533 stealing chickens does not make rice
The wooden door was opened, and Murahana walked in and lowered the hoe and shovel to the ground.
Her eyes were closed, but I could see what she was doing.
From the wary and cautious look on Muraka's face, I knew that she herself was not sure if I was dead or not, and was ready to come forward to probe my snort.
Hold your breath.
Muraka noticed that I was not breathing, and her tense face was obviously relaxed, and then she sat down on the edge of the bed, stared at me with a complicated expression, and said, "Du Chongyang, I hope you don't blame me." ”
Don't blame you?
Listening to the village flower's self-talk, I was angry, if I wasn't going to continue listening to it and see what information the village flower would reveal, I really wanted to do it right away.
"I can't help it, to get to this point, there must be a substitute ghost, you don't know, I'm actually very pathetic, I haven't had any friends since I was a child, and the only person I know is you. So, I can only choose you in the end. ”
Speaking of this, what Muraka said seemed to be in her heart, and she said that her eyes were red.
Thinking I'm dead, I can't be a lie.
Even if Murahana tells the truth, it won't change my mind.
Some things have always been imprinted since they happened. It's not that just because it happened, you can apologize and act as if nothing happened, it's never possible.
Therefore, I won't feel that she is helpless just because Muraka said two words, and she is really forced to do so.
It's someone else. If you can't say it, you'll die.
I don't accept this kind of reason if you only know me, lie to me, and use me as a scapegoat.
"Du Chongyang, I hope you can forgive me when you get down, if you are unwilling and give birth to a yin ghost, I advise you not to come to me, because then you are definitely not my opponent."
Muraka, who is still not a simple person, if he wasn't preparing for a sneak attack, I would probably have to laugh in the face of this.
After staring at me for more than ten seconds, Muraka stood up, rolled up her sleeves, and dragged me to the ground to bury me.
The corpse is stiff.
I'm a living person, and as long as the village flower touches my body, she can be sure that I'm not dead.
It's time to do it.
I, who had been waiting for an opportunity, suddenly got up and went straight to Muraka's shoulder with my claws, ready to subdue her first.
However, when my hand was about to touch the village flower, the village flower suddenly moved, as if she had known that I would make a move, and avoided it before me, and then stood not far away, looking at me with a smile.
It turned out to have been discovered a long time ago.
My face immediately bent.
With a heavy smile on Uemura Hana's face, I knew that she was very not simple, and I didn't know by what means, I knew that I wasn't dead, so she also pretended not to know anything and said those words to herself.
"Du Chongyang, aren't you surprised?"
I didn't speak, not because I didn't know what to say, but because I was too lazy to say anything.
And the village flower who is going to bury me.,I'm really not in the mood to say anything.。
"Do you really think you're the only one who can deceive people? If I can't tell if you're dead or alive, all these years will be in vain. ”
Rage, let me get off the bed and down to the ground.
Muraka seemed to know 80% of what was happening to me, so she looked at me with a smile all the time.
"What the hell did you get on me?" I stared at the village flower.
No one is stupid.
What Muraka said before, although I did believe it at first, but after Muraka tore the disguise, I knew that everything was a lie.
The acting, compared to me, is a little bit better.
"It's good stuff anyway."
Good stuff?
This answer from the village flower made me, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but pull.
"Stinky bitch, you're the fool I am. Or are you yourself a fool, do you think I'll believe it? ”
Demons will believe.
If it's a good thing, do you need such a one-ring calculation?
If it's a Ha thing, you need to play sneak attack?
No, no need, as long as the village flower explains, whether this scapegoat is me or someone else, she will lick it immediately, after all, it's a good thing, who doesn't want it.
At this point, I basically guessed that the village flower before the start of the move did indeed use me as a scapegoat. Because this was the first time this had happened, the village flower didn't know that I would survive, so I had a hoe not far away.
When she came this morning, Muraka really wanted to bury me alive, and before leaving, she thought I was going to die.
I didn't know that when I came here, I found out that I didn't die as she planned, and that's why I had the so-called good things.
For these reasons, there is nothing wrong with deceiving children, but deceiving me, to be honest, is not enough to see.
No nonsense, I moved my steps, and I rushed to the village flower with the nine palace steps.
People are going to bury me, do you need to say more?
It's an entry, and you're walking like the wind. Muraka obviously didn't expect me to move so fast, and I grabbed me on the shoulder before I could dodge.
"Get out of here."
Muraka struggled, and the range of movements was not very large, but her whole person suddenly emitted an aura that made me feel dangerous.
