"No, Old Savage." Smiling Tiger cried out in grief and anger, pouncing onto E Guantian's body and using all his strength to sway: "Old Savage, Old Savage, wake up, wake up — —!"

E Guantian was trapped in a pit and could not move at all.

Of course, his mouth was still moving, but he was just spitting out blood constantly. The blood was like a gus.h.i.+ng fountain that surged out continuously, dyeing half of his face, his chest, his clothes, and the ground around him red.

Under the constant shaking and shouting from Smiling Tiger, E Guantian finally opened his eyes slowly. He looked at Smiling Tiger, his partner and brother, who had suffered from trouble with him together for decades.

Suddenly, with his last bit of strength, he grabbed the Smiling Tiger's hand and let out a gurgling sound from his throat. He seemed to want to say something, but apart from constantly bleeding, he could not say a single word with mouth opening. He did not give up. He continued struggling, and finally, he let out a voice arduously, "I … I …die with unwillingness… I hate… I hate…."

As using all his strength to finish the last word, his body trembled, and then with resentment and unwillingness, he stopped breathing. However, his eyes were still open wide and unwilling to close them.

Smiling Tiger was filled with grief and anger. He knew why E Guantian died so grievously and why he was unwilling. If he were him, so would he.

Smile and Savage Evils had started their careers for decades, and had experienced all sorts of dangerous battles, had been faced with all kinds of experts. Even if they met the experts who were stronger than them, they killed so much in cooperation with each other. Therefore, they earned prestige by themselves.

Initially, when they were sent to the city, they had thought that it was a comfortable trip. With their strength, they could sweep through all the Martial Cultivators in the city, and no one would be able to stop them.

However, no one would have thought that the famous E Guantian who was one of the Smile and Savage Evils would be killed by an urban Martial Cultivator, and what was even more unacceptable was that this Martial Cultivator was a young brat.

To die like this, never mind the famous Smile and Savage Evils in the Half Ancient Martial World, even an ordinary half of ancient Martial Cultivator would die with the grievance. When the Black and White Elders were killed by Qin Hao, they also had died with grievances.

However, even if he died with grievances, he could not change the reality before him. Smiling Tiger could only keep the pain and hatred in his heart as he cried and placed his trembling hands to close his brother's eyes.

"Amitabha, sin." Withered Leaf looked at E Guantian who had closed his eyes, and put his hands together as sighing Amitabha Buddha with his hoa.r.s.e voice.

"Crocodile tears." Smiling Tiger looked at Withered Leaf venomously, then ignored him and picked up E Guantian's huge body, staggering step by step towards the darkness.

"Halt!" Behind him, there was an ice-cold, broken shout. It was Qin Hao.

Smiling Tiger stopped his steps. He suppressed the anger in his heart and spoke with an emotionless tone: "One of us has been already dead in your hands. What else do you want to do? What? Are you trying to kill me? "He knew that with his current strength, he wouldn't be able to fight against the two humans and the beast, so he could only endure.

"You're right." Qin Hao answered very straightforwardly, "Let go of the Tiger and return it to the mountain, there will be endless trouble in the future. I have no reason to let you go. "

"Amitabha, Almsgiver, the heavens have blessed all the lives. One of them has died, please let him go on account of me." The monk was so merciful that he was overflowed with love, at least Qin Hao thought so.

"Master, you have to eliminate all evils; otherwise, there will be endless troubles in the future." Qin Hao insisted.

" Ami…tab…ha." This calling of Amitabha Buddha has lasted so long, and his tone of voice was very gentle, "Almsgiver, there will be retribution in return for evilness, and there will be benefits in return for goods. He would kill himself if he acted unjustly. For the wicked, punishment will fall upon them. "

"d.a.m.n it." Qin Hao almost burst out dirty words, but seeing that he was an esteemed monk after all, and had even given himself such a huge benefit of the three Violent Spirit Pellets, he had to give him some face. So, he had to say:" Master, I don't embrace Buddhism." After he finished speaking, he did not let Withered Leaf continue speaking. Instead, he walked forward with dense killing intent.

Qin Hao did not plan to let Smiling Tiger leave this place alive. This person gave him a kind of sinister feeling, leaving him would bring out endless troubles in the future. Furthermore, looking at the relations.h.i.+p between him and E Guantian earlier and that resentful gaze of him, it was highly likely that he would come to find him for revenge once he recovered his strength. Cutting the gra.s.s without removing the roots was irresponsible for him.

" Roar." The little monster that was following Qin Hao released a majestic roar and followed closely behind.

"Young Benefactor, please wait a moment. Benefactor ….""Ahem, ahem, ahem …" Maybe Withered Leaf was anxious to stop Qin Hao, and his wound was moved, so he coughed intensely.

Qin Hao stopped walking as if he was giving face to Withered Leaf. In fact, he was forced to stop in his tracks, and after walking a short distance, the blood and Qi in his body suddenly surged, and a wave of blood gushed out of his throat. Luckily, he reacted quickly and managed to suppress the rush of blood back in time. He couldn't dare to reveal a little of discomfort on his face, and he still had terrible killing intent.

