An Qian watched the three copper coins being tossed high.
She watched intently, and everything around her became blurry for a while, and she could only see the three copper coins flipping in mid-air.
Time seems to stand still.
After three crisp sounds, the fortune-telling is over.
Three copper coins fell on the ground, and everyone's attention was focused on them.
Xu Ming understood the hexagrams, and when the copper coin fell to the ground, his body froze unconsciously.
"...death calamity." Xu Ming spoke slowly.
An Qian immediately realized that Fang Qianyao didn't know her birth date, let alone Wu's.
The fate she calculated could only be Xu Ming's.
Fang Qianyao lowered her head and stood there numbly. She didn't speak or move. She just stood quietly with a dead look in her eyes.
An Qian recalled the questions she asked Fang Qianyao last night.
What would she do if Xu Ming encountered death?
Faced with a hypothetical question, Fang Qianyao's answer was that she would not take any action.
But if the problem comes true, what will happen if she appears in reality?
An Qian looked at Fang Qianyao, but she didn't wait for Fang Qianyao's answer.
Xu Ming made the decision for Fang Qianyao.
He took out the bag from his arms. Unexpectedly, he did not throw it to Fang Qianyao, but threw it to An Qian without hesitation.
Anxi caught the bag and asked in surprise: "What is this for?"
"Same as before." Xu Ming sighed deeply, "If you have time, take care of Qian Yao. This can be considered a thank you gift."
"Wouldn't it be better to give her this bag of yours?" Anxi retorted.
Xu Ming shook his head: "It won't be of much use to her. If I give it to you, it will be enough in exchange for your temporary protection."
Anxi paused for a moment, then asked: "Aren't you afraid that I won't do anything if I collect the things?"
"You're not that kind of person. Even if you are, I admit it. I can't... do anything more." After Xu Ming finished speaking, he turned around and walked in the direction of the statue of the immortal.
His steps were not particularly heavy.
Are you convinced of Fang Qianyao's abilities and think you can't escape death?
Or do you not want Fang Qianyao's stubbornness to cause entanglement and torture with her emotional intolerance?
An Qian couldn't decipher it for the time being. She couldn't say she understood either Xu Ming or Fang Qianyao.
When a person does something or says a word, it seems simple and ordinary. However, there are countless reasons and logic hidden behind it, as well as hazy emotions that even the parties involved themselves cannot explain.
After calculating the calamity, Xu Ming never looked at Fang Qianyao who was standing aside.
Fang Qianyao also avoided her eyes to pay attention to him.
They all acquiesced to the words they had heard all their lives.
"Destiny cannot be violated."
Xu Ming gradually approached the stone platform and raised his eyes to look up at the high statue of the immortal.
The smiling god was stained with blood, and his smile seemed to turn into a touch of evil, filled with a gloomy atmosphere, as if he could not escape from the powerful grasp.
Somewhat ridiculous.
Xu Ming twitched his lips.
Their families, including them, have been praying to heaven and gods all their lives, but in the end they died because of praying to the statues of gods.
Xu Mingjing stood in front of the statue of the immortal, holding a Tang sword in his hand.
He lightly scratched his palm.
Bright red blood seeped out from the wound, gathered into strands, and slowly fell with gravity.
The moment when the drop of blood touches the statue of the immortal.
Fang Qianyao finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to her knees, holding her head tightly with both hands.
Big drops of tears rolled down and seeped into the ground, leaving deep stains and dizzy marks.
It was a cry full of depression and helplessness.
"Dang——" A startling sound of gongs sounded.
The smallest shadow released its restraints and rushed towards Xu Ming, who was motionless.
Because the black figure was small, Xu Ming's jaw was not torn out of place like the previous two people, but was just pulled out of position.
He fell to his knees, and I couldn't stop shaking because of the severe pain. His internal organs were squeezed and crushed, and blood overflowed from his mouth and eye sockets.
"Hahaha...hahahaha!" Jiang Wenwei laughed loudly, with a sickening wantonness in his laughter, "I sincerely thank you all, because of all the volunteers, our village can maintain a moment of tranquility. "
His mocking laughter pierced Anxi's mind like a needle, arousing a sharp and stinging hallucination.
Anxi felt her chest feel tight.
This is the first time since entering the game that I have been in such a passive situation.
They were completely kept in the dark from beginning to end, and were forced to kill each other and sacrifice their lives for the benefit of a group of disgusting ghosts.
Even if Xu Ming dies, these disgusting ghosts may not let them go.
Disgust, despair, anger...
An indescribable mixture of emotions surged through her heart, almost making her sick.
The greedy desire, the good intentions that were exploited, and the one who caused all of this... He is the culprit!
If she initially agreed to the Lord of Wu City to defeat him, it was just a conclusion she came to through rational thinking, which is quite suspected of rushing the duck.
So now, she wanted to kill Him from the bottom of her heart.
She wanted to cut off the shackles that trapped her, she wanted to destroy the tragedy caused by those dirty desires, and she wanted to change everything.
Anxi's chest heaved violently, and her accumulated emotions were about to burst through her. She unconsciously gritted her teeth and explored everything around her, eager to find a way to solve the current situation.
【skin……】
Suddenly, a soft and steady voice sounded in her ears. Anxi had only heard this voice once.
Is... the city lord of Fog City?
