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Unexpectedly, Qin Hao's understanding was so great, especially the fist moves he performed, which surprised the bandit leader even more, because this was a Tai Chi move that could only be mastered by that strange man from thousands of years ago. The bandit leader's martial arts, more What he learned from was the essence of that strange man, while Qin Hao completely inherited the style of that strange man.
"Ho ho ho ho"
But at this moment, Qin Hao's momentum suddenly changed, and the wind in the whole world was stirred by him. This wind was filled with endless mania and sadness, and the entire fist posture changed, as if a ferocious beast was roaring in it. .
The bandit leader frowned and looked at the old beggar. Obviously, they didn't understand why Qin Hao's fists became so manic and sad. It seemed that in the artistic conception of this fists, he wanted to vent all his emotions.
The color of the world changed due to the movement of Qin Hao's fists. This was no longer the fists and artistic conception, but the endless blood boiling, as strong as the roaring sea. Even the two bandit leaders were secretly frightened. The current strength of Qin Hao is definitely not as good as that of the bandit leader, because the bandit leader has already reached the terrifying power of ninety-five true dragons, and is only short of the last few to overcome the tribulation and become emperor, and he still walked through the thunder tribulation. This character almost had a chance to become emperor.
But in terms of the richness of Qi and blood, even the leader of the bandit alliance is inferior. Qin Hao's Qi and blood are endless, as if there is a world supporting him, which will never dry up.
"No one can see me dancing in my clothes, and I still remember my previous promise in my shadow. I never dreamed that no one would cherish me. It should be that there are flying geese in the autumn. My heart is full of worldly mistakes, and it becomes even more desolate when I go to the pavilion. The beauty is far away in the secluded courtyard. Laugh, my heart and intestines are hurt when I hear this." Following this sad mood, a burst of even sadder poems came.
The two people who originally thought that Qin Hao was possessed by madness finally understood something now. The bandit leader was fine. In this artistic conception, he could move with the wind and let Qin Hao vent. But the old beggar was different. The artistic conception was completely incapable of resisting, not to mention that the tears were already very low, and they fell like a violent storm.
He muttered from time to time: "You bastard, you bastard, I haven't cried for a thousand years, and you actually made me cry. If you are sad, just be sad for yourself. Why are you bringing me with you?" .¡±
But Qin Hao was completely immersed in that kind of desolation. After he put away all his artistic conception, the old beggar shed countless rivers of tears. This was not what he wanted to shed, but Qin Hao's artistic conception. He put himself into that scene, so he didn't have anything to do with her, but Qin Hao made him cry.
After finishing, Qin Hao looked at the old beggar with red eyes and said, "Why are you crying!"
The old beggar stared at Qin Hao with eyes that were about to burst into flames, but he had no choice but to cry. He couldn't even cry. In the end, he just cursed: "You're cheating me."
Qin Hao was so confused that he finally ignored him and looked at the bandit leader. At this time, the bandit leader's aura had dropped, giving the impression that he was tough and tough, like an ordinary person, but Qin Hao Hao is sure that no one in the world dares to underestimate the current bandit leader. This guy is likely to be a martial emperor in the future. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com