Chapter 162: No matter how much you think, you will be in tears
Just when Qin Hao was about to fall to the ground, suddenly, a figure appeared behind him and hugged Qin Hao directly.
"Thank you for your hard work, you saved me again." Tang Xiaorou's voice sounded from behind, with a hint of emotion in her tone.
"Then how are you going to repay me?" Qin Hao said, feeling the softness in the other person's arms and the inexplicable fragrance that only belonged to Tang Xiaorou.
"Didn't I say that I would benefit you when I get out? Why are you so greedy?" Tang Xiaorou rolled her eyes at Qin Hao and said.
"Human desires are always endless." Qin Hao smiled faintly.
"Okay, stop talking so much, let's leave quickly, those people are coming," Tang Xiaorou said.
"Yes." Qin Hao nodded and glanced not far away again. At this time, the crowd was less than one kilometer away from them. For both practitioners, this distance was enough to see people.
After saying that, he stood up and walked in the opposite direction.
"ah!!"
Suddenly, at this moment, Tang Xiaorou screamed, her face instantly turned red, and she turned her head.
"You...you, you, you haven't put on your clothes yet!"
"Oh, I forgot, I'm sorry." Qin Hao looked down at his body, smiled awkwardly, and said: "Anyway, you have been looking at it for so long, it doesn't hurt to look at it for a while."
Ever since the attack of Skyfire Poison just now, all of Qin Hao's clothes were burned. He had been fighting naked for half an hour, and he was getting used to it.
"Shit! Are you talking in human language?! You don't understand whether men and women can kiss or not?!" Tang Xiaorou looked a little shy with Qin Hao on her back.
"Okay, okay, I'll put it on right away."
After saying that, Qin Hao took out a set of clothes from the mask space and quickly put them on.
Before coming, Qin Hao had prepared many sets of clothes, because many times, for some unknown reason, Qin Hao's clothes would disappear inexplicably. This seemed to have become Qin Hao's signature.
Moreover, every time after his clothes were burned, there would always be a girl next to him, blindfolded shyly, and yelling at him for being an exhibitionist, a stinky hooligan, etc...
Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, no matter how much I think about it, I will shed tears.
"Okay, get dressed." Qin Hao quickly put on his clothes, patted Tang Xiaorou on the shoulder, and said.
Tang Xiaorou turned around hesitantly and saw that Qin Hao had indeed put on his clothes, so she felt relieved. Otherwise, if she thought about walking on the road with a naked man next to her, if someone caught her and the news spread, then
As a saint of Wuji Sect, where can I put my old face?
"Hey, you also have space equipment?" At this time, Tang Xiaorou asked with some doubts.
Qin Hao didn't have any backpack or anything like that in his hand. He was the kind of person who walked with nothing but the wind. At this moment, he took out a set of clothes out of thin air, and Tang Xiaorou naturally thought of space equipment.
"Yeah." Qin Hao nodded.
After these two rounds of fighting, Tang Xiaorou and Qin Hao can be regarded as friends who share weal and woe. Previously, the other party exposed the space ring in front of him. At this moment, Qin Hao took out the clothes from the space, which can be regarded as showing that the two of them can
Trusted each other.
"Oh, okay, let's go. Where are we going now?" Tang Xiaorou looked Qin Hao up and down and didn't find out what his space equipment was, but she understood that there were some things that she shouldn't ask, so just don't ask.
"Let's hide around here first and wait for that group of people to come over and see what their purpose is." Qin Hao thought for a while and then said: "If possible, we can also sneak into their team so that we can compare ourselves.
It’s much safer to work alone.”
"Okay." Tang Xiaorou nodded and agreed with Qin Hao's statement.
"Here, your sword." Qin Hao threw Tang Xiaorou's sword to her, and then said: "During the battle just now, the sword blade was slightly cracked because of excessive force. It's okay."
After taking the sword, Tang Xiaorou first checked the sword body. After finding that there was only a small crack, she said: "It doesn't matter. You are fighting for my safety. Otherwise, you can just leave me alone."
"My sword is just broken. When I get back, I can ask them to repair it."
After speaking, Tang Xiaorou smiled lightly.
Seeing Tang Xiaorou being so majestic, Qin Hao didn't say anything and directly put the sword into his mask.
Originally, if the sword was held in hand, it could still restore some spiritual energy to Qin Hao, but adhering to the idea of keeping his wealth private, Qin Hao decided to keep a low profile.
After all, even without the blessing of spiritual energy, ordinary grand masters can still directly solve Qin Hao. Moreover, in this ghost place, spiritual energy cannot be released, which will further reduce the opponent's advantage and expand Qin Hao's advantage.
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Then, the two ran into the jungle and hid in the bushes waiting for the group of people to arrive.
Not long after, a group of people arrived at the place where Qin Hao had fought. At this time, there were still many skeleton soldiers standing around.
At a glance, there were about ten people, led by a handsome young man wearing blue clothes and holding a folding fan.
Next to this young man, there was an old man who was about sixty years old, gray-haired, but still full of energy, and seemed to have a high level of cultivation.
Behind him, there were more than ten people wearing different clothes and varying ages. At a glance, it was clear that they were basically members of small sects or casual cultivators. They followed these two people for their own safety.
When everyone walked in, they were shocked when they saw so many skeleton soldiers gathered in front of them. Except for the young man at the head and the old man beside them, everyone took a step back, indicating that they did not want to go any further.
Go forward.
"Master, be careful." At this time, the old man also stretched out his hand to protect the young man beside him, his face full of vigilance, and he said.
"It doesn't matter." The young man waved his hand and pressed the old man's hand in front of him with the folding fan, indicating for him to put it down.
The old man hesitated, but did not disobey the order. He still put his hand down, but he kept staring at the young man, pretending to protect him all the time.
The young man observed something first and then said: "There is something strange here. Look at the big pit in front of you. It is obvious that there has been a battle. The skeleton soldiers around also seem to be sleeping. We are all so close, and they have not started yet.
attack."
"Go ahead and check it out first, and then make a plan."
"Yes." The old man nodded, then turned to look behind him, with a flash of disdain in his eyes, and said: "You protect the young master, I will come as soon as I go. If the young master makes any mistakes, I will take it upon you!"
"yes!"
The group of people seemed not to notice the disdain in the old man's eyes, and responded respectfully in unison.
Looking at everyone, the old man nodded, then turned to look at the young man and said, "Master, I'm going."