"But I'm also a member of the Tarot Society."
A calm sentence came out of Chen Hui's mouth, but it directly confused the minds of many people.
You put it here and there, right?
"Can you make it clearer?" someone asked.
"I am the God of Death, but I am only a pre-selector and have not yet become a real God of Death, so technically I am not a member of the Tarot Club, but it's not completely wrong."
Chen Hui didn't hide anything and directly told his current situation.
Hearing the words pre-selected, some people relaxed from their nervousness.
Some people frowned, with a bit of disdain in their expressions.
Chariot, the shadowy man among them, chuckled: "Tsk, it turns out he is a pre-selector, nothing more than that."
"Before you become a real number, who knows whether you, the preselector, will die before completing the ceremony."
The devil laughed twice, and responded in a charming manner: "Chariot is right, but he is also Shen Hui after all, so he probably won't tell anything about us."
The devil looked at Chen Hui, the smile on his face not diminishing at all: "But why are you here? Do you want to go with us too?"
Without waiting for Shen Hui to respond, Chariot took over the words and snorted disdainfully:
"Oh, is he worthy? He is not a member of our Tarot Society. Why, do you still want to join us and seek our asylum in the forbidden realm of chaos?"
"Chen Hui, you better get out of here. If it weren't for the fact that you are a pre-selector, we would have killed you here!"
Chen Hui frowned. Among the other party's group, this demon seemed to be deliberately provoking him. Anyway, it felt a bit aimed at him.
As for this chariot, it was simply naked, and the others didn't say anything.
From the very beginning of self-introduction, there was something wrong with Chariot's eyes when he looked at him, and now he doesn't hide it at all.
I don’t know if this is what Zhang Qingfeng said, those people who are dissatisfied with themselves.
But Chen Hui is not a soft persimmon. Even if he comes here on his own initiative, what does it have to do with him.
The other members of the Tarot Society took a few steps back involuntarily as they watched, and they basically didn't recognize him.
Coupled with the nature of this organization, it doesn't care about the other team members at all, so no matter what kind of fight happens here, it doesn't care about them.
Shen Hui was about to speak when a voice came from behind him.
"What do you mean? Is it your decision whether you can come here or something?"
Qingxue stared at the chariot, then looked at the demon next to her.
The demon met Qingxue's gaze and laughed twice: "Haha, why is your lover so anxious? Isn't this Shen Hui your love partner?"
After listening to the devil's words, many people felt belatedly that the relationship between Chen Hui and Qingxue did seem to be a little different.
Those who knew Chen Hui before felt this way.
"Hmph, it's none of your business, little bitch." Qingxue snorted coldly and cursed directly.
When the devil heard the three little bitches, the smile on his face disappeared instantly and was replaced by anger: "You!"
Qingxue wanted to say something else, but Chen Hui immediately waved her hand to stop her.
After all, Qingxue still has to go to the Chaos Forbidden Territory with them, but she is different.
Shen Hui said in a cold voice: "You two, what does it have to do with you whether I come or not? What do you think makes me unhappy?"
Looking at Shen Hui, the expression on the devil's face turned into a smile again: "Haha, look at what you said, how can I be dissatisfied with you? I'm not targeting you."
After saying that, the devil took a few steps back and said that he indeed had no intention of targeting Shen Hui.
However, on the way back, he still looked at Qingxue behind Chen Hui with an unhappy look.
But the chariot was not like the devil: "Unhappy? There are many people who are unhappy with you. You know what you have done."
"Here, you are not a member of the Tarot Society, get out of here!"
Chen Hui raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his eyes showed impatience: "What if I don't get out?"
Chariot seemed to have expected Shen Hui to say this, and he stood up from the corner where he was squatting.
The body that looks a little thin has a sharp, violent, and bloodthirsty aura, like an explosive that feels like it will explode at any time.
There is also a tattoo on the arm, which is two sphinxes. The part covered above must be a man holding a scepter and standing on a chariot with stars on the ceiling. God of War, this is the complete symbol representing the chariot.
He licked his lips: "Don't think that just because you get some people's appreciation, you will think that you are lawless. If you don't get out, then don't blame me for being rude!"
As soon as his words fell, the devil's exclamation also sounded from not far away.
"Wow! Don't fight here. There is a carved formation here to protect you. It is not affected by the cracks in the surrounding space to a certain extent. If you fight, there will definitely be a lot of noise. This is not good!"
Everyone looked at the devil. Although he said he was trying to persuade him to fight, he was actually trying to make him angry.
It's not too bad to tell Chen Hui and Chariot that the power of the creation world can be used to a certain extent here.
As expected, Chariot and Chen Hui looked at each other with more anxiety.
Faintly, there was a suppressed wave overflowing from the chariot.
Every ordinary person present knew that this was the aura of power coming from the world of creation.
And just like the aura of Chariot, the aura that spreads out is just the fuse of explosives.
As for how many explosives are connected to the leads, no one knows, but it is certain that it must be very terrifying.
The world of creation created by this chariot is definitely not simple.
Qingxue couldn't help but want to stand up at this time, but was stopped by Zhiyue.
Huang Lingheng also intervened and whispered: "Qingxue, please don't come forward, let me do it."
However, Zhiyue was also stopped by Huang Lingheng, pointed in one direction and whispered:
"Don't worry, just watch."
Looking towards where Zhiyue pointed, Zhang Qingfeng was secretly huddled in a corner where no one cared, looking at Shen Hui and the others with an interested smile on his face.
"Although Uncle Zhang just said that he doesn't know us, he will never ignore us. Since he is not worried, then it is not a big problem. Let's wait and see. You have no say. Otherwise, if you stand up, it may cause a bigger problem. riots.”
Listening to what Zhiyue said, Qingxue also endured it with her trust in Chen Hui.
The people around Shen Hui and Chariot took a few steps back again.
Feeling the aura emanating from the other party's body, Shen Hui's eyes gradually became cold.
