Chapter 246 Pure Land (Eight)

One is more weird than the other!

Looking at the lady talking to Void, Fu Qian shook his head, and then walked forward without hesitation.

He has red hair and brown eyes, beautiful facial features, but the traces of time can be seen on his face. This person should be near middle-aged.

The dark dress is pulled lower on the chest, making the skin look whiter and more delicate.

Even though Fu Qian stood beside her, she still had no idea and chatted casually with her "people in front of her".

The red-haired lady's expression when she spoke was so natural that she couldn't help but wonder if there was really someone out of sight there.

I was not in a hurry to disturb me, Fu Qian listened quietly next to me for a while.

From the lady's words, we can know that the person in front of her was Knight who lost her only son half a year ago, and thus immersed in pain all day long.

But she has been persuading the dead, and should look forward and enjoy life.

"In fact, you've been looking much better recently, and drinking properly will be good for you!"

At the end of the story, this person looked up and down seriously, and his tone was quite relieved.

"That's right."

At this moment, Fu Qian seized the opportunity to step forward, stood next to the red-haired lady, said to the air, and even raised her glass.

“Wine is a cure.”

After observing this strange performance, Fu Qian had the idea to further test it and see how these actors could "awake" from the performance.

However, even though the topic was so natural, the red-haired lady still had no reaction, and seemed to have no idea that there were more people around her and continued her conversation with Knight.

Is it true that it's not possible?

Fu Qian nodded without surprise, but did not give up.

After a little thought, he picked up the wine glass and stuffed it into the red-haired lady's hand.

"Your wine is here, ladies."

...

Facing the wine glass that was suddenly stuffed into his hand, the woman looked obviously a little resistant, as if she subconsciously wanted to throw it away.

At the same time, she still ignored Fu Qian's words.

However, Fu Qian would not let her go like this. He directly held the hand from outside impolitely and let her hold the wine glass firmly.

"I just took a sip with a little thirst, I hope I won't mind."

Let this guy look at the wine glass with only the residual liquid left, Fu Qian continued.

...

Forced to stare at the wine glass in his hand, the red-haired lady was stunned for about ten seconds, and the expression on her face finally changed, with a hint of hatred and disgust.

ah!

The next moment, the man suddenly opened his mouth, screamed, and then suddenly shook Fu Qian's hand.

Dang!

The exquisite wine glass was thrown to the smooth ground and instantly crushed to pieces.

The next moment, this crisp sound seemed to wake up the people in the room.

He looked at him almost at the same time when he was originally looking at the guests who had turned a blind eye.

Is this "wake up"?

Fu Qian glanced at the people who finally responded, then looked down at his hands, recalling his experience just now.

Normally, it is impossible for an ordinary person to shake off his hands.

The reason why the red-haired lady was able to do this just now was not because she suddenly exerted her divine power, but at that moment, her power seemed to be weakened.

That's right, just as this guy made the move to shake off his hand, Fu Qian found that he seemed to have degenerated to the level of an ordinary person.

Although the power is still huge, it is no longer the gap between God and man before.

This strange phenomenon made him feel curious for a moment and let go of his hand.

Looking at the red-haired lady jumping aside, Fu Qian confirmed the current status of the "actors" which was really unusual.

"Don't worry, Ms. Grace."

At this moment, Dean Collins' voice came from the crowd.

"My people have noticed him long ago. The assassin sneaked into our banquet and tried to poison us."

While speaking, Collins walked up to everyone and said with a confident tone.

"For him, I've prepared a gift."

After saying that, Collins picked up something directly from the side.

Fu Qian recognized it at a glance. It was a crossbow that had been put on a string.

I still haven't woken up!

He was aimed at by a crossbow flag with a cold light, but Fu Qian was not paying attention to it, but instead carefully observed the guests surrounding him.

The faces of these people still had that kind of holy and dirty strange expression, which seemed to be in the drama.

Just changed the script.

Fu Qian blinked, and naturally he could not believe Collins's preparatory statement, and it was even more nonsense about poisoning assassin.

What this person said was more like making up a story and writing himself into it.

So now I am a prop for drama?

Fu Qian seemed to understand his situation.

The next moment, without giving the opportunity to say the lines before paying, Collins pulled the trigger directly.

The cold light flashes.

This kind of attack does not have any threat to the previous one.

After breaking out of contact with Grace, his abilities have recovered instantly.

At his speed, it was easy to avoid this crossbow mark.

The next moment, blood splattered.

Fu Qian looked at the hole in his palm, and blood was flowing out from inside.

Yes, he didn't hide.

It's not careless, but intentional.

After seeing the direction of the crossbow target, Fu Qian first avoided the vital points and then directly met with his hands.

Because he was curious about what would happen after being shot.

Normally, this weapon should not even break its own skin.

However, at this moment, he shot through his palm directly, leaving a huge blood hole.

It's like shooting into the hands of an ordinary person.

magic!

Not only that, it seems that the wound is affected by special forces, and the healing speed is much smaller than usual.

It seems like I know how Herom died.

Fu Qian lowered his head and muttered to himself.

The actors in this group of drama seem to have been under a wonderful protection and can ignore extraordinary power.

In front of them, even as strong as a demigod, they will be injured like ordinary people.

If Herom was accidentally hit by similar means without knowing it...

Then it is not impossible for a dignified demigod to fall in the hands of a group of ordinary people.

The only shame is that I still don’t know where his body is.

"Catch him."

Looking at the injured Fu Qian, Collins snorted and surrounded everyone.

"Where is Herom's body?"

The next moment, Fu Qian looked at everyone calmly and suddenly asked.

"Give up struggling, you have no way to escape!"

As expected, Collins turned a deaf ear to his questions and kept reciting his own lines of judgment.

Sure enough, things that have nothing to do with their "script" will be filtered out naturally.

Fu Qian confirmed his guess.
Chapter completed!