Evolution Begins with a Scarecrow

In a gloomy stone forest, a huge lizard corpse was split in half, and the steaming black-red blood dyed the entire ground red.

On the stone next to the huge corpse, a purple-haired boy stood holding a sword.

"Thanks to you, Lang San. Even the King of Earth can be killed so easily."

A blood shadow gathered around the purple-haired boy and gradually transformed into Feng Tianhao's figure.

But now Feng Tianhao's skin is as dry as bones, his hair is messy and snow-white, and his eyes are deeply sunken into the eye sockets. He looks like a mummy crawling out of a grave.

"As long as he is still F-level, there is nothing I can't kill." After seeing Feng Tianhao appear, Lang San snorted and said lightly.

"It's awesome." Feng Tianhao chuckled, looking at the giant lizard corpse not far away and greedily sticking out his tongue to lick his lips.

"With the body of this Earth King, your Blood Origin Skill can probably reach the second level." Lang San moved the corner of his mouth, and finally couldn't help but said: "Then..."

"Don't worry." Feng Tianhao smiled and patted Lang San on the shoulder, saying: "As long as you help me get the medicine, I will definitely do what I promised you."

Lang San nodded and retreated slightly, avoiding Feng Tianhao's withered palm without leaving a trace.

"Then I won't disturb your practice. I'll go out for a walk."

"Okay." Feng Tianhao grinned, and after watching Lang San leave, a sinister look flashed in his dry eyes.

….

"etc!"

Shortly after Lang San walked out of the stone forest, a voice suddenly called him from behind.

Lang San turned around and saw a strong figure walking towards him.

It was Mo Longhao, or Fu Fang.

"What?" Lang San turned around and looked at Mo Longhao who was walking towards him with a hint of doubt.

Although this guy acted strangely and his body was not even his own, Lang San obviously liked this guy more than Feng Tianhao.

"Qianji is already dead, why are you still here?" Mo Longhao continued with a half-smile expression on his face: "Let me guess... did that lunatic say he could bring Qianji back to life?"

"..." Lang San did not answer, but his hand holding the epee tightened again.

"I taught you all that madman's moves. But I want to remind you that it's just necromancy. What came to life was just a dead corpse, not Su Qianji at all." Mo Longhao seemed to have a hint of unbearability in his eyes and spoke. Advised,.

"..." Lang San lowered his eyes and said nothing, just silently touching the epee in his arms.

"Oh, he's crazy, are you crazy too?" Seeing this, Mo Longhao sighed and became excited: "Qianji only wants to be a human being all her life. She doesn't have the slightest place for you in her heart. As the third What a genius, you even had your heart ripped out by her, why don’t you give up?!”

"...With my heart, she can't survive?" Lang San raised his head and ignored Mo Longhao's hysteria, but stared into Mo Longhao's eyes and asked softly.

Mo Longhao opened his mouth and was about to say something, but when he saw the brightness in Lang San's eyes, he couldn't help but sigh and swallowed the words in his mouth.

"As you wish."

After saying that, the shadow flickered, and Mo Longhao's tall body disappeared.

"It still doesn't work." Long after Mo Longhao left, Lang San raised his head and looked up at the stalagmites hanging above his head, and whispered.

"But I still want to give it a try."

….

"That idiot."

Mo Longhao leaned behind a boulder, looked at his own shadow, and said softly.

Suddenly, he turned his head sharply and shouted sternly at the stone forest beside him: "Who? Come out!"

"He is truly the peerless genius who ranks second on the Rising Stars list. He has such a keen sense of smell." In the stone forest, a dark figure walked out, clapping his hands.

"Is it you? How did you find this place?" Mo Longhao frowned and looked at the person coming up and down.

"Haha, don't be so nervous. I'm not here to fight." The visitor laughed and continued: "I'm here just to make a deal with you, Mr. Mo Longhao."

The visitor paused, then continued with a smile: "Maybe I should call you Miss Qingxuanyou?"

"Hmph." Mo Longhao sneered and said, "As expected of a member of the military, he is so capable. He even found out my real name."

"Don't dare." The visitor waved his hand and said with a smile: "Everyone knows Huang Quanzi but doesn't know Qingxuanyou's real name. How can our military have such ability?"

The visitor paused and saw the murderous intent on Mo Longhao's face getting stronger and stronger. He chuckled and continued: "Old man Huang Quan told me personally, just so that Miss Qing can talk to me properly."

Mo Longhao narrowed his eyes, knowing that the person who came was not lying.

"Then, what kind of business do you want to do with me?"

"I want you to help me kill someone." The person raised his head and stared directly into Mo Longhao's eyes with a pair of vicissitudes of life.

"who."

"A... person you also want to kill." The corner of the visitor's mouth moved slightly, and a name passed into Mo Longhao's ears under the air.

Mo Longhao's eyes suddenly showed a look of shock, but disappeared instantly.

"As for whether Miss Qing will accept this proposal, I won't ask any more questions." The visitor bowed slightly and retreated into the dark shadow behind him.

"Also, Mr. Huang Quan asked me to bring a message to Miss Qing. He said that Miss Qing's current body cannot exert the power of Emperor Kill at all, and she may not be able to kill the current person."

"That old immortal knows everything." Mo Longhao snorted coldly as he watched the figure gradually disappear into the darkness of the stone forest.

After a long time, Mo Longhao waved his palm, and the ground suddenly cracked under his feet, and several rotten corpses crawled out. On the shoulders of those rotten corpses, they also carried an extremely exquisite crystal coffin. .

Mo Longhao put his palm on the exquisite crystal coffin and touched it. He looked at the beautiful figure in the crystal and sighed softly.

"never mind."

Mo Longhao's hand touching the crystal coffin exerted force, and countless beautiful cracks appeared on the crystal coffin. With a crisp sound, the crystal coffin broke instantly, and countless fragments flew out in all directions.

Mo Longhao stretched out his hand, which was covered with wounds and dripping with blood from the fragments, and touched the delicate and beautiful face of the girl in the coffin.

"This feeling of touching myself will always feel weird no matter how many times I touch myself." Mo Longhao smiled, put his hand around the back of the girl's head, raised her head slightly, and pointed it at her thin lips. He leaned forward and kissed her.

After a long time, the girl in the coffin slowly raised her soft white hands and slowly pushed away the body that had lost its temperature.

In the darkness, on the shoulders of several rotting corpses, a strange scene like a fairy tale slowly unfolded.