The invisible danger prompted me to subconsciously let go of my hand.
"Click!"
A crisp sound came from the feet of the village flowers. The ground paved with stones, a stone, was trampled by the village flower.
Inside the wooden house, there was a deathly silence as the stones cracked.
Scared.
I'll admit that at this moment, I was really scared.
Inner rejoicing. Let me know that I was okay to let go quickly, if I had been a little slower, I would definitely not be the way I am now.
The crack in the stone is like a boulder pressing down on the heart.
The village flower has changed, and it has completely embarked on a very difficult road.
This road is very complicated.
At the same time, I was under pressure and curious. The village flower became like this. Is it because of what you got in the Leng Zhengnan cemetery?
I can't think of any other opportunities for her than this opportunity.
In the invisible observation, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Muraka had obviously just embarked on this path, because her face was cracked as she stepped on the stone. Rapid whitting. The fate is a lot more prostrations than before.
Go ahead and get your hands dirty.
As soon as I gritted my teeth, I rushed forward, knowing that there was only one chance.
I believe in myself, I believe that I was not mistaken, the formation that Murahana just made was completely to scare me.
It's not that she's not in any danger. There are dangers, the only difference is that Muraka is not yet able to control the power she has acquired, and the slightest use of it will cause damage to herself.
Although I didn't read the book very deeply, I knew a truth very clearly. That is a person's body, which has a limited carrying capacity.
When the pressure exceeds the limits of the body's tolerance, the result is a direct collapse.
When the force exerted on the chopsticks exceeds the pressure that the chopsticks can bear, the chopsticks will inevitably break.
I'll bet again. Betting on the current village flower is actually the end of the strong crossbow.
Her ability to bear it is very limited.
Don't think much about it, because only in this way will it be fast and will not give the opponent a chance to react.
My hands-on. Obviously, beyond Muraka's expectations, she thought that the previous kick had completely shocked me, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to do it at all. From the sudden change in her face, I knew she had miscalculated.
Beyond expectations, it is a crisis for yourself.
Before the village flower had time to resist, I grabbed it by the shoulder, and I suddenly exerted my strength in the struggle, and the next second the fact that even my own was frightened.
Because, the village flower was actually lifted up by me.
When it came to the village flower, I didn't feel much of it, and I didn't feel any difficulty.
A big living man, in my hands. It became like something that wasn't too heavy, and it was easy to pick it up.
The change scared me, so much so that the village flower was lifted in the air by me and stopped moving for a while.
What's going on?
After coming back to my senses, I temporarily put the village flower on the ground with a painful face, and looked at my own hand incredibly, it was really unimaginable. I brought up the village flower so easily.
I don't have to think much about this kind of thing to know, before the accident, I would never have been able to do all this.
If you don't know yourself, then how much point is there in living.
The only explanation that can be given is that what the village flower passed into the body before, not just changed the village flower. It also changed me.
The power is not known how many times it is greater.
Whether this is the case or not, I know and will know if it is verified.
Looking at the stone that was trampled by the village flower in the ground, I also subconsciously twisted my foot to see if I could step on the stone.
"Click!"
The crunch echoed, and the stones were cracked under my feet, and I didn't feel much of it. It's not like Murahana, who just stepped on the stone and had no chance to fight back again.
At this point, a clear explanation comes to mind.
I know, if I'm not wrong, if I'm not wrong, it must be so.
The village flower was hot all over, and the red thing I saw was some kind of inexplicable energy, and the village flower could obviously only absorb part of it.
The power is huge, and it is difficult for the village flower to absorb it all, so I am the scapegoat.
After Muraka transferred the power into my body, according to Muraka's plan, I couldn't bear the residual energy, so she came this morning to think I was dead.
In fact, my ability to bear it is higher than Murahana imagined.
Not only did I not die, but I absorbed all the energy I was involved in.
Only in this way can I explain why the energy I released far exceeds that of the village flower, and why the village flower only made a move once, and completely lost the opportunity to fight back again, and I didn't feel it at all.
Guess, from the look of the village flower's widening eyes. Tell me it's true.
Fact, that's it.
The village flower prepared so much, but in the end, it was for me to make a wedding dress.
When I came back to my senses, I wanted to laugh.
Especially when I saw that Muraka also realized that the truth was not as he expected at the beginning, that he did not become stronger, but instead gave me a scapegoat, I wanted to laugh even more.
Stealing chickens is not a recipe for rice.
It is used in this occasion. Obviously very suitable.
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