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Eight hundred and twentieth chapters: tragic temptation

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Lu Xiaoman did not answer the conversation immediately. She first glanced at Wang Chu. After a deep look at Chen Qiye, she felt ridiculous about Ye Yuxin and Zhang Ya's proposal.

"Wang Chu, Yu Xin told Zhang Ya that you will go to their wooden house tonight, and I will sleep with you tonight." Lu Xiaoman said with a blushing face.

Wang Chu was immediately surrounded by a huge sense of happiness. Wouldn't that mean that he could sleep with the two girls tonight?

Wang Chu jumped out of bed, wrapped his clothes, and rushed to another wooden house. His anxious look was not as sad as before. This might be the benefit of inheriting the family line.

Wang Chu left simply, but Lu Xiaoman was extremely embarrassed.

What will happen to Wang Chu, Ye Yuxin and Zhang Ya tonight is impossible for her and Chen Qiye. After all, Chen Qiye has refused once, but men and women sleep in the same hut, and any woman will feel embarrassed if she changes to her!

"Lu Xiaoman, please sleep with peace of mind. Nothing will happen tonight." At this time, Chen Qiye's slightly hoarse voice came from the darkness.

Since Chen Qiye said that, Lu Xiaoman had nothing to worry about. He gritted his teeth and walked to Wang Chu's bed, then lie down with his clothes.

A few minutes ago, Lu Xiaoman was so nervous that she was dying, but after a brief adaptation, she felt that this was good. She just slept with her own sleep, everyone was innocent, and she would not be caught between Ye Yuxin and Zhang Ya as a good person.

During the whole day, Ye Yuxin and Zhang Ya were glaring at Wang Chu. When only the three women were left, these two female intellectuals seemed to be arrogant and said anything ugly, and they almost broke into each other. It was really uncomfortable for Lu Xiaoman to get stuck in the middle.

As for how they thought of letting Wang Chu go to sleep tonight, everyone is almost thirty years old, that is their own business.

"Mr. Chen, do you think the Rothschild family member who came to my parents was related to Alimujiang?" Lu Xiaoman turned over a few times and couldn't sleep. A sudden light of inspiration flashed in her mind. She leaned over and asked in the direction of Chen Qiye three meters away.

The topic of the Medicine God Sect is something that Lu Xiaoman dared not care about, but her parents died in the Kunlun no-man's land, and she still couldn't let it go.

"It's hard to make a judgment directly." Chen Qiye was thinking about Alimujiang's concerns during the day, and Lu Xiaoman just mentioned it, and he replied ambiguously in the night.

"That's right, Rothschild is one of the most mysterious families in the world. The purpose of their work is not something that ordinary people can understand." Lu Xiaoman did not lose his desire for knowledge because of Chen Qiye's cold answer, but instead nodded frequently.

From the conversation between Alimujiang and his son during the day, as well as the appearance of the villagers, Lu Xiaoman can basically judge that they are pure Jews, not mixed-race.

The Jews are a nation that pays great attention to blood. When the laws of various countries are opposed to marriages with close relatives, the Jews do the opposite, and family marriages are popular, and the Rothschild family is the most representative.

In order to ensure the purity of the Jewish bloodline in this family, this family almost only chose spouses among cousins ​​and refused to integrate other bloodlines. Even the bloodlines of other Jews were rejected by another Jewish family.

The village where Alimujiang is located is a small Jewish village located in the Kunlun no-man's land. The Rothschild family traveled thousands of miles to remotely direct a Chinese professor couple to investigate a mysterious topic. There must be a trace of connection between the two.

It’s just that this kind of connection cannot be imagined by Lu Xiaoman’s worldview.

Whether it is the Medicine God Sect and the Rothschild family, Lu Xiaoman's world is almost ahead of the existence of aliens who have been civilized for centuries. She can imagine that there will be ghosts.

Chen Qiye didn't want Lu Xiaoman to get involved in a mysterious organization like the Medicine God Sect. The only thing he had with Lu Xiaoman was the only one snowman.

Just as Chen Qiye was about to go to bed, suddenly several cold murderous intents surrounded the entire wooden house.

"Lu Xiaoman, come to my side soon." Chen Qiye suddenly turned over and said.

Lu Xiaoman was stunned, then his pretty face was flushed. It was already midnight. Chen Qiye asked her to go over. Did he regret it?

A few days ago, Lu Xiaoman did not lie in Shen Qiye's tent. It was her first time. Chen Qiye came here to avenge her parents.

Logically speaking, Lu Xiaoman must have made preparations to contribute, but this is a matter, so how can women take the initiative?

Want to come here, isn’t you Mr. Chen coming here?

"Mr. Chen, aren't you not wanting it? You are so abrupt. Do you want me to be mentally prepared first?" Lu Xiaoman said shyly.

Chen Qiye was amused and crying. Lu Xiaoman was still thinking about this when it was a critical moment of life and death. Just as a black hand moved the trigger in the night, Chen Qiye rushed over like a tiger going down the mountain and picked up Lu Xiaoman.

"Ah..." Lu Xiaoman was about to scream, but the loud noise that cut through the sky directly overshadowed Lu Xiaoman's scream.

With a bang, Rewu's unique vibration polished the small village located at the foot of Kunlun Snow Mountain.

But what’s strange is that the people in the village are like an appointment. None of the dozen small wooden houses lit up the oil lamps. This shock makes the sound look a bit terrifying and tragic in Kunlun no-man’s land!
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