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Zhong Ming watched expressionlessly as black blood mist exploded under the rock pillar that he had occupied. The excitement and strange pleasure in his dark eyes faded in an instant. She had a pair of long and narrow almond-shaped eyes that were clearly the same as before, but now she seemed to have an inexplicable coldness in her eyes. It was not the estrangement that he once felt, but a coldness that came from within, as if there was nothing in this world that could touch his heart.

It's not just being cold. That cold, just one look at it sent chills down one's spine. It was a gloomy and gloomy cold that no one could see the light of day in the depths of the abyss.

Zhong Ming had lived for two lifetimes, but he had never had such a gloomy temperament. However, at this time, the bone-piercing cold seemed to be etched into his heart and marrow, causing him to emit an aura that did not belong to the human world, from his bloodline and bones to the surface of his body. Yes, an aura that did not belong to the human world.

Under his calm and handsome appearance, there was a bone-chilling coldness and a repressed anger and ruthlessness. It was a hatred towards the human world and the sun. It was a negative and decadent feeling that he had gotten used to in the dark night and no longer had any expectations.

Zhong Ming just stood there quietly, allowing the wound on his palm to be exposed and the blood on it to flow down. However, there were no longer any rustling sounds in the air. The black bugs were not completely wiped out. However, the closer they got to the top of the stone pillars, the more panicked they became. Even when he fell straight into the abyss from the high stone pillar, he did not want to get close to Zhong Ming even if his body was smashed into pieces.

Thus, a shocking scene appeared. Zhong Ming squatted on the stone pillar with his decadent and cold body. One of his legs was half kneeling on the surface of the pillar, while the other leg was supporting his arm. It was his bleeding right hand. Handsome and handsome, cold and unrestrained.

Under Zhong Ming, the army of black bugs kept climbing upwards. However, every time they reached about five to six inches under Li Zhongming's feet, they would turn around in panic, not caring about their own safety as they bumped into their comrades, or directly fell into the abyss. It looked like a fountain. On top of the pillar stood Zhong Ming. The black bugs acted as spring water as they continuously sprayed out.

If one did not pay close attention, one would think that this scene was quite beautiful. If he was deep in thought and saw the black bugs crawling on the pillars and actually running away at such a close distance from Zhong Ming, not only would he feel intense fear of the black bugs and disgust that would make his stomach turn sour, he would also feel reverence and fear for Zhong Ming, the natural insect repellent.

Humans were always afraid of the unknown. If someone saw Zhong Ming and the black bugs at that moment, their first reaction would be to suspect if they were humans or not.

However, at this moment, no one was around, so no one noticed Zhong Ming's abnormality and no one came to save Zhong Ming from gradually going insane.

Zhong Ming's black hair and handsome white face gave him the appearance of a good student. However, such a dejected, cold and negative temperament added a hint of unusualness to him. In addition to his posture, if he were to add a cigarette between his slender fingers, then on his exposed arm, there would be tattoos all over the place, and a row of silver rings in his ears, then he would definitely be on Earth. A gangster that had been beaten up by society would squat on the side of the street, waiting to rob him.

However, with Zhong Ming's cold and murderous temperament, he probably would have done it. If he were to squat on the side of the road, it would not be a robbery, but a murder.

Wu was still thinking about how to find the source of the disturbance. He had just lost his mind and cut his own hand. He did not feel that he was in the wrong nor did he want to heal the wound, but after a long period of bleeding, his lips still turned pale. Even if she was Pharmacist, even if his cultivation was extremely high, even if his body was extremely strong, he was still a human, and he had all the weaknesses that humans should have.

His blood flowed down along the stone pillar and instantly seeped five inches under the stone pillar. It twisted and turned into a thin red trace that was especially eye-catching in the brown light.

Even though it was no longer normal to watch Zhong Ming from the side, Zhong Ming did not know and did not feel that there was anything wrong with his state of mind. He was still thinking. He was calm. If his blood could not lead to clues that made him happy, then how could he lead to other things and sources of interference?

While Zhong Ming was thinking carefully about what to do next, Xuan Hao and Huang Ling were at the other end of the lake, fighting with the living beings there.

"Xuan Hao, I still haven't received master's information. Is there a problem with master?"

Xuan Hao carried Huang Ling on his back, his two small feet coiled around Xuan Hao's waist. Xuan Hao looked like he was carrying a small backpack. Xuan Hao had an extremely tall stature and was similar to Zhong Ming to begin with. Although he had a skinny body that was eighteen or nineteen years old, it did not affect his physical strength in the slightest. Huang Ling was so petite that she looked like a six or seven year old child, carrying her on her back wasn't a burden at all.

