Chapter 114 When the koi enters the horror game (17)
But in the face of huge interests, people are often willing to risk their lives.
The villagers who were frantically snatching dragon scales and meat did not stop because there was a bloodthirsty madman with red eyes in the palace. Outside the palace, the village chief came in with many strong men armed with farm tools and clubs.
Two fists are hard to beat with four hands. These people are like cunning snakes in the jungle, staring at the young man's back and attacking.
Soon, the boy's back was pricked with blood by the sharp teeth of the rake and hoe.
The shoulder poles struck from front to back and bent the boy's straight back, breaking his ribs. The rake pierced his two insteps. Duan Youli vomited blood and the ax was knocked to the ground.
He stretched out his arms to pick it up, but two villagers came from behind and locked his neck with sickles: "Go to hell!"
His forehead seemed to be broken, and blood flowed down the corner of his forehead, mixed with his tears of anger, weakness and despair, and gathered and dripped on his pointed chin.
There seemed to be a phantom before my eyes.
When he saw her for the first time, he only saw her back and black hair hanging down to her ankles, but inexplicably, he wanted to see her a second time.
When he saw her for the second time, he was stunned by her face, which was so beautiful that he stopped looking up. Perhaps only he knew whether the violent beating of his heart at that time was due to fear or heartbeat.
The third time I met her, it turned out that as the final boss of the game, she was so smart and innocent. She let him touch her horns, which were really soft and cute. His heart was beating so hard at that moment.
He really wanted to... wanted to protect her.
In the abyss of the South China Sea, there is a girl named Xian.
If he dies, can he be reborn in a place closer to the South China Sea in his next life?
"Stop it, stop it, you are blaspheming God and you will be punished!"
The old voice was filled with unspeakable anger.
When she saw Qinglong's battered and bloody body, the old lady almost fainted from anger.
"Beasts, a bunch of beasts who retaliate for kindness! How could Bixun Village raise you bunch of beasts who are worse than pigs and dogs!"
"Grandma," Xiaoya called softly and patted the old man's back with her hand.
"Old man Feng, your lameness was cured by the Green Dragon God."
"Village Chief, your daughter almost died of drought, but it was the Green Dragon God who saved her from death."
"And you, without the Qinglong God nourishing your few acres of land, where would you get the crops? How would your son get a wife?"
"Your man fell down while building a house. If it had been left in the past, he would have been disabled either dead or disabled. It was the Green Dragon God who saved your man, and you have forgotten?"
"..."
The old man's desolate and sad words hit the hearts of everyone present like a heavy hammer.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the villagers' eyes averted. The trace of their abandoned conscience spread out at this moment, making them condemned.
Zhang Mengqi took advantage of everyone's conscience and ran over to take away the sickle hooked around the young man's neck.
He patted Duan Youli's face hard: "Wake up, Duan Youli, wake up..."
"But we are infected with the epidemic, and we have no choice but to do so!"
A dark-skinned man spoke up: "Aren't gods just living Bodhisattvas who save the suffering? Since the Dragon God saved the village from drought, why can't they send Buddha to the west to solve the village's epidemic?
Besides, the gods are not mortal bodies, and the gods will not die! We just took some of her scales, the gods will not blame us!
She saved our village, which will only increase her merits!"
He found an impeccable excuse and completely abandoned his so-called conscience.
The villagers agreed with the swarthy man's words almost instantly. They rushed to Qinglong to peel off the scales, fearing that if they were one step behind, the remaining scales on Qinglong would be gone.
Xiaoya and grandma's cries of restraint were drowned out by the sounds of neighbors fighting over the dragon scales and fighting over the dragon scales and dragon meat.
Nan Xian woke up in heart-piercing pain.
The pain in her body was heartbreaking. They seemed to want to peel off every inch of her flesh. Their nails dug deeply into the dragon's flesh, either tearing, biting, or digging with the help of sharp farm tools.
it hurts!!!
When the dragon's tail swung, there was a loud banging sound in the house, and the huge air flow caused the villagers who were trying to cling to her like blood-sucking leeches to be thrown away.
Longan glanced around and saw the young man soaked in blood on the ground.
There was a thunderous dragon roar, and everyone felt a hurricane roaring past their eyes. The depressed blue dragon suddenly rose into the sky, and a wisp of dragon breath blew away the vicious villagers.
Holding the boy's blood-stained clothes in his mouth, he rushed out of the temple.
The village chief was stunned for a while and said urgently: "We can't let the Dragon God leave the village, chase him!"
Everyone chased them out and saw some farm tools on the road, so they grabbed them in their hands.
Not long after Qinglong escaped from the temple, he fell to the ground with a bang. The skin without dragon scales was instantly filled with blood. Sand and dust squeezed into the tender skin, and a thick blood mark spread on the ground.
The villagers quickly found the unknown boy and the crumbling Qinglong by following the blood stain.
"You are all crazy, you cannot be disrespectful to God!
Qinglong Shenxian is our savior!
There will be retribution, there will be retribution!”
The old lady and her granddaughter stood in front of the villagers, crying out in grief.
But no one listened to her, and the decayed old lady and her young granddaughter died at the feet of the villagers who were eager to pull out the dragon's scales, drink its blood, and eat its meat.
What stepped over was not only the corpses of the old lady and her granddaughter, but also the conscience that was not worth mentioning in the face of interests.
Zhang Mengqi was completely frightened by the scene in front of her.
She crawled over with weak hands and feet, pushing the old lady and her granddaughter, but both of them had lost their breath and died on this sunny but cold morning.
"Haha", the corner of Zhang Mengqi's mouth moved, and she suddenly laughed, smiled, and then cried, everyone will die, everyone will die...
The same ending as in the background of the game.
The boss will be scaled and fleshed out by these villagers, cramped and skinned, and then the god will destroy the demon and kill all the villagers. The game will continue to cycle, and all the players in their round will die.
Zhang Mengqi no longer had any hope of survival.
The faces of her parents flashed through her mind, and the tears flowed more violently. She closed her eyes and lay down with the old lady and her granddaughter.
Rumble——
The sky suddenly lit up with thunder and lightning, and dark clouds rolled in.
The thunder on a sunny day startled all the villagers. They stopped their movements in fear, thinking that God knew about their atrocities against the gods and was going to punish them.
The villagers threw down their farm tools and knelt down in fear.
"God have mercy, God have mercy!"
The villagers looked up at the dark clouds in the sky and the rolling thunder and lightning hidden in the clouds, muttering to themselves and shaking like quails.
Zhang Mengqi was startled by the thunder that sounded like the wrath of God, and opened her eyes in confusion.
This paragraph is not included in the game background introduction.
What's going on?
"boom!"
There was another deafening loud noise, and the villagers' bodies trembled even more.