Chapter 43: The Lost World (1)

In the sharp roar of the eggs breaking into the air, Han Feifei felt that her eardrums were about to be torn.

She covered her ears and watched as the natives fell to the ground one after another like multi-bony nomi cards, their brains blank.

You can't imagine the impact that a person living in a time of peace felt in the face of this killing.

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I don't know how long it has been, but the gorgeous music intertwined with the sound of gunfire has come to an abrupt end, and this world of lost civilization has fallen into a dead silence.

Han Feifei was like a twisted ice sculpture, leaning on the tombstone blankly, with a dream-shattering fear and dazed face on her face.

Ye Qingchuan walked over and stretched out his hand to help her, Han Feifei was like a frightened rabbit, suddenly resisting and struggling, screaming loudly, "Don't touch me, ah...... Go away, you devil! ”

"Do you still think this prosperous world is still as you wish?" Ye Qingchuan smiled bitterly, and was quite helpless to enlighten her, "You have a chance to see the truth of this world, it's better to wake up, in this world, the killing road has never stopped, every minute, there are countless people who experience death and pain, life is like a flower blooming and withering, but some people hide in their dreams and pretend not to see, some people see it, but they regard it as someone else's misfortune, and use it to set off their own happiness, but when all this happens, no one can stay out of it, but it just so happens that this misfortune does not fall on your head, It has become a hot search for a controlled bottle, and it will soon be replaced by idols' beautiful clothes, cute pets and attractive parts, entertaining to death, how unfortunate! ”

"No, it's not, it's not the world we live in...... Woo woo...... "Han Feifei tore her hair, buried her face in her knees, and cried with a whimper.

Ye Qingchuan didn't stimulate her too much.

When I think back to accepting all this, I also had such despair and fear that subverted my worldview.

But after all, he is a person who has been beaten by society for more than ten years, has experienced countless despair and pain, and has become accustomed to it, so his heart is very strong, and he is able to accept all this and quickly adjust himself.

But Han Feifei is different.

She once saw a pot of uncoded people on Facebook, with gray skin, thick fat particles, orange and yellow, which made her sick for more than three months, and she still doesn't dare to eat chicken anymore.

Han Feifei's cowardice now is exactly what a normal person should be, and she still has to be given a time to adapt.

Ye Qingchuan then put the weapon into the blue light, like a sunny and cheerful aspiring young man.

But when he turned his head to look at his masterpiece, he couldn't help frowning, squatting on the ground and vomiting.

Don't underestimate the lethality of kinetic weapons, it's definitely more shocking than in the movies.

In fact, to deal with these natives, with Ye Qingchuan's current cultivation, a few sword qi can solve the problem, but in that case, the other cultivators will know that these people died from the sword qi of the cultivators.

But if you use a kinetic weapon, he might think that it was a pirate or that some other human armed force had entered the floating island, after all, this is the high seas, a place where the three religions and nine streams of dragons and snakes are mixed.

So, why did Ye Qingchuan hide his identity?

At least among the cultivators, Ye Qingchuan was sure that he was the first person to enter this island, and hiding his identity and playing the weak could increase his living space.

He walked to a large tree not far away, and looked at the indigenous youth who had been pinned to the trunk with a javelin through his shoulder.

The young man looked at him as well, his eyes showing fear, and from time to time he let out angry roars and whimpering.

Ye Qingchuan took off the watch from his wrist and threw it in front of Han Feifei.

Han Feifei picked it up and looked at it, "This, this is Aaron's watch!" ”

The young man seemed to be the leader of the tribe, and he was robbed of the leader's token, and when he landed on the stage, he bared his teeth at Ye Qingchuan, and said something in his mouth, but it was not a good thing to say.

Ye Qingchuan was not angry either, because he didn't understand at all.

"Ann? Ask him what his father's name is? ”

Speaking of which, although she is Siamese, she once took Chinese and English as her major subjects in school, so there was no obstacle to communicate with Ye Qingchuan before.

But because she knows three Chinese, she has three names.

'Ann' is her English name.

Han Feifei is a Chinese name.

'Yingluck' is her real name.

However, Ye Qingchuan used to call her 'An'.

Hearing this demon calling her, Han Feifei also wanted to figure out what was going on, so she walked over and asked the young man, "Savadika......"

"Don't get stuck, just ask, he'll be dead in a while!" Ye Qingchuan urged, for fear that this last living mouth would die due to excessive blood loss.

Han Feifei glared at him and continued to communicate with the natives.

According to the confession of this native, Han Feifei summed up a historical context: 80 years ago, their ancestors Alun and Yiyi came here, bred children, and gradually developed a clan commune of close relatives.

But over time, the two families separated due to their different beliefs, and two tribes were formed.

One is a matrilineal clan commune led by Yiyi.

The other is a patrilineal clan commune led by Aaron.

After the death of the two, the two clan communes did not obey each other because of different systems, different roads, different cultures, and different theories, and then began to kill each other.

"I really didn't expect so many things to happen here in two days!" Ye Qingchuan sighed after hearing this, but his first task at the moment was to find Ta Ling, and asked Han Feifei to ask the indigenous again if there had been a supernatural event on the island.

Han Feifei asked the natives as she spoke.

The native suddenly bared his teeth at the two of them, and croaked, as if he wanted to eat people.

"What did he say?" Ye Qingchuan asked.

Han Feifei looked terrified, "He, he said that we will all die here, and the Great Wizard will not let us go!" ”

"Childish!" Ye Qingchuan smiled coldly, he naturally would not be frightened by this person's curse before he died, and pulled out the javelin hard, and that person's body fell down.

He raised his javelin and stuck it in.

"Ahh

Han Feifei screamed, covered her eyes and jumped up.

Ye Qingchuan was surprised, "I'll insert him, what's your name?" ”

Han Feifei trembled all over, and saw that the man had a pair of dead eyes, as if he couldn't find his way to heaven.

And Ye Qingchuan, the demon, was like inserting a poisonous snake to death, without any guilt.

Han Feifei finally couldn't bear it anymore and yelled at him, "Look what you've done?" How can you be so cold-blooded? You demon, murderer, executioner, do you still have any humanity? ”

Looking at the appearance of her mother's heart exploding, Ye Qingchuan was very satisfied.

Han Feifei's acting skills can be said to be natural, and they are definitely not comparable to those celebrities, even if he meets a cultivator for a while, as long as he is with this girl, I am afraid that no one will doubt his identity.

Isn't this girl the disguise you've always dreamed of?

Ye Qingchuan suddenly pinched her chin and smiled evilly, "People have a divine side and an animal side, my Royal Highness Princess, if I tell them about human nature, you will have become a beautiful corpse by now!" ”

Han Feifei had tears in her eyes and raised her hand to block his malicious tenderness.

As soon as possible, she couldn't agree with the demon's ruthlessness, but she had to admit that without him, she would have died.

"Where are you going?" Seeing Ye Qingchuan walking towards the city wall without looking back, Han Feifei subconsciously caught up, like a princess chasing the steps of a knight.

Ye Qingchuan paused slightly, tidied up his slim suit vest, raised his bright eyes slightly like an angel, but the corners of his unruly mouth were telling the fairy tale of the devil.

"Go and meet the great wizard, and let you open your eyes to how terrible these creatures that have become human are!"