Ximen Bai Ling only returned early the next morning.
When she came back, she trained intensely on the rooftop. She was really talented, and she had already mastered the Ling Luo Steps and Penetrating Hand taught by Qin Hai, and with Qin Hai teaching her combat skills from the side, Ximen Bailing was all immersed in her training.
Han Yue was worried as she watched.
But with Qin Hai’s heartless instigation, the already heartless woman sat on the sidelines and watched.
And Qin Dahai inquired about the whereabouts of Gongsun Maishou, only to learn that she had gone nowhere when the news of her own death had arrived.
She was so odd that he had to be on his guard.
It was well into the night.
Only after Simon Bai Ling was really tired and went back to his house to rest did Qin Hai look for an opportunity to leave the district, he left very quietly, holding the cat with him, bypa*sing the eyes of everyone in this small area, finding Zhang Bai at the first opportunity and changing into Liu Zong’s appearance for the second time, before rushing all the way to the villa.
The atmosphere inside the villa was still very eerie.
Men and women sank into it, and Qin Hai, holding his cat, walked in slowly.
No one would stop him.
It was that if one did not know what Qin Hai Hai looked like now, one should know about the cat in his arms.
As Zuo Fenghuang said.
Xue Baizhuo and Yang Xiujun were not here, so he also simply arrived at Xue Baizhuo’s room, a forbidden place in this villa where no man could set foot, but obviously, Qin Hai did not take this regulation seriously and opened the door to the house with three strokes.
Xue Baizhuo’s villa was cold.
The heating was on, but the cold atmosphere was unnerving.
It was even more eerie than outside.
There was no cozy decoration, but rather a very simple one, not even a dressing table. Qin Hai just walked in in a grand manner, while the kitten in his arms bounced a few times, then plopped down comfortably in a small nest on a table to the side.
“Where is it?”
Qin Hai Hai’s gaze was like a torch, constantly scanning the surroundings.
After the inside and outside had been searched by him, there was still nothing to be found.
“Change places.”
Qin Hai thought about it and tugged up the protesting kitten and left the room, then went all the way to the backyard, searching to see if it was hiding in the bas*ment, and at that moment, Wen Tian’s voice rang out loudly behind him, “Liu Zong, I thought you were a smart man and wouldn’t be coming back.”
Turning around.
He was seeing Wen Tian walking slowly.
He frowned, then shook his head again.
Wen Tian didn’t know what the hell he was playing and said indifferently, “I thought that you should have left Yanjing, or even China, instead of continuing to come back for death.”
“Can you shut up?”
Qin Hai said with slight dissatisfaction.
There was little fluctuation on Wen Tian’s face as he continued, “Since you are willing to come back, then you should know that I will not spare you.”
“Shut up.”
Qin Dahai frowned and said.
A cold glint flashed in Wen Tian’s eyes as he walked away, “After killing you, it’s time for me to leave, so I’m really sorry.”
Qin Dahai snorted, “I find that you really don’t have a long memory.”
Wen Tian did not reply to his words, and at that moment, his feet stepped on Ling Luo Steps, and a red aura also flashed in his eyes, with a bit of madness and tyranny. Qin Hai knew that this was a side effect of the Nine Mysterious Mystery Pill, which made people easily lose their minds, so in the face of Wen Tian’s attack, he just took a few steps back sideways on his feet and dodged it.
A flash of surprise pa*sed through Wen Tian’s eyes.
Immediately afterwards, a side kick came at Qin Hai’s waist.
Qin Hai glanced at him, then raised his right leg and his knee struck Wen Tian’s calf.
If he lifted his trouser leg.
He could see that there were already beads of blood seeping out from the top of his calf.
“You?”
Wen Tian looked incredulously at the motionless Qin Hai, and a flash of shock pa*sed through his eyes.
How could he be so strong? This couldn’t be!
Wen Tian was somewhat incredulous.
After all, in Liu Zong’s eyes, it would only be a very simple matter if he were to be killed.
Qin Hai laughed and said, “I told you, you don’t remember too well.”
With that, he slowly stepped up with the cat in his arms.
The steps were slow, but the pressure did grow with each step. Wen Tian couldn’t help but take a few steps back, but the stabbing pain in his calf made him grit his teeth and groan again, and that was when Qin Hai suddenly picked up speed, appearing beside him in just an instant and slashing him in the cheek with a hand slash.
Wen Tian staggered backwards again.
There was an additional red mark on his face and blood was bubbling out of his mouth, carrying a few broken teeth.
“No way!”
Wen Tian forced himself to calm down.
His eyes were like lightning as he stared at Qin Dahai.
And Qin Hai said, “You ungrateful thing, don’t you want to kill me? I’ll give you a chance to strike.”
“You’re not Liu Zong!”
Wen Tian’s face was instantly horrified.
These were definitely not words that Liu Zong could say.
And in fact, there was only one person that he knew of who could say this.
That person could only be Qin Hai.
“You?”
Wen Tian’s entire body shivered as his pupils suddenly shrank and moved, “You’re Qin Dahai!”
“Congratulations, you are the second one to know.”
Qin Dahai smiled.
Wen Tian was appalled, and Qin Hai said with a cold smile, “If you were a cripple, I wouldn’t bother to kill you, but you are too unaware of death, just as well, it’s time to settle the score for your sneak attack on me behind my back.”
“You’re really not dead.”
A touch of bitterness flashed in Wen Tian’s eyes.
He could tell.
Qin Hai was strong again.
The serious injuries on this pervert’s body had healed, and he was even stronger than before.
So strong that he was somewhat at a loss for words.
And indeed, Qin Dahai confirmed this to him very well, holding the cat in one hand, taking out his Kun Wu sword with the other, and saying indifferently, “Will you cut yourself, or will I kill you?”
“There is no way to live?”
A flash of reluctance flashed in Wen Tian’s eyes.
Qin Hai shook his head and said, “There is no way to live, from the moment you sneaked up on me with that slap from behind, I wanted to kill you even more than I wanted to kill Yang Xu.”
Wen Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly sprinted forward.
He was going to do a death-defying struggle.
It was only that Qin Hai had already anticipated this, and with a flick of the Kun Wu Blade in his hand, a slice of blade shadows drove, and that Wen Tian’s eyes suddenly glared like lanterns, only to see dozens of blade shadows coming overwhelmingly, and he gritted his teeth, anticipating that these were all phantom shadows with no attacking power.
However, as a blade shadow slashed at his arm, pain struck and blood flowed.
Only then did he realise.
These shadows were going to kill him.
Dozens of them?
I’m afraid he would die a horrible death, right?
