Chapter 42: Death Without Proof
When Junfeng regained consciousness and woke up, he was the same as he is now, extremely ugly. Lie down on the bed of your tent.
The rest of the things were relayed to him by others. At this time, under the question of how to worship him, the person who answered answered was the one who went into the tent with Junfeng to drag away the wounded, and it was also this person who told Junfeng what he did not remember when he was injured and unconscious.
Because Junfeng and they went to the desert for many days and did not return, the leader was worried, so he sent his subordinates to bring some people to look for the marks left by Junfeng and them along the way in the desert. The person who answered remained on his knees and never looked up, and no matter how loud the fight and the questioning of the melt waste, the man still maintained his position and knelt there, motionless. Under the detection, although Junfeng was frozen, but still alive, at that time life and death line, we can only bring Junfeng's ice sculpture back to ask the leader to help rescue, but after the outer layer of ice is removed, Junfeng is already what it is now. ”
The implication is that before being frozen again, Junfeng has been ruined to such a situation where people are not like ghosts and ghosts.
Listening to this person's answer, he guessed a few points in his heart, and now he only felt that the scheming of this melting waste was deeper than he thought, and he didn't know how much he had played, this move, he had been playing long enough, and it turned out that he had stepped on his trap as early as then.
He didn't say anything, and no matter what he said at this time, he would be completely taken over by them. He has been laying this game for so long, how can he not arrange every step properly.
Junfeng lost consciousness at that time because he sealed Junfeng in an ice sculpture, and what happened after Junfeng lost consciousness, they could say whatever they wanted, and there was no proof of death. The only role of Rong Huang to leave Junfeng is to let him identify himself, so that the cause and effect of this story can be connected, after all, thousands of words from others are not as convincing as the personal verification of the parties.
"I don't know if you have anything to say about this matter?" Although the process is different, but the result is still to poke this matter out, Rong Huang naturally did not let go of this opportunity to make trouble, but after being the leader for so many years, he is not the person who exposed all the fierce faces in front of people in the past, what he wants is both the result and the process.
"There is nothing to say" is still said lightly, without the slightest panic and panic when the crime is revealed, and there is not the slightest intention to justify.
"If it's those two things, you will dispose of them, but this handsome style is different. "Rong Huang raised his body, facing the death and bowed slightly, "But since the three of them are invited to the next VIPs, Rong Huang will naturally not neglect you and put you in prison, but this camp tent can not be out again, and after discussing with the elders of the clan, make a decision." ”
"The two of them were injured by the leader of the Melting Desolation, so it's better to leave these two people to serve. Liyan said a word to Ronghuang who turned to leave, and then looked at it, Ronghuang's back seemed to stiffen slightly, probably never thinking that Lihuang would have more than a request.
"Well, everything is as you wish. With that, he led the way out of the tent, and the rest of the people departed, except for Junfeng and the man who was still kneeling on the ground.
He still didn't mean to say anything to the two of them, but just sat there thoughtfully, and motioned to Zi to ask for some wound medicine for the two of them, but they didn't answer, Zi Qiu could only put the wound medicine on the ground in front of them.
For a moment, the room was silent, as if everyone had something to think about, and no one broke the silence first.
Ziqiu also held back his temperament and never spoke, but a pair of inquisitive eyes stared at the death tightly, unable to take his eyes off it.
Li Xiang pretended not to see it, but no matter where his gaze was, he could feel where Ziqiu's gaze was chasing and persevering.
If she put the perseverance of this gossip on cultivation, it would definitely be more than the mana at this time. It's not just that I think about it, but I think so about the world.
Because there was nowhere to hide from Ziqiu's gaze, he set his eyes on the world, and then, Ziqiu's gaze followed. Even if he looks like he is cultivating with his eyes closed, he is really a little uncomfortable that he can't avoid.
"Killing people without blinking an eye will never make life worse than death. When he said this, he said it to Ziqiu, but it seemed to be said to all the people in the room.