Chapter 8 Design

The sun is fierce, the fog is steaming, and the earth is hot.

In the canyon, Qin Hao lay on the boulder, with small stones absorbing the essence of the sun on his chest. The essence of the sun entered the body and immediately turned into flames, devouring Qin Hao from the inside out.

Papa!

The boulder was burned red, couldn't stand the high temperature and burned, and broke into several pieces.

Mu Zijin looked at all this and slapped himself fiercely. After feeling the pain, he realized that he had not dreamed. This is true.

He is sure that he is not in the mine, and the fireman in front of him is also true.

"Hee, what's this? The little brother is awesome!" Hou Xuan hummed and showed off proudly, which was happier than bathing in the sea of fire.

"Is he a monster?" Mu Zijin asked stupidly.

"Bah, you are a monster, and the little brother is not a monster!" Hou Xuan stared fiercely. If it hadn't been for this guy's broken legs, she would have wanted to kick both feet.

"But why was he burned!" Mu Zijin's mouth was dry and he still asked.

Houxuan raised her head, like an arrogant peacock, and said slowly, "The little brother wants to become a fairy. Do you know the fairy? Immortals are the kind of flying with a sword and immortality!"

"There are so many immortals in this world. How can it be!" Mu Zijin opened his mouth and couldn't believe it. He was familiar with the classics. Isn't the book criticizing people who try to cultivate immortality and say that there are no immortals in the world?

"People like you will believe it" Hou Xuan snorted coldly and stared at Qin Hao and ignored it.

At noon, the flame dissipated, and Qin Hao, who was burnt and smelled of meat, jumped into the stream to wash and appeared in front of Mu Zijin.

"Zijin, are your legs better?" Qin Hao's black-haired shawl, star-like, handsome and charming.

Mu Zijin opened his mouth and shouted, "Brother!"

"Ha ha, this is my good brother!" Qin Hao sat beside him and comforted him, "Don't worry, go to Wanbao Pavilion at night to change a bottle of bone ointment to keep your legs intact as before!"

"Really!" Mu Zijin was overjoyed and thought he would be lame in his life.

"Why did I lie to you?" Qin Hao patted Mu Zijin on the shoulder and was very proud. It felt good to be a big brother.

"Thank you, brother, for saving me twice!" Mu Zijin's eyes are wet, and no one cares about him so much since his family's death.

Qin Hao lay down and looked at the blue sky and said leisurely, "I offended Yang Long last night. We will have a hard time in the future. We have to find a solution!"

"Since we are outside, why don't we escape!" Mu Zijin asked, the sooner you escape from this damn place, the better.

Xuanxuan pouted and said aggrievedly, "If she could escape, she would have escaped long ago. Until now, the little brother will be recognized wherever he escapes like this!"

"It doesn't matter. As long as I have a chance, I can stand up. At that time, the sea and the sky will be allowed to travel freely. The Records of the Ten Kingdoms says that the Ten Kingdoms are remote and poor places. In addition to the Ten Kingdoms, there is a wider world!" Qin Hao muttered, and his heart had already flown to the sky.

"There are still heaven and earth beyond the ten countries. Today, I have finally learned. Yes, even immortals exist. What else is impossible!" Mu Zijin looked frustrated, and Qin Hao smiled and ignored it.

When a person finds that everything he respects is false, the feeling of the collapse of the world is really painful, just like, hitting the door and seeing his wife and other men lying **.

"Shuxuan, take good care of Zijin, and I'll go to Uncle Hua!" After eating, Qin Hao gave an order, kicked his feet, turned into the remnants of Taoism, and disappeared into the passage.

Since Qin Hao did not return to the grass house that day, Hua Yunfeng felt that Qin Hao dared to do his own things and grew up, but when he heard about the confrontation with Zang Feng in the mine, the cake fell to the ground.

On this day, Hua Yunfeng was in a heavy mood and knocked on the ore again and again.

