Vol 3 Chapter 1378: Call me 1 uncle, I will take you home.

"You are terrible, who are you?"
Asked the tremble.
"Jiangdong Qinhou!"
The low and low spit of Qin Yu is limited to the words that can be heard.
Yan Xun's eyes brightened, staring at Qin Hao, and wishing to open his mouth and bite the meat of this great enemy, and drank his blood!
However, he immediately smiled and the light in his eyes went down.
In order to take revenge, he did not hesitate to go to other places to seek a breakthrough secret law, but he was trapped here, and originally could not see the enemy again for this life, but he did not expect it to be close at hand.
He finally understood why Qin Zhen did not want to kill him. In the eyes of Qin Yu, he was just a poor worm who lost his son.
Because of this feud, they can never be united. The only thing that makes Yuxun regret is that he failed to attack the enemy, and the father and son were buried in their hands.
Fate makes people!
"Is there hate?"
Qin Lan asked coldly.
"No, no, this is life!"
"I didn't kill you, but God gave me this opportunity and I am content."
Yu Xun's look relaxed.
"As long as you know."
"Be with your son, go back to the desert." Qin said.
"Thank you!"
"puff!"
Yan Xun could no longer suppress the lightning electric power bursting in the body, his knees softly squirting blood, his eyes glanced, the head of the incomparable skull slowly sag, and died.
兀 死 died!
On the beautiful face of the little dance, there was a trace of disdain, and the rushing smile was smiling. In his incomparable hateful eyes, he walked lightly into the Colosseum.
"Qin, thank you."
The little dance looked at Qin Xiao, and the tears came out. For twenty years, she endured for twenty years. Today, she can finally say no to the Yongzheng, and all these forces are in front of this "uncle" belt. Give her.
Qin Hao nodded slightly and smiled.
"From now on, I believe that you are my uncle. After today, with your uncle, I can live brightly."
The little dance smiled warmly and took off the veil on her face.
When the veil slips down, everyone's breathing stops!
What a face is this!
The man present, no one can describe her beauty in words. She is like a fairy in ancient paintings. It is feminine and fascinating. Even if it is a slave like a stone and a heart-wrenching slave, it must be the two of her cheeks. The tears are inexplicably hurt and hurt.
"There is a silhouette of Xie Wusheng on your face, and it really is his daughter!"
"Since you called me an uncle, I will take you back."
Qin Hao wiped the tears from her cheeks, faint.
"hateful!"
"You actually took off your face towel! Deaf, deaf!"
Yong is pinching his fists, and the hatred in his eyes is turned into pain.
His emotions for the little dance are complicated.
When she took her out of hell, she was a little girl. However, for twenty years, she was already a slim girl. She had the same outline as her mother, the woman who betrayed him. She had the most hate on her face. Take away the traces of his beloved woman.
She is the crystallization of those two people!
However, every time I saw her, Yongzheng loved and hated, so that he gave orders to the little dance, and he could not show his true face in his life.
Now she is actually in the public, and she is so kind to the Qin dynasty.
This makes the sensitive and extreme ambiguity lose its sense of proportion, and once again gives birth to a tingling sensation of being betrayed and humiliated.
"Kill him, the national division, kill Qin Qin, he will break our rules and break your great cause."
"He is a scourge, you must marry!"
The old ghost reminded him that he had never seen the sorrow of being so evasive. When he secretly sneered, he decided to add another fire to Qin.
"To shut up!"
"Dog slaves, when is it your turn to be here?"
Yongzheng’s eyes were cold and he screamed.
The old ghost pushed to the side, bowed his head and dared not speak again, but in the eyes it was a little more ridiculous, he finally caught the death of Yongzheng, that is, the little dance!
Thinking of this, he has a few more chances for the future plan.
"Bring the belt, I have to personally give it to Qin."
Yongzheng raised his head and recovered his cold arrogance.
The old ghost did not dare to neglect, and personally went to take the belt of the king with the jewels, and his hands were up. Yongzheng carried the belt with one hand and walked toward Qinshao step by step.
"Uncle, I will take the first step. If there is no accident, we will soon see you in Dongdao."
The little dance is faint.
"Yeah!" Qin Hao nodded.
He was trying to speed up his footsteps. However, he could only watch the little dance screaming like a fairy. His heart sighed and sighed. He walked to Qin Hao and the two silently looked at each other.
Different from the low-key of the last Qin dynasty, after the return of the North Ridge, this guy seems to have changed into a person, his eyes are sharp as a knife, and there is a cold, ruthless arrogance, even with his cultivation. Status is also an inexplicable heart.
"You have been on the island for fifty-three days. In fifty-three days, you subverted the North Ridge and defeated the fighting king. Even the old ghosts are thinking about killing you. You said that this seat should reward you, or listen to the old. What does the ghost mean to kill you?"
Yongzheng sneered and asked.
"Qin did not understand what this is." Qin Haobo did not alarm.
"Take you, you are a talented person, I need talent. Kill you, because you are a madman with ambition, you have disrupted the situation on this island, you have lost control of the North Ridge~www.mtlnovel. Com~缪 is approaching the Qin dynasty, gnashing the teeth.
"Then you should take me a thousand." Qin Hao shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent.
With his current cultivation, it is easy to kill him, but because of his control, he is very safe.
"You are very smart, know your value, I will not kill you."
"On the contrary, I want to adjust you to the East Island to listen to the bad, for the sake of this seat, wait for me to run out of you, and then kill you is not too late."
He is right.
"It sounds like I can't die now, this is enough." Qin Hao didn't care about licking his mouth.
"I will come to the East Island tomorrow to hear the difference. As for how long you can live, you will see your skills."
He was throwing his belt into the arms of Qin Yu, and he walked away with his sleeves.
"Qin Wei, Qin Hao!"
Shahu and others rushed down the stands together and surrounded the Qin dynasty to celebrate.
A Fei stood on the side of his face. He originally thought that Qin Yu was a fake, but this time, the duel between Qin and Yuxun was a fist to the flesh.
A Fei suddenly appeared to be stupid and cute, and how Qin’s strength can be judged by his nameless generation. Every time he guesses, he will only be self-deprecating.
He swears that in the future, anything involving the Qin dynasty will never be said for life.
"Grandpa! Your old man is very good, how can I leave?"
On the other side of the Qin dynasty, it was a joyous place. The dozens of people in the No. 1 Pavilion were screaming around the body of Yuxun.
The cockroach is dead, and the No. 1 Hall is destined to be reshuffled. They think about the good days of the past, and it’s hard to be afraid. They are not crying, but mourning for the future of their death.
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