The room was clean.
It was at least cleanly tended.
What made the corners of Qin Hai’s mouth twitch the most was that on the wall of the room hung a picture of Xue Baizhu, with a playful look in those eyes, looking straight at the bed.
This D*mned fetish.
He cursed, and then undid his shirt, and at that moment on his chest, crisscrossing green and black wounds touched his eyes, and nothing was more serious than one of them, an inch deep, stabbed out by Yang Xu holding a black mace, and faintly visible were the white bones, and if he had not been forced to suppress his qi and blood, he would have bled to death.
“I can’t rest in peace if I don’t kill you!”
Qin Hai’s eyes narrowed.
He then took out the box that Xue Baizhuo had rewarded him with earlier, when he opened it, there were four needles of potion inside, the light red potion was like diluted blood, he opened one of them and smelled it, he found that the aroma in it was a few points thicker than the one he got last night, he whispered, “It looks like the purity has increased a few more points, just why does it smell like dragon’s blood soup? ”
He simply frowned.
He then checked the potions one by one, and only after making sure there was nothing else that shouldn’t be there, did he hit his body with confidence.
All four tubes of potions entered his body.
He clearly felt a tingling sensation coming from the wounds on his body, and the pain that could not be suppressed faded away like a tidal wave, and only when he felt that it was almost done, he was able to strongly transport his true qi, and the crazy factor that wanted to keep lurking in his body was all exterminated by his dragon seeking true qi.
Once these things were preserved.
It would affect his qi and transmission nerves all the time, and he did not want to fall into the point of madness.
And once these factors were removed, the healing power of the potion was greatly diminished, but for Qin Hai at this moment, a fly is still a protein, at least it would allow for better activities for the next few days.
“Whew.”
He exhaled a foul breath.
Qin Hai Hai felt his heart and soul flowing freely for a few moments.
But soon a sound of unconscious moaning reached his ears and he frowned, turning to look.
The woman he had knocked unconscious on the bed was writhing around, her eyes tightly closed, but her face was flushed.
He could imagine what had happened to her in the Hall of Fame with his thighs.
He wasn’t interested.
And that was when.
The mobile phone on him rang, and when he picked it up, the person on the other side was visibly stunned for a moment when he heard the moans from here, and then said with amus*ment, “It seems that the Hall of Fame and Fragrance really lives up to its name.”
“If you want to come in, Xue Baizhu will definitely agree.” Qin Dahai laughed, “Mr. Zhang Bai’s status is no joke.”
Zhang Bai.
One of the people in charge of Extreme Bliss Island.
He had helped Qin Hai disguise himself to leave the Island of Ultimate Bliss, and the reason why Qin Hai was able to disguise himself as Liu Zong without being noticed this time was thanks to Zhang Bai’s miraculous handiwork.
“I’m not interested in fooling around there.” Zhang Bai laughed, “The matter you asked about the Ancient Mystic Residence earlier, I have compiled some information on my side, and I regret to tell you that the information I have so far is only a few short sentences, as for the woman you mentioned, I have never heard of her.”
“Where is Qi Baisheng?” Qin Hai asked, frowning.
Zhang Bai said, “The owner of the World Sword Art Museum, a martial arts genius, suddenly disappeared ten years ago, no one knows his whereabouts in the past ten years, what is certain is that the World Sword Art Museum is still under his control, but Yang Xu has an identity you might be curious about, the illegitimate son of the previous generation’s owner.”
“That’s quite surprising.” Qin Hai frowned.
Zhang Bai said, “That’s all I know, the rest is up to you, but Xue Baizhu is not a simple woman, are you sure there won’t be any slip-ups?”
“Even if she knew, she wouldn’t do anything to me, this woman.” Qin Hai sneered.
Hearing him say so, Zhang Bai did not dwell on the matter, he said, “By the way, within an hour after your death, someone was frantically inquiring about you, tracing its root cause should be the Twelve Beauties, Mr. Qin is not blessed with voluptuousness.”
Qin Hai raised his eyebrows and said, “It seems that there have always been many people who care about me.”
“There are quite a few, but you must be careful with the eldest sister of the Twelve Beauties, this woman is not simple, she has single-handedly built an intelligence organization that covers half of China, and to be able to develop like this under the noses of the Nine Mysteries, a woman’s identity is not her privilege.” Zhang Bai reminded, “Also, pay attention to Gongsun Maosleeve, this woman’s identity should not just be a member of the World Sword Art House, the rest is quite secretive, so secretive that I’m very curious.”
After hearing this, Qin Hai said, “Many thanks.”
“You are welcome, the Island of Ultimate Bliss never treats its friends poorly.” Zhang Bai said, “Take good care of yourself.”
After hanging up the phone.
Qin Dahai pinched his brow with a bit of a headache.
This call from Zhang Bai had tossed up quite a few things.
He just couldn’t figure it out for the time being, so he only shook his head to put these things behind him for the time being.
He then meditated on the side to recuperate.
The bed was still full of moans and groans, and the sound was so vile that Qin Hai frowned one after another, and then he went forward and unceremoniously slashed the back of her neck with a palm knife.
But it didn’t stay quiet for long.
About an hour?
Or maybe it was two hours.
The true qi had travelled through her body just a few times, dealing only slightly with some of the internal injuries.
There was a knock at the door, and Qin Hai helplessly opened his eyes, straightened his clothes and opened the door, then he saw Miss Xue, who was holding a kitten, walk in, still in her sultry red dress and bare feet, and the B*tch glanced at Yang Hailan, who was still sleeping with a flushed face on the bed, and a flash of surprise pa*sed through her eyes.
Then she looked at Qin Hai, with a more or less unknown meaning in her gaze.
“You are rather surprising.”
Xue Baique’s blood-stained red lips curled up slightly as she said.
That demonic look made Qin Dahai wince as he said, “It’s our medicine that works.”
“How is the body recovering?” Xue Baique asked.
Qin Dahai said, “The medicine works very well.”
“Very good.”
Xue Baiqiu nodded in satisfaction, then sat aside and posed in a goddess sitting posture. It was not clear whether he did it intentionally or unintentionally, but the hem of his skirt was left open, and a pair of round, jade-like white legs were on display, especially the buttocks were hidden, which made Qin Hai look twice more, but she said playfully, “Do you like it?”
“I don’t dare.”
Qin Hai did a good job of showing the posture a henchman should have.
With his head bowed, his body was trembling a little.
A sincere and fearful look.
He had to give himself a full mark in his heart.