"What's wrong with this little guy?" Hua Yunfeng blamed himself. If he hadn't taken good care of Qin Hao, this wouldn't have happened.

"Uncle Hua!"

With a familiar cry, Hua Yunfeng looked back, and Qin Hao smiled behind him.

"You are so reckless!" Hua Yunfeng saw that Qin Hao was fine with the help of the dark torch and scolded angrily.

"Uncle Hua, how can I have something to do, and I don't even look who I am!" Qin Hao touched his nose and was extremely proud. In fact, Qin Hao was very worried that Uncle Hua asked him why he was so powerful, because he didn't want to lie.

Fortunately, Hua Yunfeng didn't ask and asked directly, "Bad boy, what's the matter with me!"

"Hey, kill Yang Long, it's been a hundred!" Qin Hao's lips were upturned, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

Uncle Hua was stunned for a while and laughed and said, "You are promising, vicious and vigorous. You are right. If you offend Yang Long, Yang Long will definitely make things difficult for you everywhere. It's better to do it first and completely solve this problem, but how to explain it after killing it!"

"Just drag it for ten and a half months. When I stand up and leave the mine immediately, the sky and the earth are big. How can the Yang family stand me!" Qin Hao's eyes were burning and he was confident.

"This......" Hua Yunfeng didn't ask much and meditated for a while and said, "It's no problem to delay for ten and a half months, but the news that Yang Long has died has leaked a little. It's difficult for us to leave the mine!"

"Uncle Hua, don't worry, I've planned it, and I just need a bait to hook Yang Long!" Qin Haozhizhu was holding it and became calmer. The more he was in a crisis, the calmer he was.

"When will you do it!" Hua Yunfeng is most concerned about this.

"Tonight!" Qin Hao's words were amazing.

"Good!" I'm going to find the bait. After saying that, Uncle Hua turned around and left.

An hour later, Uncle Hua returned, followed by a teenager.

.........

Time flies, night falls, stars, and the sky is brilliant.

In one of the brightly lit large rooms in the mine, Yang Long lay around **, surrounded by several girls in tulle, massaged and pinched his feet, which was so unhappy.

Pinched the girl's chest and touched the girl's buttocks, causing continuous moans, which made Yang Long feel excited.

"Master, Zang Feng asks for a meeting!" Suddenly, an eager shout interrupted Yang Long's interest.

"What's the matter? Can't you talk about it tomorrow?" Yang Long put his hand on a girl's buttocks and questioned angrily that an apprentice was just a chess piece. After using it, he threw it away and really thought he was a human being.

"Master, I found the black iron marrow!" Zang Feng leaned against the door, lowered his voice and said softly.

Yang Long turned up and kicked several girls over. While wearing shoes, he shouted, "Good apprentice, come in!"

Zang Feng pushed the door in and lowered his voice and said, "Master, a small miner found a large piece of ore in the first mine. I'm not sure. Finally, the disciple saw that it was black iron marrow, and I couldn't move it!"

"No one knows about this!" Yang Long asked coldly.

"No!" Zang Feng patted his chest and vowed to promise, but he sneered at the bottom of his heart. There was no black iron marrow, and he went to the place where you were buried.

"Let's go!" Yang Long quickly entered the mine with a long sword.

"Dear the ve arrived!" Yang Long was a little impatient with a torch. The mine was getting smaller and smaller, and it was still so far away. If he hadn't seen the black iron marrow, he would have wanted to teach Zang Feng a lesson.

"Turn this corner and you'll be there!" Zang Feng explained patiently, but a sneer appeared on his face.

"Finally, there is a black iron marrow, and there is hope for the cultivation of immortals!" Yang Long prayed in the bottom of his heart and turned the corner to see that there was nothing!

"Zang Feng, how dare you lie to me!" Hearing the footsteps behind him, Yang Long suddenly woke up.