Xuan Hao was skillfully carrying a small backpack as he fought against the group of extremely ugly looking things on the other side.

Xuan Hao had already made up his mind. He put Huang Ling into the space and fulfilled his promise to Zhong Ming according to the instructions. However, Xuan Hao was unable to change Huang Ling's mind.

Huang Ling wanted to stay by Xuan Hao's side no matter what. She felt that staying outside was very useful. On the one hand, she was afraid of the little fool in her heart, and accidentally demonized. On the other hand, Huang Ling wanted to see her master's arrival with her own eyes so that she could guide him and provide him with information. In Huang Ling's opinion, Xuan Hao was currently in combat, so it would be inconvenient for him to speak up. Huang Ling wanted to do her best to help the two of them get out of this predicament.

The little yellow spirit secretly raised her eyebrows. She obediently hugged Xuan Hao and hung him on her body. She silently cursed in her heart: "If I'm not outside, Xuan Hao will not care about anything anymore. If he goes crazy with killing intent, he will destroy this place." At that time, Zhong Ming would not be by Xuan Hao's side. With his own ability, it would be impossible to suppress Xuan Hao's madness. Moreover, if Xuan Hao were to really go crazy at this place, not only would the water chestnut grass not survive, but the three of them would waste their effort and alert some unknown things.

The little yellow spirit continuously followed Xuan Hao as he moved and turned. The calculations in her heart crackled and she felt that she was in the right. Her judgement of the current situation had also greatly improved. However, accidents always happen so quickly.

"Bang!" A mushroom cloud shining with blue lightning appeared in the distance, instantly obliterating everything in its path.

The sound was extremely strange. At first, the ultrasound vibrated in the eardrums, but then it gradually decreased in frequency. When the sound waves hit the eardrums, it actually didn't sound loud at all.

Huang Ling raised her head and looked into the distance, where the blue light was rising.

With a wave of his hand, Xuan Hao unleashed balls of black devil dragon flames, eliminating a group of unknown creatures that made him feel disgusted. Forcefully enduring the great pain in his eardrums, he also looked towards the blue lightning.

"Master?" What was Master trying to do by making such a loud noise? "Is the master not afraid to make any noise, to destroy the mountain, to let it out?" Huang Ling was scared out of her wits. She wanted nothing more than to curl herself into a ball and lie on Xuan Hao's back.

Xuan Hao remained silent as he quietly stood on that flat piece of land. His hands, which had turned into dragon claws, hung by his side. Black scales covered both his arms, and his muscles bulged one after another. Such a thick dragon claw made his originally lean body look even more terrifying. The sleeves of his black clothes were torn apart inch by inch until they reached his shoulders. The torn pieces of his clothes were mixed with the burnt remains of the black flames.

Behind Xuan Hao, Huang Ling could not see Xuan Hao's expression. Xuan Hao's blood-red eyes surged with waves that caused one to feel a chill in one's heart. Xuan Hao's lips moved, but in the end, he didn't say a single word.

It was impossible for him to tell Huang Ling about Zhong Ming's current situation. Since the two of them had a blood contract, just like when Xuan Hao's mood was abnormally fluctuating, he was finally able to hear Zhong Ming's extremely irritable and ruthless words that were currently appearing one by one in Xuan Hao's mind.2

Every word he said was filled with a terrifying ferocity, it was definitely not a thought that his own master should have.

Although Xuan Hao and Zhong Ming didn't spend as much time together as Huang Ling, Xuan Hao was sure that Zhong Ming wasn't a dark and evil person based on the few months he had spent together with Xuan Hao and Zhong Ming and the time he had just recovered his consciousness.

However, the current situation made him extremely worried. Xuan Hao was sure that Zhong Ming was responsible for the explosion and the mushroom cloud.

When that roar rang out, the first thing that appeared in his mind wasn't the loud sound of the explosion, but the series of crazy words and the terrifying laughter that came out, making him feel like his skin was standing on end.

Right now, Xuan Hao felt that something must have happened to his master. He was extremely anxious. However, there was no other way.

Zhong Ming, however, was fine. He narrowed his phoenix eyes and smiled evilly. He was abnormally excited as he watched the terrifying mushroom cloud he created gradually dissipate into the air.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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