Naruto Invasion Under One Person

Chapter 67 Your illness is in my heart [Please subscribe 1/5]

Author: Hongxiu Zhaoa

Chapter 67 Your illness is in my heart [Please subscribe 15]

Qin Heng was a little surprised when he saw this. Could the power of faith in this divine mask be able to repair wounds? Six!

Immediately he jumped up again, put his palms together, and a large dazzling white light emerged from behind him, making Wang Zhenqiu unable to open his eyes.

Thunder Escape—Thunder Light Pillar!

But Wang Zhenqiu was an experienced temporary worker after all, and he reacted very quickly. He threw out bits of golden light with his left hand and scattered it around. He held up the colorful stick with his right hand and crossed one leg on it. Then the colorful stick grew suddenly and took him with him.

Flying into the air, this set of coherent operations was completed in an instant, which shows his rich combat experience.

However, after so many years of killing, Qin Heng is not a vegetarian. He has experienced hundreds of battles. I saw that he did not step on the light spots on the ground at all, but jumped up and stepped on the colorful sticks, as if ignoring gravity, climbed up.

Putting his palms together, he sprayed out a very thin line of water from his mouth and shot it towards Wang Zhenqiu along the colorful stick.

Water escape - water breaks the wave!

Wang Zhenqiu thought in his heart, "Holy shit," he had seen this move before, so he immediately abandoned his stick and jumped out with one foot.

And just when he jumped out, Qin Heng had already predicted his position and shot out a short knife with black thunder and lightning.

The dagger was extremely fast, and it hit Wang Zhen's ball below the side in the blink of an eye.

The next second, Qin Heng appeared on top of the dagger, holding the dagger behind his back and stabbing Wang Zhenqiu straight into his chest.

Flying Thunder God!

Everyone watching the battle was shocked. Could it be that Wang Zhenqiu was killed by Qin Heng? A temporary worker from South China killed a temporary worker from Southwest China. This is a big deal!

However, Wang Zhenqiu was not killed. He raised his hands to clasp Qin Heng's shoulders, and then a large amount of colorful Qi surged out of his body and rushed towards Qin Heng.

Seeing this, Qin Heng quickly drew his knife, and immediately kicked Wang Zhenqiu away. It fell to the ground and blood spurted out.

Looking at Wang Zhenqiu, who was leaning on the tree with his hands on the ground and struggling to get up, Qin Heng was a little surprised. He was not dead yet. He was very lucky.

He was about to jump up again.

At this time, Wang Zhenqiu waved his hands repeatedly and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. The original white T-shirt on his body had also been dyed red, and he said sadly:

".No. No more fighting, here you go"

After saying that, he took off his gloves and threw them to Qin Heng.

Qin Heng caught it and was very happy. Now the two gloves came together. Wang Zhenqiu could only play the role of the Monkey King. I wonder if he could play the role of the Heaven and Earth with the combination of these two skills.

No longer paying attention to Wang Zhenqiu and the people watching around him, Qin Heng turned around and left. The mission was completed, and what he wanted was coming back. Now all he needed was Wang Ye's Fenghou Tu to complete the trip. Regarding the subsequent review of the company,

He didn't care.

It's impossible for him to hand over the magic machine with hundreds of refinements. If the company can accept it, then accept it. If it can't, then it depends on who has a stronger fist.

Watching Qin Heng leave, Xia Liuqing approached Wang Zhenqiu and said, "Bastard, what are you doing? Do you want to die?"

Wang Zhenqiu rolled his eyes at him and said wistfully, "I'm not dead yet, Old Man Xia, are you worried about me?"

"I'm worried that if you die, no one will help me find Jinfeng."

"I'll fuck you, uncle."

"Hehehehehe."

At this time, Zhang Chulan and other temporary workers also came over.

"Tsk, tsk. You said it would be better if you gave it to him directly, but you have to ask someone to give him two swords. Are you excited?" Zhang Chulan shook his head as he said it.

Black Guan'er asked: "Qiu'er, are you okay?"

