(two thousand three hundred and thirty-four) palm wind
Despite thinking about this, Quan Chumeng felt that if Nie Huihao was not so persistent in being a patriarch, then even if he got up immediately, it would not happen. It would probably only make Nie Huihao even more dissatisfied with him. He felt that if Nie Huihao was not so persistent in being a patriarch, then he would not be so important to Nie Huihao. However, he knew Nie Huihao's secret, and I'm afraid Nie Huihao would not let him go.
He knew that he could not get up no matter what, so he still showed weakness and said: I can't get up
Nie Hui said: One!
The power has not yet risen.
Nie Huihao said: I have counted it! You still have a chance!
He thought: Quan Chumeng has always wanted to enjoy endless wealth and wealth, but he has no intention of getting up at all. He won’t have any major problems in his body, right? He doesn’t seem like a person who will give up his wealth and wealth! It seems that something happened to him. Will it affect my practice of Mingzun Juelu’s Secret Kung Fu? Will it affect my future patriarch? Does he need treatment?
However, despite thinking about this, Nie Huihu still said: Two!
Quan Chumeng thought: He really counted to two!
Nie Hui didn't want to continue counting three, so he decided to use something else to distract him.
He saw that there was only one candle on the ground still burning, and Quan Chameng, who was lying on the ground, was tilting in the other direction. Obviously, Quan Chameng could not see the candle at all at this moment.
So Nie Huihu suddenly used his internal strength and hit the candle with his palm wind.
Although his movements were light enough, he was still worried that Quan Qimeng would notice any sound, so he began to say loudly in succession before hitting: Quan Qimeng, let me tell you! I have counted twice, and there is the last one. As long as I counted it, I would never speak loudly. The sound of him talking is much greater than the sound of hitting the wind on the candle, and no one could hear the latter.
Just as he finished saying that I absolutely did not have four words, the candle suddenly went out and the floor was pitch black.
Nie Huihu deliberately chose the time when the candle was extinguished during his speech, and did not let the candle go out after he said the complete words. He felt that the candle suddenly went out before he even finished speaking, which made people feel more real.
As soon as the candle was extinguished, Nie Hui shouted: What's going on?
He continued: Why did it get dark all of a sudden? Quan Chumeng, you said, are you doing it for a candle? Are you doing it while lying there?
Quan Chumeng thought: There were only a lot of candles left just now. Did they happen to burn them? If so, it would be a good idea to interrupt Elder Nie’s counting! Since it has been interrupted, we can’t let this topic be discussed anymore!
So, in the dark floor room, Quan Qi said in a weak voice: Save me!
Quan Chu suddenly remembered that he had heard of Nie Hui's loss of his son before, so he immediately said slowly: If my father was there, he would never have seen his son die like this.
In the darkness, Nie Hui's heart felt as if he was hit after hearing Quan's fierce words.
After his son Nie Yangwei passed away, he sometimes became confused and would do some actions that everyone around him found was incredible. People around him could also see that his condition was sometimes wrong, but in general, most people dare not say anything to him, otherwise they would not have a good harvest.
Chapter completed!