But after the Chu Mansion was burned down and Chang Bo's youngest son was killed, there was no room for maneuver.

"Wrong, father is all wrong!"

"He wanted to use these sacred mines to buy my life, but little did he know that if the sacred mines fell into the hands of Chu Xiaoyong, I would really lose my life!"

Zhang Cuicui fell into a trance, her thoughts drifting away, as if she had returned to those days in Zhushikeng.

And in this moment of trance, a fierce look flashed in Chang Bo's eyes.

He held his breath and suddenly stood up from the bed, like a cornered beast. His hands turned into claws and he yanked out from under the bed.

A slender machete appeared in Chang Bo's hand, and he chopped it down with a Taishan-like posture.

"Bitch, go to hell!"

An inch long, an inch strong.

By the time Zhang Cuicui reacted, the machete was already close at hand, reflecting a cold light.

It seems pretty good to be dead like this?

At least he doesn't have to be captured and tortured by the beast Chu Xiaoyong.

Zhang Cuicui thought like this, a strange smile appeared on her face, and she took the initiative to step forward.

"Come on, chop me to death!"

However, at the moment when the machete was about to strike, time seemed to freeze.

A flash of astonishment flashed in Chang Bo's eyes.

He saw a headless corpse holding a machete in a slashing posture. The tip of the knife was only ten centimeters away from Zhang Cuicui's forehead.

However, these ten centimeters were as far away as the end of the world, and they stood there quietly without being able to chop them off.

"I'm...dead?"

The last thought flashed through his mind, and Chang Bo vaguely saw a young man with a frivolous face walking outside the door.

That's...

"Mrs. Cuicui, if you die, I won't be able to repay this favor."

Wang Qi blew his fingers, and the breeze that was brewing around him gently dispersed.

What a fascinating power.

Even if he is only a first-level priest, he can still control the life and death of ordinary people at will, and he can even determine his own destiny.

"You...you are?"

"I am Wang Qi, the priest of Xiaobu. If you asked him, you should know my identity."

"Wang Qi?"

Zhang Cuicui repeated the name silently, and her eyes that had just given birth to hope turned cold again.

"I'm afraid you're overthinking it. Even if Chu Xiaoyong dies, he won't give me those ten kilograms of divine ore."

"What?"

Wang Qi was still admiring his work, turned his head, and couldn't help showing a strange expression.

"Do you think I'm here for the sacred mine?"

"You can't be here just to save me, right?" Zhang Cuicui sneered and simply dropped the dagger, "Come on, kill me and treat it as my father's request to give you ten kilograms of divine ore."

"What a crazy woman..."

Wang Qi muttered in a low voice, no wonder Sumo would keep an eye on Zhang Cuicui, this woman is indeed a very useful breakthrough point.

"Let's go, I'll take you out and you still have something to do. Besides, your family is still waiting outside."

"Family?"

"You'll know when you get out. Forget it, do you want Chu Xiaoyong to die?"

Zhang Cuicui was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily.

It's not just because of tonight's slap, but because she knows that if she wants to survive, only one of them will die.

"Then come with me. Your father is indeed dead, but he helped you a lot before he died, and it's not just the magic mine."

After Wang Qi finished speaking, Zhang Cuicui finally did not refute again this time.

The two of them left Chang Mansion one after another. Even though they saw many corpses of guards lying in shadowed corners on the way, Zhang Cuicui was not surprised at all.

What happened today was so bizarre that she lost her ability to think.

Until they exited the high defensive wall, a truck parked not far away.

"Get in the car, my people will take you to see him, and he will explain to you."

"good."

Sitting in the car through the door opened by the co-pilot, Zhang Cuicui thought that Wang Qi would also get in the car, but she didn't expect that the man actually closed the door.

Through the car window, she noticed that Wang Qi's face looked a little unusual, a little excited and a little regretful.

"You don't want to get in the car? What are you going to do?"

"Miss, you have a rest. Of course I am going to work, no, I am going to defend the honor of the priesthood!"

After Wang Qi finished speaking, he waved his hand and repeated the second half of the sentence in a low voice.

The truck slowly moved forward, its engine roaring feebly as it dragged the truck forward.

When Wang Qi completely disappeared from sight, he whistled a melodious tune and hurriedly walked towards Chu's mansion.

The sky gradually becomes brighter.

The fire that burned in the Chu Mansion for half a night was finally put out, leaving a mess of ashes all over the ground.

"Report to the clan leader that the third lady is missing. According to Axiang, she was knocked unconscious by the third lady!"

"The source of the fire has been identified. The kerosene barrel in the third lady's room overturned, causing the fire."

"The Second Madam and the Sixth Madam were also burned and are now calling for a doctor."

The servants in the government came one by one to report.

Chu Xiaoyong, who was sitting on the big bluestone, had a gloomy face, looking like he was looking for someone to eat.

After a while, he took a deep breath and asked with red eyes, "Where's Uncle Chang? Why didn't you see him when we were putting out the fire? Ask him to come see me immediately."

"Okay, I'll go call Chang..."

"No need to shout."

Before the servant could finish speaking, a lazy voice sounded in the front hall.

Wang Qi yawned and walked over with two hot buns in his hands while eating.

"What a waste. Just a small fire and let me wait until dawn."

"you..."

Chu Xiaoyong stood up in shock, but before he could speak, a wind knife gathered by the blue breeze quietly passed by.

"Well, I'm here to pay off the debt."

The words fell.

The head of the dignified tribe leader flew up high and fell down. His neck was like a fountain, and blood flowed up like a column!
Chapter completed!