Chapter eight hundred and twentieth seven: open your eyes and talk nonsense
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Hearing the vibration, Lu Xiaoman finally realized what was going on. It turned out that it was not Chen Qiye who wanted her, but someone wanted to kill her and Chen Qiye!
This made Lu Xiaoman even more terrifying. After all, Chen Qiye just wanted her and it hurt a little. But if he was hit by Rewu, he would not be able to feel so painful. Now there is no need to remind Chen Qiye, Lu Xiaoman hugged Chen Qiye's waist tightly. Even his life was almost gone, and who would care about whether he could get married or not?
"Mr. Chen, we are in the village of Alimujiang. How could anyone want to kill us?" Lu Xiaoman hid behind Shen Qiye and asked, "Is it someone from another village?"
Lu Xiaomancheng saw the respect of Chen Qiye in the village during the day, and called the god envoy, how could the villagers have the courage to kill the god envoy?
"I don't know very well." Chen Qiye was alert to Rewu's continued sneak attack and looked around. His years of alertness made him discover the biggest suspicion at present.
The first tremor did not alarm anyone in the village, including Alimujiang. Could it be that everyone was deaf and could they take sleeping pills?
The vibration of Rewu is very different from the ordinary sound, and this is the uninhabited Kunlun no-man's land. This vibration can be clearly heard even a thousand meters away, but the oil lamps in the wooden house in the village were not lit up, which means that the villagers are pretending to be stupid.
Secondly, since the people in the village are going to do something to themselves, they shouldn’t kidnap Wang Chu. Isn’t it better to use him as a hostage to threaten himself? After all, Alimujiang has seen his skills. How could a Rewu team hurt him?
But now there is no movement on Wang Chu, which means that if Wang Chu, Ye Yuxin and Zhang Ya are too tired to sleep, they may have been drugged.
At this time, another murderous intent aimed at Chen Qiye. He pulled Lu Xiaoman to dodge it again, and another loud bang. Chen Qiye and Lu Xiaoman had just stood, and another splash of soil splashed, scaring Lu Xiaoman screamed repeatedly.
"Ahhhh, Mr. Chen, I'm afraid."
Chen Qiye frowned. He finally discovered a strange place. The space in the small wooden house just now was too small. The murderous intent of Rewu aimed at made Chen Qiye difficult to distinguish the target. But now in the open air, based on his years of combat experience, he immediately judged that the target of Rewu was Lu Xiaoman, not himself?
Chen Qiye contacted Alimujiang these two days, and knew that he was going to kill Ye Emperor, and he roughly guessed the purpose of this Rewu sneak attack in his heart.
Test!
This hot martial arts is testing its true martial arts value and whether it can defeat the Night Emperor.
"Then there should be more than three Rewus." Chen Qiye's eyes swept to the night. Xu Zhiming's team members had three Rewus and all died in their hands. If the villagers wanted to test his true strength, there would definitely be more than three Rewus, otherwise there would be no need to test at all.
"Lu Xiaoman, hurry up." Chen Qiye said to Lu Xiaoman.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qiye turned into a black sharp arrow and rushed towards the Rewu in the night. Bang bang, two loud noises came one after another. When Chen Qiye was only two meters away from the first Rewu, two more Rewus rushed out and hit Lu Xiaoman's feet, splashing two splashes of mud and stone.
Then the fourth and fifth paths until the sixth path of flames spewed out, the target of their shooting was Lu Xiaoman.
It can be basically concluded that if Wang Chu was sleeping with him in the same wooden house tonight, the target of being attacked would be Wang Chu. This would not offend the Shenzong, but could also be mentioned in the aftermath, and it could be said that he would kill two birds with one stone.
Sure enough, after three rounds of shooting, Lu Xiaoman was unscathed under Shen Qiye's protection. An old man in his sixties walked out of the hidden wooden house first and knelt on the ground with a thud.
"God envoy, this is a misunderstanding. I just saw a wild beast running into the village. I didn't expect it to be your friend." The old man said with repentance.
