Why Chen Fei is completely sure.

It was precisely because of the incident of the cannibals last time that he was inspired, there are some things that man cannot overcome the sky, but the sky can turn things around.

As early as when the special forces were training, Chen Fei learned to predict the weather and climate according to the clouds in the sky, and last night Chen Fei observed the rhythm of strong storms and thunder and lightning today.

It was around half past eleven, just before twelve o'clock in the middle of the day.

This is like heaven for Chen Fei!

He removed the antenna of the walkie-talkie in advance and used the parts of the walkie-talkie to create a small antenna device.

This antenna device may not be inconspicuous in other eyes, but in Chen Fei's eyes, it is a life-saving device, a lightning channeling device! Finally, Hua Wu placed this device on the highest tree house in the tribe.

As long as Chen Fei opened the equipment in advance, he would be able to attract thunder and lightning before the lightning and thunder, and that would be enough! It was enough to cause a fire, and it was enough for Chen Fei and them to borrow another day of their lives from the sky!

This is also where Chen Fei's confidence in decisively rejecting the prime minister lies, otherwise he may really have to consider the idea of tattooing a totem on his body......

As the time passed minute by minute, there were still dozens of minutes left before the middle of the day, several people on the beheading table had different expressions, the green-haired ghost had a lot of tears and snot, and Chen Fei was still talking and laughing with the old wizard.

"Chen Fei! I'll hand over this old bone to you today! If there is any mistake in this, I will not let you go if I become a ghost!"

Chen Fei smiled and packed the ticket: "Don't worry, old wizard, we will definitely not die today, maybe we can still be blessed by misfortune! By the way, don't you still have a hexagram in your hand? Can you help me calculate! Calculate Bai Ji......"

Now that Ula and A-Ning have news, Chen Fei is still worried about one person, that is, his nominal wife, if she hadn't killed the cannibals last time and delayed the time of the sacrifice, Chen Fei would not have survived.

The old wizard remembered Bai Ji's face and palmistry, closed his eyes and recited silently, and finally opened his eyes and frowned: "It's not good! Bai Ji's girl is not good now!"

"What's wrong, old wizard?"

The old wizard shook his head slightly: "I don't know what the specific situation of that girl is now, I calculated that her current situation is very bad, she is now on the verge of life and death, one foot has stepped into the death zone, life and death are only a line between life, whether she can survive this hijacking depends on her own luck!"

Chen Fei roughly had the bottom in his heart, if Bai Ji was still alive now, then she should have survived the mudslide, and this situation must have been in danger in the process of escaping?

Where is Bai Ji now, and what situation did she encounter to be on the verge of life and death?

"Hold on! Bai Ji must hold on! I know you must be able to!"

In front of the sacrificial hall, the three people on the seat also had different expressions, Hua Wu pretended to be calm on the surface, but secretly she was already in a cold sweat, she also thought of the device that Chen Fei handed over to her, but unfortunately no matter how smart she was, she couldn't figure out how that thing could save the heads of four people?

The little chief also broke out in a cold sweat, she sat in the middle and her face was as pale as paper, her body had been uncomfortable for the past few days, and today the big prime minister asked her to sit here and witness Chen Fei's head being cut off.

And Chen Fei was the first man she was interested in, she was a little unbearable, she was restless after she sat up, she knew that she couldn't change this fact, but she tried not to look at this bloody picture as much as possible.

The Prime Minister understands the delicate thoughts of a young girl's heart.

"No, I won't watch the big prime minister and the flower dance! I have a stomachache, I don't want to watch it! I want to go back and rest......" the little chief said with a frown, clutching his stomach.

"No, chief, you have to see today's memorial, no matter what happens, you have to be on the scene, hundreds of people are watching! If the chief can't hold on, what do you want those people to think!"

The big prime minister didn't hesitate to stop it, the little chief was brought up by her, of course she knew the little chief's inner thoughts, the little chief made the same mistake as Hua Wu.

