God does not take the blame

The strength in his hands was slightly loose, and the body slowly slid to the ground.

The neck was twisted into a strange arc, and the blood spilled from the mouth of the corpse splashed on the ground, and was quickly divided by several oasis plants on the nearby oasis that were crazily competing for water.

Only some red stains remained for a while, and the cacti not far from the corpse's head were extraordinarily green and bright, but the blood stains were quickly covered up by a new round of wind and sand.

Not caring about the large dust splashed when the body fell to the ground, Chen Qiong raised her eyes and glanced in the direction of several people at Gaopo.

The few people who were separated by a few miles felt a chill for some reason, and their bodies trembled inexplicably.

"You said that General Chen found us, right..."

"Ahahaha, General Chen's eyesight is really good. It's okay, old Zuo, it's just a beating, and it's over, hahaha..."

……

Just for a moment, Chen Qiong looked away.

Here is the Oasis Battlefield.

"Chen Qiong, don't come here, put down the knife... put down the knife, no... or I will shoot!"

Hearing a stern but trembling voice next to him, Chen Qiong turned his head and looked over, and saw the object that the strong man was holding firmly in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and a strange look flashed in his eyes. look.

Turning around, the corners of his mouth naturally curled up slightly, and he smiled and took a step towards that person.

"You! Don't come here!"

Seeing Chen Qiong's movements, the strong man of the Jie tribe took a big step back suddenly, his body trembled violently, and he began to swing. The gun in his hand was like the last life-saving straw, which was getting tighter and tighter after being held by the strong man. hair tight.

If outsiders see this scene at this time, they will definitely find it very funny. Seven or eight burly and muscular men with a height of eight or nine feet, holding various fierce weapons, and a man surrounded by them looks like he can be crushed to death easily. The emaciated youth confronted each other.

It's inappropriate to say that it's a confrontation, because the thin man in the middle looks calm and smiling, and the thick men around him are all tense in muscle, frowning, and serious, looking like they are facing a big enemy, with faint sweat on their foreheads. out.

The thin young man surrounded in the center took a step forward, like an eagle catching a chick, and the burly men who surrounded him suddenly scattered and fled in all directions. After probing for a long time, the young man did not make any further movements before slowly returning to the place. The position of the previous siege defense.

Maybe others thought it was funny, but the strong men present didn't mean to make a joke at all.

One move can affect the whole body, one wrong step can lead to a dead end, and the great terror between life and death enveloped them deeply.

The nerves of the escaped senior generals of the Jie clan were tense to the extreme.Because the person they were confronting was Chen Qiong, they knew that the young man walking slowly in the yellow sand, although his expression was indifferent and even a little careless, but no one present was so stupid as to think that Chen Qiong had let down his vigilance.After thousands of times of confrontation, they are well aware of the horror of this man.

It is precisely because they know that facing Chen Qiong, at this distance, they don't even have the courage to run away.

After seeing clearly that the object was indeed a pistol, Chen Qiong's eyes became deeper and darker. After the weird look faded away, there was little trace of excitement in the black pupils that had been indifferent and desolate until now. .

It's like a mysterious parchment scroll that has been enchanted with a deserted castle garden. When a ladle of water is poured down, a hundred flowers bloom, withered and thorny branches and vines grow wildly and rapidly, densely and rapidly climbing all over the old mottled bluestone walls. A trace of joy and vague anticipation swayed slowly with the vines.

After three years of bloody battles, the face was still handsome, but it was obviously thinner. At this time, a playful smile appeared for a long time. As the man with the gun became more and more nervous, his hands moved more and more. , the index finger on the trigger also trembled uncontrollably, and the playful smile on the corner of Chen Qiong's mouth grew bigger and bigger.

[Host, what are you going to do?Take it easy! 】

"It's okay, I'm just curious."

【Ok?curious?What are you curious about? 】

【Host?Host……】

Ignoring the noisy voices from the systems in her mind, Chen Qiong pulled out the kindest standard smile on her face, and her dark pupils gently locked onto the eyes of the man with the gun through the eyes bent into crescents.

The voice was clear and magnetic, and the hoarse voice was seductive and ear-catching. The tone of two points of guidance, three points of anger, and five points of bewitching lingered in the ears of the man with the gun.

"Don't be afraid, don't be nervous~"

"Yes, that's it~ Calm down, keep your hands steady. Don't shake, calm down, shh~ calm down."

"Come on, do you see this?" Chen Qiong gently tapped her full forehead covered by a few strands of broken hair with her slender index finger.

"Come~ shoot! Aim at this. 'Bang!', kill me, and you will be liberated~"

On the one hand, he walked slowly towards the man with the gun as if he was inducing or putting pressure on him.

"Squeak, squeak~" The soles of the shoes made a soft rustling sound when they stepped on the sand.The sound seemed to be stepping on the man's heart, followed by "plop, plop!"

Chen Qiong took a step forward, and the man took a step back.

Knowing how terrifying Chen Qiong was, the others didn't dare to make any other moves for a while, they didn't dare to act rashly at all, fearing that if they made a wrong move, they would end up with a dead body and separate families.Now they are in a stalemate, not with any intention of confrontation, but just to wait for an opportunity, an opportunity for them to escape.

The indifference and indifference of his companions made the strong man who had just finally summoned up the courage to draw his gun at Chen Qiong fall into a situation of isolation and helplessness, facing this evil god alone.A man's mental endurance is gradually pulled to a critical point step by step like a bowstring.

It seemed that Chen Qiong didn't intend to let him go at all, and the constant approaching stimulated him. The man suddenly stepped back a few steps, and almost fell to the sand. Unable to stop, the corners of the two mouths pulled down uncontrollably, the crowns of the teeth trembled, the lips were tightly pursed, and the muscles on the forehead pulled the muscles on the side of the nose, causing the nose to feel sore and swollen instantly. I was so frightened that I almost came out.

"You, you are a lunatic... a lunatic! You, don't come here! Don't come here!"

"Don't force me, don't force me! I really shot!"

"Don't come here! Ah! Ah!"

"boom!"

The bullet flew out from the muzzle of the gun, causing a wave of sound in the air, and shot straight at Chen Qiong's position.

The moment the bullet popped out, Chen Qiong couldn't help but a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, not only because the bewitching just now didn't have much effect, the man still shook his hands and shot in the wrong direction, and couldn't hit her vitals at all.The most important thing is that the power of this pistol bullet is much worse than that of a real pistol.