Although the Smiling Tiger in front of him did not turn around, with his strength, he could naturally feel that Qin Hao had stopped in his tracks. He thought Withered Leaf's words prevent Qin's action.

"Little brother, what on earth do you want me to do for let me go?" Smiling Tiger said with a friendly tone. He was a clever man. He knew that he couldn't fight against Qin Hao and the others flintily right now, and even if he wanted to fight, he had to wait until his power recovered completely. He had to save his own life now, and with the overflowing sympathy of Monk Withered Leaf, he could use it to protect himself.

Qin Hao did not answer him but continued to stare at the back of his head with cold eyes. Inside his body, the blood waves were boiling once again, making him not dare to relax at all, he could only continue to suppress them.

"If you really want this unimportant life of me, how about you wait for me to bury my brother before dying? I hope you can agree with it. "Not hearing Qin Hao's reply, Smiling Tiger lowered his voice once again and pleaded for mercy.

" Ahem, ahem, ahem. Benefactor, you can leave. I hope that you will do good deeds in the future. Put down the sword to become Buddha. Amitabha! "Withered Leaf coughed as he walked over. At the same time, he made the decision of letting Smiling Tiger leave for Qin Hao.

"What the f.u.c.k to become a Buddha. The old bald donkey, you just wait, the day I return to Tian Han Sect will be the day your Dragon Soul Temple was destroyed. " Smiling Tiger said hatefully in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be grateful. He said sincerely, "Thank you, Master. I will come here to thank you for sparing my life!" In the future, I will not be thanking you but will wipe out your entire Dragon Soul Temple.

When he finished saying his thanks, Smiling Tiger was about to leave, but he was stopped once again by Qin Hao, "Stop!"

The Smiling Tiger stopped his steps once again and gnashed his teeth. The hatred for Qin Hao had far surpa.s.sed his hatred for Withered Leaf. He swore that he would annihilate Qin Hao's entire clan to vent the great hatred in his heart one day.

"What, are you still unwilling to let me go?" Even though he was extremely resentful in his heart, to preserve his life, Smiling Tiger had no choice but to lower himself again and again. In front of an urban Martial Cultivator whom he had looked down upon previously, he had no choice but to beg humbly.

Qin Hao snorted, "For the sake of master, I can let you go, but before you leave, hand over the antidote for the poison in master's body, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." He had already found that the poison of Withered Leaf was extremely toxic. Even if he were skilled in the art of medicine, it would be still difficult to detoxify the poison. It would be best if he could get the antidote.

Qin Hao was a person who distinguished between grat.i.tude and hatred. Withered Leaf had given him three Violent Spirit Pills. No matter what the reason was, it was given to him. It allowed him to raise a small level so it could be considered as giving him a great opportunity. He had to repay this kindness, and that was by saving Withered Leaf's life.

When Qin Hao put forward his request, it made Withered Leaf feel extremely grateful, but he knew that even if he had the antidote, it wouldn't be able to save him.

This time, Smiling Tiger threw a bottle of medicine over. At this moment, he was afraid that Qin Hao would go back on his words, so he didn't dare to hesitate. Only after Qin Hao verified the pill's authenticity did he agree to let Smiling Tiger leave.

He had no choice but to let Smiling Face leave because he couldn't stop him right now, let alone kill him. Although Smiling Tiger hadn't fully recovered his strength, he had regained at least thirty or forty percent of his power. This skill was enough to destroy him, who was with internal injuries, but luckily, Smiling Tiger couldn't find that he was a spent bullet.

Watching Smiling Tiger to carry E Guantian's body, step by step, disappearing into the darkness, Qin Hao's expression changed instantly.

"Young Benefactor …" Just as Withered Leaf was about to say something to Qin Hao, he heard a loud "Wow" sound, and Qin Hao spat out a large mouthful of blood. That b.l.o.o.d.y wave couldn't be suppressed and surged out.

"Benefactor, what's wrong with you?" Withered Leaf was shocked.

Qin Hao did not reply, and with a plop, he fell onto the ground. The Little Monster at the side was startled when it saw Qin Hao suddenly vomit blood and then fall onto the ground. It didn't know what to do either, so it could only circle around Qin Hao and shout continuously.

Qin Hao gasped for breath and caressed the Little Monster's head to calm it down, then he let it obediently return to the spatial ring. And then he ran his Qi to cure himself.

"Benefactor, I have some excellent healing pills. Take them quickly." The pill was taken out by Withered Leaf was of course not an ordinary pill. As an expert who knew medicine, Qin Hao could tell that the pill was extraordinary immediately when he smelt it. And then he took it.

Withered Leaf's medicine was indeed extraordinary, and with the self-healing ability of "Eternity Spell," after meditating and healing for over ten minutes, Qin Hao finally managed to stabilize the restless blood in his body.

When Qin Hao opened his eyes, he was surprised to notice Monk Withered Leaf sitting beside him like a statue, with traces of black blood flowing out of his mouth and eyes. He seemed to have just left to meet the Buddha.

"Master." Qin Hao shouted and extended his hand to check his breath anxiously.