Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor - Chapter 1605

[Chapter 1584 Chicken and Duck Talk]

Huang Wending was secretly surprised, there is still evidence for this kind of thing?

My father’s work was flawless and flawless, there was no personal evidence, and there was no physical evidence at all.

“What evidence?” Huang Wending felt a little guilty: “I can tell you, don’t use oral evidence, it’s nothing!” After all

, he is also the director of supervision of the Righteous Path Alliance, and it is necessary to prove his crime.

“Come here, bring the pen and ink!” Xia Qingchen raised her hand.

Fang Cuihong, who was behind him, immediately took out the pen and ink, raised a piece of white paper over his head with both hands, and brought it to Xia Qingchen.

I saw Xia Qingchen took the brush and brushed it a few times. The brush left two huge words on the white paper—evidence!

“Show them!” Xia Qingchen said.

Fang Cuihong immediately unfolded the white paper and presented it to Huang Wending and the tomb keeper present to watch.

“Isn’t it just evidence? I’ll write it for you!” Xia Qingchen was calm but overbearing: “Don’t mention one piece of evidence, I can write you all 110,000 pieces of evidence!”

They just realized that what Xia Qingchen called What does “evidence” mean.

This is so unreasonable, isn’t it?

Chen Guang was dissatisfied and said: “Xiahou, are you playing tricks on us?”

Xia Qingchen backhanded a Dayan sword, and the icy sword energy swept over and went straight to Chen Guang’s face.

The latter had suffered the loss of Dayan Sword, was startled, and hurriedly dodged.

But the sword qi still swept across his armpit, shaking his sleeves to smithereens!

Chen Guang was shocked and angry: “You”

Xia Qingchen said coldly: “You want evidence, I gave it, and now I say that I am playing tricks on you. It seems that you are ready to turn your face now, right?”

Chen Guang, who was about to refute, was stopped by the big tomb guard reaching out his hand.

He stared deeply at Xia Qingchen, and after a moment of silence, he said, “Okay, we will not interfere in your private affairs.”

As wise as he was, he had already sensed Xia Qingchen’s intentions.

If he insists on protecting Huang Wending, Xia Qingchen can do anything, including withdrawing from the Righteous Path Alliance.

Without him and the Lou Nan army, supplies will become the Achilles heel of the Righteous Path Alliance.

If so, it’s more than worth the loss.

“However, I hope you promise one thing first.” Of course, they also don’t want their majesty to be damaged because of this: “If you resolve your personal grievances, please find another place.”

As long as the grievances are not resolved in front of them, the tomb guards will Can pretend not to know.

When outsiders were talking about it, their tomb keeper could use the excuse of not being there to prevaricate the past, so as not to lose his prestige.

“Okay.” Xia Qingchen took a step back and stared at Huang Wending coldly: “You can run 900 feet first.” Huang Wending knew that he was abandoned by the tomb guard, so he could only grit his

teeth: “You are cruel!”

He rushed out of the military camp and ran towards the camp of the Zhongyunjing army.

In the world, there is only one person who can save him and is willing to save him—Grandpa, Huang Zhongting.

Every time he had a conflict with Xia Qingchen, it was his grandfather’s mediation, and this time was no exception.

What made him vomit blood from anger was that Xia Qingchen’s faint voice came from the tent behind him: “Fang Cuihong, take my big bow with a range of 1000 meters!

” The giant bow came to shoot him.

Where did he let him go? It was clearly a cat-and-mouse trick to tease him!

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Without giving Huang Wending a chance to resist, a blood-red color pierced through the tent and space, and came straight from behind.

When he saw the blood red color, Huang Wending’s scalp felt numb.

It turned out that Xia Qingchen actually used the Dayan Sword as a sharp arrow, and this arrow was afraid that any defense could be pierced.

If in the past, with the body of luck, he would not be afraid.

But now, his luck has been overdrawn, and he has become an ordinary person. It is extremely dangerous to be shot.

When it was too late, Huang Wending rushed forward in embarrassment, rolled for several weeks, and was about to get up when he suddenly noticed that his palms were sticky.

Looking down, a lump of wet and sticky horse dung was crushed by his palms.

The stench made Huang Wending get goosebumps all over his body, extremely disgusting.

However, he didn’t have time to take it into account, glanced at the Dayan sword that was swiped from above his head, and immediately turned around and galloped in the other direction.

Who knows, just running a few steps, the foot slipped and immediately fell to the ground.

That’s it, it looks like Xia Qingchen, with a handsome face, and threw himself in another pile of freshly baked horse manure.

The horse manure on his face made Huang Wending tremble.

When was he Huang Wending so embarrassed?

However, the embarrassed is still behind.

Next, Xia Qingchen shot another arrow, and Huang Wending was tired of dodging and fell into the horse dung pit.

Forget it, he finally climbed out, and in the process of escaping, he fell into the ditch outside the barracks!

Huang Wending was powerless to be angry, he simply did not understand why he was so unlucky.

That’s because he doesn’t understand that everything goes to the extreme.

He was very lucky before, but now that he lost his lucky body, he was bound to be shrouded in bad luck.

Especially Xia Qingchen’s divine influence made this drawback even more prominent, so it was unfortunate.

He could feel the pain of Ye Linglong.

The two camps are only a few dozen miles apart. For a small moon warrior like Huang Wending, it should only take a few minutes.

But now, it took half an hour to be on the road.

He stumbled all the way, and shouted loudly as he ran: “Quick! Let my grandfather Huang Zhongting save me!”

Perhaps his voice was discovered by someone with a heart and informed Huang Zhongting in time.

Whoosh –

a figure, flying over Huang Wending’s head, rushing towards the direction where he came.

“Grandpa!” Huang Wending shouted in surprise.

However, what he got was a casual glance at Huang Zhongting, who continued to drive and search as if nothing had happened.

“It’s me! I’m the winner!” he shouted hastily.

Um?

Huang Zhongting, who was galloping, braked suddenly. He turned back and looked at Huang Wending: “Are you

Ding’er?” It wasn’t that Huang Zhongting didn’t know his grandson.

Instead, the person in front of him was covered in yellow and horse dung, his body was covered in filth and maggots, and he couldn’t even recognize his body shape. He couldn’t see the shadow of Huang Wending.

“Grandpa, save me!” Huang Wending immediately fell in front of his grandfather and cried out for help: “Xia Qingchen, he, he wants to kill me!”

“What did you say?” Huang Zhongting was shocked, extremely shocked!

Seeing this, Huang Wending grabbed the life-saving straw and added fuel to jealousy: “Yes, Xia Qingchen is going to kill me, this time, grandpa must not be merciful to him.”

Unexpectedly, Huang Zhongting said excitedly: “You Does it mean that Xia Qingchen is still alive?”

“Grandpa, the point is that he is chasing me!”

“He is really alive?”

“Grandpa, did you hear that, he is chasing me!”

“God, he’s still alive!!!”

“Grandpa, he’s chasing your own grandson!”

“God has eyes, let him still live!”

Huang Wending was so angry that he was so angry.

Are they really grandpa and grandson?

Why is it like a chicken-to-duck talk, the focus is not on one channel at all?

(Twelve noon tomorrow, two more)

[End of This Chapter]