Qin Hao held Huang Mie in his hand, and the blood in his body boiled like boiling water.

The phantom of the sword spirit cherry dragon danced around Qin Hao, and the cherry blossoms spewed out of the dragon's mouth, as if celebrating the arrival of the new owner.

Qin Fuyao rolled his eyes and stared at Yinglong viciously with a resentful expression, pouting, "It's the first time I've seen a white-eyed wolf! This dragon is despicable and shameless!"

Before Qin Hao came here, Qin Fuyao was the owner of Qiushui Seven Swords. She always treated these seven swords as her own children and nourished these seven holy swords with the best treatment.

However, Qin Hao's arrival broke the original warmth, and a traitor appeared among the seven swords of Qiushui, namely Huang Mie's sword spirit and Yinglong.

Once upon a time, cherry dragon always lingers around Qin Fuyao and is Qin Fuyao's darling, but now she has become the sister of Long in Qin Hao's arms.

Qin Hao also likes to interact with Yinglong, but within a minute, Qin Hao felt dizzy and felt like he lost too much blood during the battle.

"What's the situation? I'm so dizzy... Damn!"

Qin Hao suddenly exclaimed, and found that his arms turned crimson purple. At some point, many tiny barbs were grown in the hilt of Huang Mie Sword.

These barbs are like blood-sucking fangs. They ruthlessly penetrate Qin Hao's palms and crazily absorb Qin Hao's blood.

Huang Mie's sword body gradually lit up with dazzling red holy light, and the dragon's eyes embedded on the hilt showed greedy desire.

Qin Hao shook his hand hard, but found that Huang Mie Jian was like sticking to his hands and could not be shaken off.

"Senior Fuyao, what's going on? This sword sucks my blood and I'm almost exhausted!"

Qin Hao is now losing too much blood and his face turns pale.

Qin Fuyao stood aside and watched the show, and Yun Danfeng said lightly: "Silly boy, this is the consequence of reckless behavior. The reason why Sword Spirit Cherry Dragon fell in love with you should be because he was greedy for the blood of the dragon clan in your other half."

"Why does this sword keep sucking my blood? It's endless!"

"The Huang Mie Sword is quite special. If you want to control it, you must perform a blood sacrifice. Only by sacrificing the sword with blood can it maintain its power."

Qin Hao was almost crying. This sword was so good. If this continues, Qin Hao would be sucked dry in his blood and turned into a mummy mummy.

At the moment of crisis, Qin Hao finally found a way to close the blood sacrifice. He forced his hand to close the dragon's pupil at the hilt of the sword.

Just as the dragon's pupil closed, the dense barbs on the hilt of the sword stopped sucking blood and gradually degenerated and disappeared.

The sword spirit Cherry Dragon looked like he was full of food and drink, and turned into a cherry-colored stream of light and drilled back into the sword body.

Qin Hao collapsed on the ground, losing too much blood, causing his body to be exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"This special meow, what kind of sword breaks, actually sucks my blood! It can suck even more than Xiaoya!"

Freya is extremely powerful in combat. Qin Hao was sucked dry by Freya many times.

Qin Hao looked at the Huang Mie Jian in his hand, his eyes were grim and complaining, wishing he could throw the sword away.

However, Qin Hao was still reluctant to let it go, because after systematic identification, the Huangmiao Sword has reached the level of god-level equipment, and it is as growth-oriented as the Dark Prison Shadow Robe, and will become stronger as the master becomes stronger.

A white and tender jade hand reached in front of Qin Hao.

Qin Hao looked up and saw Qin Fuyao leaning over slightly.

Beat up, the ravines are deep.

Qin Hao stared at Qin Fuyao's chest and remembered what Qin Xuan often said:

When you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you.

"This old woman's figure is really good! As expected, the older she gets, the more delicious she is."

Qin Hao only dared to sigh in his heart, but Cao Thief's charm was written on his face.

Qin Fuyao reached out to help Qin Hao up and laughed: "Boy, if you want to control the Huang Mie Sword, you have to pay the price. Sacrifice to the sword with blood is the only way to use the Huang Mie Sword. Can you bear it?"

"Yes! I can bear it!"

Huang Mie Sword is a god-level equipment and has growth potential. Qin Hao will not miss this opportunity.

The Blood Sacrifice Sword is not considered a side effect. After all, Qin Hao can get bugs. When fighting, you only need to take out the card of the Ghost Alliance President Shen Tu to use the bloodline power of the blood clan - infinite blood.