As the great prime minister of the tribe, since she can't get Chen Fei's person, she should quickly cut through the mess and cut off all thoughts about him, even if that person is the chief, Hua Wu, and can't!

"I ...... I...... I really can't do it anymore...... My stomach hurts terribly......" The little chief shook his head repeatedly.

Hua Wu also seemed to see something: "Big Prime Minister, the little chief's health is really not good, she hasn't eaten anything in the past few days, and she has eaten a few bites of meat in the morning, and she keeps saying that her stomach is uncomfortable! Let her go back and rest first! There are two of us here! You see that she really hurts a lot!"

"No! Little Chief! If you persist in persevering! When the time comes, we will sacrifice, and when Chen Fei's head is cut off, you can go back to rest!" The big prime minister said righteously without leaving a trace of affection.

Thump!

The little chief was about to speak, but she fell to the ground with a thud, and she trembled all over, and foamed at the mouth without stopping.

"Little Chief, Little Chief!"

"Little Chief fainted! Cramping all over his body and foaming at the mouth!"

"It's over, it's over, there's something wrong with the little chief!"

The sacrificial ceremony suddenly became a pot of porridge, and the prime minister looked embarrassed, and hurriedly asked the old man of the tribe to come forward to see the little chief.

The old man poured a few mouthfuls of hot water into the little chief, and when he saw that her lips were bruised, her teeth were clenched, and she couldn't eat the hot water, but foamed at the mouth vigorously.

The old man was dumbfounded on the spot: "No, no, no! The little chief has contracted a strange disease! I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this time!"

"Ahh......h Hua Wu, you are the most capable in the tribe, save the little chief, she can't die! If she dies, I'm sorry for the old chief, who died......!

At this special juncture, the Great Prime Minister finally let go of his majesty, and immediately wept when he heard that the little chief was going to die.

Hua Wu squatted down and massaged the little chief's stomach: "I just said that she is not feeling well, but you want her to insist here? Great Prime Minister! Don't you think this is too much!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's my fault! It's all my fault! I thought she was lying to me on purpose...... I don't know she really can't hold on!"

Hua Wu's massage did not have any substantial effect, but the little chief's condition became more and more serious, and her eyes had begun to show signs of astigmatism, and if this trend continued, it would not be long before the little chief completely lost the signs of life.

"No way! I can't help it...... The little chief is really not good......" Hua Wu's nose burst out with tears in her eyes, the old wizard calculated that the little chief had a disaster, but he didn't expect this disaster to come in advance.

"Whoever can save the chief! Who of you can save the little chief! Whoever can save the little chief, I will make him the leader of the tribe!" The big prime minister also gave up, pinning his last glimmer of hope.

However, the clansmen below shook their heads, and some of them had already knelt on the ground and cried.

No one can save the little chieftain anymore!

"Let me try!"

Just when everyone was in despair, there was a sudden sound on the beheading platform, the sound was not loud, but it clearly resounded in everyone's ears, the person who spoke was none other than Chen Fei, who was about to be beheaded off.

Beast Blood Soldier King Chen Fei!

"What? You, boss, can you save the little chief? can you see the little chief's illness?"

"Chen Fei? This is not a casual joke! My old man didn't even see what happened to her?

The old wizard and Dashan spoke up almost at the same time, and even the green-haired ghost felt unreliable: "Chen Fei, you won't rely on this to escape and cut off your head, right?"

The big prime minister rolled his eyes in anger: "This bastard! This bastard did it on purpose! Take advantage of the chaos to laugh at us! Chen Fei, let me tell you! I will cut off your head before the little chief dies!"

At the critical moment, Hua Wu blocked the big prime minister: "Big Prime Minister! Let Chen Fei come and try it! Maybe he has a way!"

"Hua Wu has reached this time, do you still believe this bastard? Even the old clan can't help it, what can he do as a death row prisoner?"

"The Prime Minister told him to try!