human suffering

Chapter 937 True and False Lies
He Naizi looked at the statue of the ancestor god tens of meters high, felt the ancient power on the lake, his heart was already full of joy, and his eyes unconsciously shed tears.

"Who said that the blood of shamans is passed on from male to female?

Immortal, you lied to me.

I, Nima Cha He Nai, will awaken a bloodline today for you to see.

Immortal, open your eyes and see, I can also be a master."

He Naizi cried and howled madly, but was interrupted by a person who appeared suddenly.

Baqi flew out from under the ice, couldn't help but run away with He Naiko.

When passing by Long Shao, he was also picked up.

After running wildly for a while, he returned to the basement, his limbs touched the ground, and he lay down completely, as if he was facing a big enemy, completely covering his breath.

As soon as Baqi and the others left, the golden runes on the Taiqinggou disappeared, and after a while, the masked man who stepped on the first-class fire last time came again.

After patrolling over Taiqinggou for a long time, they finally found two pools of blood on the ice.

One beach belongs to Long Shao, and the other belongs to He Naizi.

The masked man inspected it for a while, and then walked away under the firelight with doubts.

Feeling back to normal, Yaqi removed the shield.

He Naizi stood up and started to lose his temper.

"Baqi, I was about to be beaten to death just now, what did you do?"

Baqi didn't answer He Nazi's words, but looked at Long Shao seriously.

He reached out his hand, stained some blood on Long Shao's nose, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and couldn't help laughing.

"God help me too, can there be such a coincidence? It's God's will."

Seeing Baqi's abnormal behavior, He Naizi felt even more annoyed.

"Baqi, are you okay? What's wrong with you?

By the way, my grandfather lied to me that the blood is not passed on from male to female.

I just awakened my bloodline at the time of life and death, and received the blessing of my ancestors. "

Baqi smiled all over his face and nodded incessantly.

"Yeah, congratulations to the leader, congratulations to the leader, you take it as true.

By the way, I still have things to do, so keep a low profile and don't be a monster.

If my business is done, it will be of great benefit to you. "

After finishing speaking, Baqi touched the blood on Long Shao's nose again, and was about to go out in a hurry, and did not forget to tell He Naizi before going out.

"This kid can't die, I'm of great use, treat each other well, and it's also good for you."

Long Shao passed out when Baqi grabbed him from the ice.

At this time, he was lying on the ground, unconscious very peacefully, not knowing anything.

He Naizi didn't leave Baqi behind, and he didn't understand that it was true, so what did he say?
Why should it be true?
Isn't it true?

With doubts, He Naizi moved Huang Ping and others who had fainted back to the cellar, and after using the secret method to imprison him, he patrolled around Taiqinggou again.

Inevitably, I saw the eight disciples staying behind in the car.

The eight disciples who were restrained by Huang Ping's order in the car, of course, saw the battle on the ice, and he was scared to death.

Especially when golden runes lit up on the entire ice surface, the eight disciples had already thanked Huang Ping's eight generations of ancestors thousands of times in their hearts, and they were lucky that they didn't follow, otherwise there would be no surprises.

When the battle was over, the masked man stepped on the firelight to patrol, and the eight disciples almost suffocated himself to death. He didn't know whether he was unimportant, or they didn't find out, anyway, he escaped a catastrophe.

When everything returned to calm, the eight disciples immediately wanted to run.

But rationality prevailed. Under the discipline of the unit, desertion is the same crime as treason. Where can I go?

So what if you ask for help?
Shi Huozhu will definitely not come, and the headquarters will transfer people here, and it will take a day at the earliest.

Even if he waits for rescue, he will definitely have no good fruit to eat.

The whole team has fallen, why can I be alone?
It doesn't make sense anyway, right?
Even if Huang Ping was rescued, according to the insidiousness of that guy, he would never admit that he was allowed to stay behind, right?
There is a high probability that he will be charged with fear of death.

The eighth student rubbed his face vigorously for a long time. It was too difficult for him, and he was at a dead end.

Just when he was in despair, the eight disciples thought of their master.

It was an early morning when he was wet on the kang, after he was beaten by his master, he said to himself earnestly.

"Little Ba, crisis and opportunity are always symbiotic, it depends on what you can seize."

Although, the eighth disciple hadn't figured out for so many years what opportunities he could seize in the future to avoid the beatings, but he remembered these words deeply in his heart.

opportunity?

The entire small army was destroyed, and I was alone, turning the tide, rescuing my teammates, capturing the Shinto leader, and taking great achievements all by myself.

Thinking of this, his own action plan came out.

When the tiger was still dozing off, he would sneak up on her with mental calculations or not. That's right, his methods were all about sneak attacks, and he would definitely succeed.

Thinking of this, the eighth disciple opened the car door, and was about to find a hiding place, wait for the opportunity, and sneak attack Hanazi.

Reluctantly, when the car door opened, he saw a pair of long black silk legs, and then He Naizi, who was wearing a short skirt and holding a black leather drum, was standing right in front of him.

The eight disciples lost their pulse in an instant. The encounter with the enemy was so sudden that they exploded and yelled.

"Eight Gates"

Before the words could be uttered, He Naizi smacked his face with a skin drum and knocked him out.

Carrying the eight disciples back to Diyinzi, he happened to be in a row with Huang Ping and the others on the ground, and after being restrained, He Naizi made room.

Long Shao woke up with a sip of white wine, and took out a piece of talisman paper from his body.

Quickly wrote Long Shao's name, it spontaneously ignited without wind, and floated towards Long Shao.

The moment the spark was about to hit Long Shao, He Naizi took it back.

"You really are called Long Shao, you didn't lie to me.

Are these all your colleagues?
Is it only these few goods that are besieging me? "

Young Master Long, who had just woken up, was a little confused at first, but when he was frightened by the flames, he regained his energy in an instant.

Standing up from the ground, looking at Huang Ping and the others lying on the ground, he nodded silently.

You guys are really good, you lie really neatly, you are nothing.

Hearing He Naizi's question and feeling his attitude, Long Shao's mind became active.

The rhythm of my lie just now has not been exposed yet.

Then I'm sorry, this drama will continue.

Long Shao looked at He Naizi affectionately, and shook his head heavily.

"Not only these few, but also a leader in the city, named Shi Huozhu."

Truth and lies must be mixed together, and people are willing to believe, what they want to believe.

He Naizi knew Shi Huozhu, so he believed in Long Shao's words.

"Yes, it's that fat man, I've seen it before."

Well, Young Master Long felt that it was the right number, either Cai Gen or Shi Huozhu, the next question is how to get Cai Gen to come and save him.

"My Lady Queen, are you hungry? I'll give you some hot food first.

As for the next thing, I will definitely help you understand it. "

He Naizi was still drunk, but she was really hungry.

Young Master Long is so caring and caring, it's really a bit arbitrary.

(End of this chapter)