Qin Fuyao thought for a moment and made a decision.

"Since Huang Mie's sword spirit recognizes you as the new master, it means that you have a fate with Huang Mie Sword. In addition, half of the dragon blood flows in your body, this sword may be able to exert its true value in your hands."

Qin Hao's heartbeats faster, and Qin Fuyao's intentions were already very obvious when he said this.

"Senior Fuyao, this sword..."

"I've given it to you."

"Thank you, Senior Fuyao!"

Qin Hao was very excited. Unexpectedly, he accidentally got a piece of god-level equipment when he was drunk.

"No need to thank me, I just think this sword is suitable for you."

The prince of the Dragon Clan matches the Dragon Dao sword, which is a combination made by heaven.

Qin Hao knew the value of Huang Die Sword. This sword is a masterpiece left by the strongest founder of the Eternal Clan and can be regarded as a priceless treasure.

Qin Fuyao presented Huang Mie Jian to Qin Hao for free, and Qin Hao was very grateful for this.

"Senior Fuyao, I'm emotional now and I really don't know how to express my gratitude to you. Otherwise..."

"Why do I do this for you to use my butt to hold walnuts!"

Qin Hao is really persistent in using his butt to hold walnuts.

"Little bastard, remember it. If you dare to pick up walnuts in the future, I will cut your butt with one sword!"

Qin Fuyao threatened Qin Hao in a fierce tone. She used to like eating walnuts, but now she is making her stomach turbulent by Qin Hao. When she thinks of walnuts, she will think of Qin Hao's butt.

Qin Fuyao doesn't plan to eat walnuts again in this life, as walnuts always have a special smell of farts for her.

Qin Fuyao raised his messy hair and walked out of the hall.

"Boy, you have finished visiting Jiange, and you have sex with Huang Mijian for nothing. It's time for us to leave."

Qin Fuyao was worried that Qin Hao would continue to have sex for free, so he took Qin Hao's hand and left Jiange.

Through the deep corridor, Qin Hao and Qin Fuyao returned to the main hall of Fuyao Pavilion.

Qin Fuyao closed the secret wall, everything was as usual, as if nothing had happened.

"Qin Hao, you..."

"I understand, I forgot everything that happened just now. I don't know the existence of Jiange, nor do I know that Senior Fuyao likes to drink."

Qin Fuyao narrowed his eyes again, patted Qin Hao's head, and chuckled, "You kid is more sensible than your father, and he is a little bitch!"

Qin Hao said seriously: "I'm not young, I'm eighteen centimeters!"

A hint of shyness flashed in Qin Fuyao's eyes, and his face was gloomy: "I'm talking about hips and shafts, do you think about city gates and towers, can these two be the same?"

The atmosphere was silent for a long time, and Qin Fuyao said impatiently: "Why are you not leaving yet? I am tired and I am going to sleep."

Qin Hao held Huang Mijian and smiled.

"Senior Fuyao, should we fulfill our previous bet?"

Qin Fuyao's pretty face turned red, his eyebrows raised, and he was powerful without anger.

"You kid really want to use the willow funeral to beat me?"

"My father said he would accept the loss."

Qin Fuyao suddenly thrust Qin Hao against the wall, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Then have your father told you that when I got angry, your father was beaten up by me!"

"Senior Fuyao, my mother called me to go home for dinner. I'll pat my butt and leave first!"

Qin Hao patted his butt, turned around and slipped away, faster than rushing to the cafeteria after school.

Qin Fuyao stood there in a daze for a long time, suddenly became manic and roared at Qin Hao's back: "Stupid brat, it's okay if you pat your butt and leave, but you pat your own butt, what's the point of slapping your butt!"

Qin Hao's voice came: "Senior Fuyao, I am willing to accept the loss. I just treated it as fulfilling the bet!"

It is said that the tigress cannot touch the butt, so Qin Hao insisted on slapping it twice, and the condition in front of the tomb is in good condition.

When Qin Hao and Qin Fuyao meet next time, it will probably be time to eat the mat.

After Qin Hao walked away, Qin Fuyao leaned against the door frame and chuckled softly.

"This kid is really bold, more arrogant than his father, and more suitable for practicing swordsmanship than his father. I hope this kid will come to apologize to me next time with wine, otherwise..."

Qin Fuyao shook the Liu Teng in his hand, and his body was full of murderous aura.
Chapter completed!