Lu Xiaoman was almost furious. Three rounds were shot down. Even though she was stupid, she found that the target they were shooting was not Chen Qiye, but herself!
I'm sleeping well in the house. Why are you ejaculating me? Who am I offending?
If it were normal times, Lu Xiaoman might not have been very cruel to a 60-year-old man, but tonight she was almost shot into a hedgehog and even lost her life. How could she not be angry?
"Do I look like a wild beast? Why do you want my life?" Lu Xiaoman pointed at the old man and cursed.
"Beautiful lady, it's too dark, I didn't see clearly, sorry." The old man knelt on the ground and said with a sincere look on his face.
At this time, five men walked out of the darkness one after another, the oldest was in their forties, and the youngest was only fifteen or sixteen years old. After they came out, they all imitated the old man, threw Rewu away, and knelt in front of Shen Qiye with repentance. They looked innocent and awe-like, like lambs who made mistakes, hoping to get their master's understanding.
Lu Xiaoman was almost depressed. If the old man was old and didn't see clearly, it would be understandable. But he and Chen Qiye were standing in the open world, and there was still the moon tonight, how could you six of you see clearly?
"Don't you clear it up?" Lu Xiaoman pointed to the middle-aged man next to the old man and said furiously.
"No." The middle-aged man shook his head and said.
"Do you have poor eyesight, either?" Lu Xiaoman asked, pointing to the next younger one.
"Dear Miss, we are color blind."
"What about you?"
"Beautiful lady, our color blindness is inherited. My grandfather, father, and brother are all color blind, so I am also color blind."
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Lu Xiaoman felt dizzy and his little head was so empty that he almost fainted from anger!
Color blindness?
Hereditary color blindness?
Lu Xiaoman knew that color blindness in genetics is likely to be inherited. If she hadn't been determined that this was a murder, she would have almost forgiven the murderers of the six grandparents and three generations kneeling on the ground!
But you said they were murdering. The six of them knelt on the ground, and their expressions were ready to die. Who could say that they were lying?
But she and Chen Qiye were two living people, standing under the moon, and these six big men simply regarded themselves as wild beasts. Why don’t you shoot Chen Qiye as wild beasts? Will color blindness also choose to forget?
This is obviously lying with open eyes!
At this time, Alimujiang ran in from the outside of the village sweating profusely, with his shoulders facing both wild wolves with a waist size similar to those of an adult.
Alimujiang first threw two wild wolves on the ground, and then he didn't even bother to kick him. He hurriedly looked at Chen Qiye and said, "God envoy, this is indeed a misunderstanding. These two beasts ran into the village. Our entire village is the most loyal people of the Shenzong. How dare you disrespect you?"
Chen Qiye didn't say anything. Lu Xiaoman was full of anger. After Alimujiang finished explaining, he and the six men kneeling on the ground were silently waiting for Chen Qiye's hair to fall.
But ten minutes passed, and Chen Qiye still said nothing. A trace of relief flashed in the old man's eyes, and he suddenly took out a dagger from his arms.
"Since the God-entourage does not believe that this is a misunderstanding, then I, Batu's family, apologize for death."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man raised his hands high above the dagger in his hand, waited until it was parallel to the full moon in the sky, and then suddenly pierced his heart.
Alimujiang turned around deliberately, and in tears, he remembered the words he called Batu and his son cowards during the day, and he felt ashamed, because only the real warriors would choose to poke the heart.
Batur's son and grandson, when their father and grandfather committed suicide and apologized, they also took out five daggers from their arms, raised them high, and pointed them at the heart force.
At this time, the village at the foot of the Snowman Mountain in Kunlun no-man's land had a little movement. Although the dozen or so small wooden houses in the village were still not on the lights, Chen Qiye's transcendent facial features could still smell a hint of sob in the dark night. It was a kind of compassion that wanted to cry but was to endure it.
Chapter completed!