Not only did the children run over, but the adults also ran to the back of the village.

Xiang Ge immediately followed without hesitation.

Chen Yingtian raised the corners of his mouth and followed behind slowly.

Turning around a room, there were many villagers behind the house, blocking the inside, and nothing could be seen. A cacophony of voices came from the innermost layer: "Where did you get this thing?" ”

"I'm in tatters!"

"Nonsense, this is a medium-sized terminal, how can it be picked by you casually!"

"Three years ago, our village went to pick it, and the whole village picked it!"

Hey? Doesn't seem to be what you expected? Xiang Ge originally thought that someone from the Feiyun Federation wanted to do something, but he was caught by the villagers. Isn't the result different from what you imagined?

Chen Yingtian also seemed a little surprised, the two glanced at each other and squeezed into the crowd.

At the innermost part of the crowd, there were two people in uniform, who looked like they were from the Feiyun Federation. One of them held a light prism in his hand and pointed to an honest-looking villager in front of him and asked.

The villager was sweating profusely and wanted to snatch it back, but as if he was a little embarrassed, he didn't do it.

Another villager next to him shouted: "How can you grab this big hairy thing and give it back to big hair!" ”

Some villagers laughed and coaxed: "Yo, Da Mao's private garbage has been discovered!" ”

They made fun of Da Mao very easily, and they didn't seem to mean favoritism.

One person from the Feiyun Federation pulled open the light prism and tried to show the pattern on it, but Ning Damao was in a hurry when he saw it, and pounced on it. "That's mine, give it back to me!" ”

The people of the Feiyun Federation were caught off guard, and they didn't expect his movements to be so fast, and he grabbed one end of the light edge and almost snatched it away.

He was furious, his palms flipped and his nails stretched out. Conjured up a few sharp blades that shimmered with cold light, and fell straight towards Da Mao's arm. Seeing this grab, I want to tear Da Mao's arm apart!

Meanwhile. Da Mao's arm also had a wonderful movement. With a slight turn, he bypassed the four blades and snatched the prism back with a gentle and deft hand.

The people of the Feiyun Federation are holding up. At that moment, he held the light prism in the air, ready to tear Da Mao's arm, and then grabbed it back with his palm. Unexpectedly, Da Mao was so clever that he flashed his attack and recaptured the prism!

In the eyes of Xiang Ge and Chen Yingtian, the movements of this honest peasant are not fast, and even slow to a little elegant...... His every move is very clear, and when broken down it is simple and straightforward, but extremely effective.

The Flying Cloud Federation didn't catch him. He also lost his light, was stunned for a moment, and saw Chen Yingtian in a blink of an eye, and shouted: "Chen Shao, you came just in time." This kid has a medium-sized terminal in his hand, and it seems to be from the floating island! ”

Da Mao grabbed the light edge tightly, waved his hand desperately, and said, "This is chosen, no, no, this is mine!" This is what I chose! It's mine now! ”

The villagers heard the words of the Flying Cloud Federation. There was a commotion, they were a little nervous, but more of a vigilance. A few people in the back row whispered something, and when they really lowered their voices, neither Xiang Ge nor Chen Yingtian could hear them anymore.

Ning Xiaohu seemed to have been told something, squeezed out of the crowd, spread his feet and ran away.

There was a sense of unease throughout the scene, and the villagers were no longer as friendly as they had been, but not hostile either. They were just wary of the group and slowly dispersed outward.

A person grabbed Ning Damao's arm and wanted to pull him away.

Chen Yingtian immediately shouted: "Slow! ”

That person and Ning Damao both shook and stopped.

Xiang Ge took a step forward and asked first, "Excuse me, is the medium-sized terminal in your hand the one that was picked up from the wreckage of the floating island?" ”

The man who grabbed Ning Damao asked vigilantly, "Yes, so what?" The rags that fell from the sky, we picked them, they have changed money, they have eaten them, and they are gone! ”…,

He saw the one in Ning Damao's hand at a glance, snatched it over, handed it to Xiang Ge, and said, "This is the only one left, you want it, give it back to you!" ”

Ning Damao nervously stretched out his hand to take it back, but was glared at by the elders, so he could only retract his hand in a worried way.

Xiang Ge glanced at the edge and said, "We don't want this, we just want to ......"

Chen Yingtian interrupted him and sneered: "The original floating island was actually brought down by you, right?" He stretched out his hand to stop the villagers' retort and continued, "I heard that you also got a shuttle before?" In order to pick up the rags and exchange them for money, they really do everything......"

"Nonsense!" The villagers were furious, "It's clear that it fell first!" How can we get something flying in the sky? And, as everyone knows, only what falls is garbage! ”

Chen Yingtian waved his hand, looked at the light edge that was still in his hand, and said, "If you fight down, you can take advantage of a lot, right?" The wreckage of metal can be exchanged for money, and such a terminal prism can be left for your own use......"

The villagers were startled, and as if pinching a poisonous snake, they immediately threw the light edge on the ground. Xiang Ge didn't take the light prism in his hand just now, originally because of good intentions, meaning that he didn't care about this. When Chen Yingtian saw this, he immediately regarded Xiang Ge as an enemy, glared at them viciously, and said loudly: "I said, the people of Lindong Village never destroy other people's things, only those who fall on the ground and break them are garbage, and they will be picked up by us!" ”

Other villagers also responded, and some of them had a discerning feeling that this young man clearly wanted to frame them for this matter! If they really succeed...... The villagers looked nervously at the men, and then at the outside of the village. What would happen at that time, they simply could not imagine.

Where did Ning Xiaohu go? Why haven't you come back yet?

In this situation, there must be a person in charge!

Chen Yingtian was still aggressive over there: "How do I know this?" I tell you, this floating island is my home! Three years ago, it fell inexplicably, many people were injured as a result, and one died! These people are much more noble than you, and you were greedy for money for a while, and you took down the floating island, and as a result, you suffered heavy casualties! ”

Xiang Ge finally couldn't help it and interrupted Chen Yingtian: "Don't talk nonsense!" These are ordinary farmers, how can they lay down the floating island? What do they fight with? Do you want to throw a stone? ”

Chen Yingtian said unceremoniously: "Shut up! Were you there? What do you know?! ”

He said categorically: "It is impossible for the floating island to fall by itself, someone must be making trouble!" ”

He looked viciously around the group of honest peasants, their faces timid, but they did not flinch. Chen Yingtian snorted coldly, pointed at Ning Damao and said, "Did you see his actions just now?" This is also an ordinary peasant? How can it be! Untrained to do that? ”

Ning Damao said anxiously: "I don't!" I haven't had any training! I didn't smash the floating island! ”

Chen Yingtian stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up. Ning Damao danced with his hands, but he was so continuously framed that he didn't dare to fight back at all.

Chen Yingtian pinched his collar tightly and said fiercely: "It's not you, it's the people of your village, in short, it's the people of Wanshengxing!" ”

As soon as he finished saying this, suddenly there was a flower in front of his eyes, and his arm was weak, and he immediately let go.

Immediately afterwards, he was picked up, and he was slapped dozens of times in a row, until his nostrils were bleeding, his cheeks were red and swollen, his eyes were full of stars, and the whole person was instantly inhuman!

In the midst of the buzzing tinnitus, a voice sounded proudly-

"That's right, that bullshit floating island was smashed down by Lao Tzu, and I don't accept the battle!" (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )