grade sect. To paraphrase Wang Feng's original words: "Everything depends on chance."

The explanation is that any of the upper third-level sects are long-standing sects that have been passed down for thousands of years. They have a profound foundation and do not bother to recruit disciples at all. In other words, their disciples are all trained since childhood. Occasionally, there are one or two exceptions. They are all truly peerless geniuses who were accepted by elder-level figures while traveling abroad.

In short, Qin Hao can directly give up the idea of ​​​​going to the Ghost Valley. They are not recruiting people at all, so how can you enter.

Comparatively speaking, there are only a handful of fourth-, fifth- and sixth-grade sects in the entire continent. Most of them have a short history and not a deep foundation. They always recruit disciples in the hope of discovering one or two talented disciples, so that one day they can lead the sect to a new level. Go up one floor.

"Then we are a fourth-grade sect. We must not lower our standards any further."

Qin Hao's heart is as high as the sky, but he has to accept the reality, but this is already his lowest standard. It is absolutely impossible to lower it any further.

After thinking a lot, Qin Hao finally fell asleep.

He had a dream. In the dream, he was wearing a black trench coat embroidered with several red clouds and a brown bamboo hat with wind chimes on his head. His eyes were like the most beautiful rubies in the world, exuding a faint light, with three magatama in the pupils. It changes all the time and is extremely strange.

He sat high on a throne made of a pitch-black coffin. Chains were wrapped around the throne, extending all the way to the back. There were more than a dozen men who exuded a cold and powerful aura, wearing the same clothes as him and looking in their eyes. Staring in front of him indifferently.

In front of him was a thick fog, inside which were countless men whose faces could not be seen clearly, but who also exuded a powerful aura. They were dressed in different clothes and seemed to come from countless different places. They were all gathered together at this moment, holding on to him. The knives are facing each other.

He glanced ahead expressionlessly, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, a ball of dark jade-colored flames under his feet suddenly turned into a thousand-meter giant beast, and a white bone sword exuding terrifying thunder light came out from the palm of his hand, and he held it gently in his hand. , there were endless flashes of thunder, and an overwhelming wave of black insects surged out of the thunder.

He withdrew his gaze, looked indifferently at the scorching sun above his head with deep eyes, and coldly uttered four big words in his mouth: "The Day of Haohao"

In an instant

The world is dark...

Wang Feng looked up under the tree, a little upset by the snoring in the tree. He tried to stand up several times, but finally gave up.

He looked at the smiling face in his sleep, and for some reason, he suddenly felt an inexplicable coldness in his heart.

"Forget it, it's not difficult to bring him somewhere. Why rush and take this risk?"

Wang Feng slowly closed his eyes again, but little did he know that around him, countless inconspicuous insects were staring at him faintly.

Silent all night.

The moment the scorching sun rose, Qin Hao opened his eyes together and stared blankly at the rising sun above his head, as if he hadn't woken up.

“What a real dream”

He yawned, turned over, and fell to the ground with the decapitating sword. He only made a weak sound, and Wang Feng's eyelids twitched as he watched.

"Is it an assassin?"

Wang Feng muttered softly.

Qin Hao blinked, seemed to be in a good mood, and said, "It's a ninja."

"Ninja"

Wang Feng was surprised.

"No, it's better to call Master Xue to be more cool."

"..."

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?" The corner of Wang Feng's mouth twitched, obviously feeling that Qin Hao was talking nonsense, but he also thought in his mind: "Ninja, blood successor, these two words are quite new."

"Let's go to Qingyun Sect."

Qin Hao let Wang Feng lead the way and followed behind him, followed by a rustling sound in the woods on both sides.

After a while.

Wang Feng finally stopped and looked around with a wary expression, "Did you hear anything?"

After all, the sound of insects following him made a noise all the way, and no matter how nervous he was, Wang Feng felt something was wrong.

Qin Hao also knew that this thing couldn't be concealed. A meaningful smile flashed in his eyes, he spread his hands carelessly and snapped his fingers.

In Wang Feng's horrified eyes, several insects crawled up his trousers from the grass nearby, all the way up, and finally lay quietly in the palm of his hand. Then, they mysteriously penetrated into Qin Hao's skin and disappeared.

"Drill, drill in."

Wang Feng's brain exploded and he felt itchy all over his body, as if there were countless bugs crawling on his back at this moment.

"Okay, let's go. You don't have anything with you. If you don't lead the way quickly, it will be difficult."

Wang Feng was excited and ran forward quickly. As he ran, he patted the clothes on his body involuntarily and saw Qin Hao laughing behind him.

"Gulu, no wonder he wasn't wary of me at all last night."

"Yes, it must be so."

He seemed to suddenly understand something, and his face turned pale again. He subconsciously looked back at Qin Hao, and happened to meet the other person's black and white eyes, twinkling with an inexplicable smile.

"evildoer"

An idea flashed through his mind.

"This kid doesn't look big, but he's very scheming and has weird methods. He's really a dangerous person. It's better not to have any more inappropriate thoughts and get him to his place safely."

Thinking of this, the speed of his feet suddenly increased by three points.

Qin Hao pursed his lips slightly, gently rubbed the ring on his hand with his fingers, quickened his pace, and followed quietly. Only half of his mind was on the road, and the other half was immersed in the system.

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