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Chapter 1242: Pretending to Amnesia

Tongxuan Realm!

Chen Qiye's eyelids were pounding. He had a little doubt about Ada and Xiaoxiao's words, after all, people's ability to accept is limited.

The holy war described by Ada and Xiaoxiao are too big, and the big ones are beyond the entire knowledge education that Chen Qiye received.

A Xuanyuan World, which is countless times wider than the earth, and another civilization that is mainly composed of cold weapons and is stronger than the earth's technology. Chen Qiye's last doubts about the Xuanyuan World were all shattered by the strong man in black armor and white cloak in front of him.

Because the man in front of him had the same martial arts realm as Chen Qiye's, both in the Tongxuan realm.

Moreover, the murderous intent that rolled from him and the richness of the mysterious energy were faintly higher than that of Chen Qiye. At least in the month from the river beach to the forest, Chen Qiye's qi sea was still empty.

If he really fights with this man, Chen Qiye feels that if he doesn't take ten moves, he will only have to escape.

But the most important thing is, will the military officer guarding the city be a senior general?

Obviously not!

That means that there are at least ten people in the city behind him, which can kill him.

In an unknown world, the unknown civilization, Chen Qiye soon made a decision.

"Low, I must hide in the city and slowly discover all clues related to the holy war." Chen Qiye thought to himself.

Since he has to leave home for three years before he can go back, it means he has plenty of time to understand the world and understand everything related to jihad.

"Little President!"

At the gate of the city, the two Ding Yongs who had just made things difficult for Chen Qiye saw the armored man, put down their weapons and knelt on one knee, showing that the armored man was their immediate boss.

"Two wastes." The armored man seemed to have no Shen Qiye in his eyes behind his hands.

He walked around the leather boots made of calfskin and turned around. He pointed at Chen Qiye with his backhand and snorted heavily: "You can't recognize the black hair and black eyes of the dragon clan? Whenever you look at the city gate, you all use blind waste."

The two Ding Yongs were stunned for a moment, then looked Chen Qiye up and down. When they saw that Chen Qiye's pupils were really black, they immediately lowered their heads and quickly began to admit their mistakes.

"Little Duke, we know we are wrong."

"Yes, Xiao Duke, there are so many people entering the city now, we have not seen clearly that this person is from the Dragon Clan. Damn it, we should die. Please let us let us go."

Although Chen Qiye didn't know who the Dragon Clan people they mentioned were, he now realized that the abortions entering and leaving the city gate seemed to look exactly the same as him, and they were of the same race. After closer inspection, they were really slightly different.

"The people entering and leaving this big city have black hair and yellow skin, but their pupils and eyes are neither the blue of white people on the earth nor the brown of Hebrew Jews, but light yellow." Chen Qiye thought to himself.

This is like the same ethnic group of the Southeast Region, China and the Southeast Region. Although on the surface, they are all yellow-skinned Mongolians, if you look closely, even those who have never left the country can recognize at a glance which one is a compatriot and which one is from the Southeast Region.

This difference is very small, but it can still be distinguished by the naked eye.

On the other hand, if someone stared at his pupils carefully, he could see that the pupils in his eyes were completely black and brown.

"I just don't know which country the Dragon tribe member mentioned by this little governor is from? Is there really a large number of compatriots in the Xuanyuan world? So I am also of the same clan and orthodox Chinese as them?" Chen Qiye thought in his heart.

According to Ada, the humans on Earth are people in Xuanyuan World, who migrated to the earth to avoid holy wars.

Then the three mainstream races on the earth should exist in the Xuanyuan world. So the dragon clan mentioned by the little governor and the compatriots of Chen Qiye seem to enjoy a high status in the Xuanyuan world?

Chen Qiye suddenly felt a little regretful and thought to himself: "If I had known it, I would have asked Ada clearly. The humanistic environment of Xuanyuan World is no longer confusing now."

At this time, the little governor seemed to have scolded the two Ding Yongs, and turned around to look at Chen Qiye, and was much more polite.

"I dare to ask the hero, which country is from the Dragon Clan?" The young governor shook his fist and returned to his arrogant attitude.

Only the nobles in the Dragon Clan can make him humble. He gave Chen Qiye a fist-clamping ceremony to the Dragon Clan, which was enough face.

Chen Qiye was so amused that he didn't even know which clan the Dragon Clan was, so how could he know which country he came from?

However, according to the back-report of this young governor, it is probably a general term, not a specific country. Perhaps the dragon clan has created countless countries in the Xuanyuan world, but Chen Qiye didn't know anything about these.

He shook his head and fists, and replied with a bow: "I came out of my home to visit the mountains, fell down from the cliff, and got separated from my family. I can't remember where I came from."

Xiao Du was stunned, and the adjutant who came down from the city tower beside him was also stunned. Both of them looked at each other, and they were a little disbelief.

Isn't this a coincidence?

When I went out to travel around, I actually fell off the mountain and lost my memory?

If the little governor hadn't seen Shen Qiye's black hair and black eyes, he would have arrested Chen Qiye as a spy.
Chapter completed!
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