After a long time, Qin Ming came back to his senses and kept muttering to himself: "Crying lotus... Crying lotus, it must be the singing lotus... Hahahaha, hahahaha." After saying this, he couldn't help laughing wildly, as if
He yelled like crazy: "If God doesn't kill me, haha, if God doesn't kill me, he actually let me find the crying lotus. Chu Zhixuan, Leng Xuan, Zhuo Yun'ao, you all wait for me, sooner or later one day
, I will trample you all under my feet. At that time, I will be the only one in heaven and on earth. Anyone who dares not to obey me will be killed without a burial place. Haha, hahahaha..." In the midst of laughter,
He stood up with difficulty, then staggered to the flower and reached out to pluck it.
However, the moment he picked the crying lotus, a blood-red centipede suddenly emerged from the bottom of the stone. The centipede was red all over, about half a meter long, and its two tentacles were more than ten centimeters long.
, and under its body, there were hundreds of thin legs densely arranged. When Qin Ming was still stunned, the blood centipede suddenly flew up and bit the back of his hand hard. It took only a blink of an eye.
Soon, the back of his hand became red and swollen. Not only that, he also felt that the blood in his body was rapidly draining, and it was all sucked into the belly by the blood centipede. Normally, let alone a blood centipede, even if there were more
He was not afraid either. But now he was scarred and had no strength at all. He was no match for the blood centipede. At that moment, he tried hard to shake his hand and tried to shake the blood centipede away. However, the blood centipede was dead.
He bit the back of his hand and refused to let go. Feeling that his consciousness was gradually starting to slip into a trance, Qin Ming's eyes suddenly turned red. There was a trace of madness that could not be concealed in the blood redness. "I even
I haven't died in the disaster, how can I die in the hands of a little beast like you? Since you suck my blood, then I will suck your blood." After cursing, he opened his mouth and used all his strength,
He bit the blood centipede and then sucked the blood from the centipede.
As stream after stream of warm liquid flowed into his throat, Qin Ming felt that his whole body was unbearably hot, as if a cluster of flames were burning in his body. However, he had fallen into madness and could not care about so much. At this time
At this moment, the only thought in his mind was to drain the blood of the blood centipede. After a while, the body of the blood centipede slowly curled up together, motionless, and seemed to be dead. Seeing that the blood centipede was unresponsive, Qin
Ming then let go and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. However, not long after, he felt a sharp pain in his head. Then, he felt as if he was on a stove, and all the blood in his body was
It started to boil, and even his skin turned a fiery red. After a while, all the clothes on his body were torn by him, and his hands couldn't stop scratching at his chest, scratching out bloody traces.
After this continued for more than ten minutes, Qin Ming's movements became slower and slower, and it seemed that his strength was exhausted. After another tens of seconds, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground. He didn't respond for a long time, as if he had become
A corpse...
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed quickly. In the Ling family manor in the capital, Leng Xuan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, his brows slightly furrowed and his expression looking a little unhappy.