"It's not that he lied to you, we lied to you, Yang Long, I said, you deserve to die!" As Qin Hao's voice sounded, the mine lit up.

Qin Hao, Hua Yunfeng, Zang Feng and Hou Xuan looked at him indifferently.

Yang Long looked behind him and had no way out. He was dead.

Yang Long's heart was cold in an instant and felt that he was wrong. Such a fierce counterattack could not be thought of by his apprentice. As for Hua Yunfeng, he had not moved for so many years, let alone him. Obviously, this good play of attracting the fish came from a small hunchback that no one paid attention to.

Although he was frightened, Yang Long was still fearless. He was a perfect warrior the day after tomorrow.

"Can you kill me?" Yang Long pulled out his cold sword and smiled fiercely.

"We can't kill you, but there is something that can kill you!" Qin Hao sneered and took out a thick black iron pipe from his arms, which was also in Hou Xuan's hand.

"Storm Pear Needle!" A stream of cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and Yang Long instantly lost his color.

"The rainstorm pear needle specially prepared for you, a barrel of black iron marrow, is a little valuable, but in order to kill you, it is worth it." Qin Hao curled his lips and looked helpless.

Yang Long's cruel, this little bastard is so cruel that he is ready for everything.

"Yang Long, what's the use of black iron marrow? What do you want so many black iron marrow?" Qin Hao shouted coldly and scared Yang Long to trembling.

Yang Long smiled and begged for mercy: "Six people, the basil can refine the magic weapon used by immortals. I collect the basil marrow, which is dedicated to an immortal of our Yang family, in exchange for skills and elixir, hoping to step into the ranks of immortals in my lifetime!"

"Your Yang family is just a family in Gusuyu, and there are immortals worshipped. Isn't it strange that immortals don't care about worldly things?" Qin Hao sneered. These were all told by Hou Xuan. Hou Xuan began to wander at the age of three, and her knowledge was limited. Qin Hao was finally right.

"It was the eldest son who had an immortal fate and was looked at by the fairy gate. Only then did the Yang family have the honor to worship immortals!" Yang Long looked pious.

"So it is!" Qin Hao nodded and praised, and Hua Yunfeng was stunned by the conversation between the two. The black iron marrow was actually used by immortals. No wonder the clerk of Wanbao Pavilion was so respectful to him after hearing that he had the black iron marrow.

Zang Feng is mixed, not a taste. It turns out that the gap between him and the teenager in front of him is so far that he is still proud.

At this moment, a cold light flashed with the long sword in Yang Long's hand. He was like a ghost, and the blood light was dotted. The long sword stabbed Qin Hao's forehead. The strong smell of blood and cold killing made Qin Hao's whole body cold.

Qin Hao tried his best to avoid it. As soon as he pressed the trigger, eighty-one blue steel needles spewed out of the black tube, covering Yang Long.

But Yang Long's long sword was horizontal, the sword flower flew, and most of the long needles were knocked off. The few left were shot to his chest. What was waiting for Qin Hao was not to fall, but Yang Long's strange smile.

"If I had been killed like this, I would have died long ago!" Yang Long mocked, "Little bastard, although you are secretive, you are still a little tender in front of me. You are going to die today. No, this girl is good-looking and can be kept!"

"Delusion, Uncle Hua, put out the torch!" Qin Hao said coldly, picked up the long sword, and the sword flashed and rushed to Yang Long.

Hua Yunfeng and Zang Feng threw out the ore together and smashed the torch. The mine suddenly darkened. Qin Hao rushed forward and completed the soul-chasing swordsmanship in one go. The sword light was like a river, and the fierce murderous spirit made Yang Long cold all over his body.

But after all, Yang Long is a perfect martial artist. He roared, held the sword in both hands, and cut with Qin Hao's long sword.

With a sound, Qin Hao's long sword in his hand was cut off by his lazy waist. Qin Hao was shocked and quickly retreated, but his chest was still cut.