Solitaire: Rise of the Waste

Chapter 1617
No way, sympathy for the weak, this is all human nature.

What's more, compared to Jun Wuya, who is cold, indifferent, and always exuding mighty aura, it is easier for them to believe the words of Mi Qingxue, a "delicate, juicy" girl.

But in front of others, they still didn't dare to point their noses and scold them, they just reprimanded them angrily in their hearts.

How could Jun Wuya do this?

Clearly bullying the weak!

Moreover, how could he do it? Mi Qingxue is a big girl, and she is also a member of their alliance, how can she harm her allies?
Moreover, her strength has half a foot into the spirit world they look up to, Jun Wuya cut off her legs now, wouldn't it directly weaken their power to wipe out Qiankun City?
Thinking of this possibility, everyone looked at Jun Wuya with unfriendly eyes, but they used their peripheral vision to secretly condemn, after all, they could not afford to offend the god Jun Wuya.

On the other hand, Fang Shihua, who is fiery, impatient, and has no other brains, jumped out with a bang, and accused unceremoniously: "My lord, didn't you just say that Lord Mi's leg was bitten off by a soul-eating insect?" Why? Why did Lord Mi say that you cut off her leg? Didn’t you say before that everyone should unite as one?”

Fang Shihua was very unconvinced and asked everyone's aspirations, but the arrogant and elated appearance, no matter how he looked, didn't look like a good person fighting injustices, but like a hooligan looking for faults.It felt as if a bone had been picked out of an egg that was impossible to pick out, and I was extremely excited.

However, facing Fang Shihua who was jumping up and down, Jun Wuya just glanced at him indifferently and did not speak, but Jun Moyi on the other side stared at Fang Shihua with eyes, and scolded angrily: "Patriarch Fang, what are you doing?" What did you say, our ancestors would kill allies for no reason?

And, don't even think about it, at that time, Lord Mi was hunted down by soul-eating insects in the air. If it weren't for our ancestors, Lord Mi would still be standing here alive now? "

"That's right," Jun Qianchou immediately chimed in, and said angrily to Mi Qingxue, "Lord Mi, you said that our ancestors cut off your legs, so can you tell me what happened then? Could it be that when our ancestor saw you being bitten by the soul-eating insect, our ancestor cut off your legs with tears in order to prevent you from dying at the mouth of the soul-eating insect, so your current life can be saved? preservation?"

"Needless to say, it must be." Jun Moyi nodded in agreement, and glanced at those men who were a little shaken with condemnation, and finally fell on Fang Shihua's face with a gloomy face, and his eyes met: "Fang Patriarch, You keep saying that my ancestor violated the agreement, then, may I ask, before that, did you understand this matter thoroughly and understand the twists and turns in the matter?"

Jun Qianchou paused, then sternly swept towards the surrounding people, and asked mercilessly: "And you, you slandered my ancestors without asking indiscriminately, what is your intention? You want my ancestors to see you?" Do you want to die, or do you want those soul-eating worms to attach to Lord Mi's legs and be brought into this barrier together?"

"I didn't mean that." Fang Shihua's smile suddenly froze into a popsicle, and he looked at Jun Wuya from the corner of his eye and became a little guilty and dodged.

And the others seemed to understand Jun Wuya's 'good intentions', and their sympathy for Mi Qingxue suddenly turned 180 degrees, and they all condemned Mi Qingxue as a person who 'didn't know what's good'.

Jun Wuya still didn't express any point of view, just tilted his head slightly, and looked at Fang Shihua with a smile that was not a smile, a look that seemed threatening but not threatening.

Fang Shihua's back tightened, and he understood that Jun Wuya looked at him like this and was waiting for his own words.

However, when he thought of his recklessness just now, and now he was going to turn around and scold Mi Qingxue again, no matter how thick-skinned Fang Shihua was, his old face couldn't help but blush for such nonsense.

He smiled embarrassingly twice, stiffened his face, and angrily reprimanded Mi Qingxue: "Lord Mi, this is your fault, since His Majesty was forced to cut it off to save you For your leg, you don't appreciate His Majesty for saving your life, but you still follow the example of those wolf-hearted people and beat up your benefactor, don't you intend to provoke the relationship between us and Your Majesty?"

"That's right, it's not that you don't know how powerful that soul-eating insect is." A young man next to Fang Shihua reprimanded him with a grumpy face.Others began to follow suit.

Jun Biyin snorted, stared at the young man with almost lingering eyes and sneered, "So, our lord should also thank Jun Zunzhu, the executioner who cut off our lord?"

"Then what do you want? Your lord's legs have already grown. Could it be that you still want our ancestor to apologize to her?" Jun Qianchou sneered and looked at Jun Biyin with contempt.Jun Qianchou has always looked down on this cousin who ran away from home in the early years.Especially in front of his family's ancestors, he insisted on adhering to outsiders as masters, which was a slap in the face of their Jun family.

"Yes," Fang Shihua now became a peacemaker, although he was surprised by Mi Qingxue's regenerated legs, but this topic is really inappropriate to continue.

He looked at Jun Biyin with an unusually gentle gaze, and tried to persuade him: "Jun's servant, I know that Lord Mi lost his legs unexpectedly, and you are also very sad, but now your Lord's legs have grown back. Walking is not a big problem, I think, should we put this matter aside and think about how to break through and leave Dayao Mountain?"

Jun Biyin was so angry that her chest was stuffy, and she scoffed angrily, "If you say so, then I will chop off your legs and continue them for you. Not only will you not blame me, but you will also be grateful to me?"

Fang Shihua's face froze, the original one and the regenerated one are naturally not the same thing, but I am not the one who cut off your lord's legs, so what's the use of you beating me?

Under Jun Wuya's gaze, Fang Shihua comforted again with a forced smile: "I didn't mean that, but don't you think it's more important to discuss how to go out? Are you right? The food in this kitchen is not enough for all of us Meal."

Soon, everyone who had been watching the show reacted violently, and their faces all turned pale.

Although Jun Wuya told them to go back and wait for news, he didn't say when there would be news, and the food was really a big problem.

(End of this chapter)