Seeing Wang Zhenqiu shaking his head, Black Guan'er continued: "You said you did too, but Ma Xianhong was already solved by him, so what are you going to do with him?"

Wang Zhenqiu sighed and said: "Don't you give in? Those gloves have been accumulated by Old Man Xia for many years. I want to make the same one myself. I don't know how much trouble it will take."

At this time, Xiao Zizai said calmly: "Qiu'er, do you know why you lost so miserably?"

Wang Zhenqiu was confused: "Why?"

Everyone around was also listening attentively

Xiao Zizai adjusted his glasses and said slowly:

"Because he has no scruples when it comes to his attacks, and he doesn't hold anything back when he makes a move. If you can catch it, you can take it. If you can't, you will die."

"And if you take it, he will still have back-ups until he maims or kills you. These two situations are not your choice, but the result of you taking the last blow."

"Just like the knife he stabbed into your chest just now, he won't consider whether you can survive at all. If you can survive, you will live. If you can't, you will die. It is this mentality that makes him strong and allows him to be 100%

Two hundred to show his strength."

"But you don't have this awareness."

Wang Zhenqiu was stunned after listening to Xiao Zizai's words and was silent. He didn't like to make others suffer at all. He even trained the Armed King Kong into a love horse to kill chickens. He really couldn't do it if he was asked to fight a ruthless person like Qin Heng.

.

The rest of the people were very surprised after hearing this. What was surprising was not Qin Heng's mentality, but that Xiao Zizai knew Qin Heng so well? Could this be sympathy for each other, sympathy for each other, and fellow patients seeing the same thing, your illness is my heart?

For a while, the forest was silent, and everyone had different thoughts.

Biyou Village, dense forest.

At this time, the responding staff had already gone up the mountain and were searching for the remaining root tools. Ma Xianhong had already handed it over to them, and he was given an injection of drug and fell asleep.

At this point, the task of the temporary workers was completely completed, and then everyone said hello, went down the mountain, and returned to their own jurisdiction.

Qin Heng came to the temporary medical station set up at the foot of the mountain.

Lifting the door curtain, Wang Ye and Lao Meng came into view, with Zhuge Qing and Fu Rong lying on their left and right in front of them.

Seeing him come in, Lao Meng took the lead and said: "Qin. Qin Heng, I heard it through the communicator. You captured Ma Xianhong. Thank you for your hard work."

Qin Heng waved his hand and asked: "Brother Qing, how are they doing?"

Wang Ye's mouth twitched when he heard this, "You're so young, brother, you're not cured of your problem of being kind but ruthless in your actions."

"Zhuge Qing is fine. He just needs to be nursed back. He may not recover until March or May. Fu Rong's injury is relatively serious. He has just come out of the critical period. The follow-up situation will depend on the situation."

Qin Heng nodded, not caring, and said slowly: "How long does it take you to draw the style painting?"

Wang Ye sighed and persuaded: "Old Qin, I can give it to you, but I have to give you a few instructions."

"you say."

"This thing is very dangerous. It will make people who are too obsessed with the inside view become addicted and gradually become crazy. If you want this Fenghou Qimen so much, I'm afraid that you will sink in after just one look and never wake up.

This is an ability that the more you try to master it, the less you can control it. You already have such powerful means, why would you take this risk?"

Qin Heng smiled after listening silently and said:

"Old Wang, to be honest, this makes some people yearn for and be obsessed with Fenghou Qimen. I actually don't take it to heart. I got it and I can learn how to learn it. If I can't learn it, I will be a collection card. It doesn't matter.

There will be some thoughts that I must learn, so you don’t have to worry about me becoming addicted.”

After hearing this, Wang Ye looked at Qin Heng intently for a while, sighed, and said: "Well, since you insist on doing this, I won't advise you anymore. It will take me about four or five hours to paint the Fenghou picture.

, do you want it now?”

Qin Heng shook his head and said, "It's been too long. I still have something to do. Let's make an appointment at a time and place. I'll pick it up then."

Wang Ye nodded, and the two agreed on a time and place.

Qin Heng turned and left.

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