1252: C1252 It's raining

C1252 It's raining

Zhang Quandan, who had suddenly rushed out to disrupt the Death Village sacrifice, was full of courage, and had a fearless look on his face. His words towards Zhang Laixi were sonorous, and had the courage of thousands upon thousands of people.

Zhang Quandan's appearance had caused the entire Death Village to turn into a farce.

At this moment, Zhang Quandan was standing on the stage, the sickle in his hand was continuously flashing with a cold light under the moonlight. It could be said that this young and simple villager had completely gone insane.

And as the Patriarch of Death Village, even if Zhang Laixi was unwilling, he had to turn around and face this Zhang Quandan head on.

Zhang Laixi's gaunt face could not help but twitch, and he shouted with a gloomy voice: "Zhang Quandan, put down the scythe in your hand, and then scram. Otherwise, I will sentence you with a Cremation in the name of the Patriarch. "

Facing Zhang Laixi's threat, Zhang Quandan said without hesitation: "Hmph, so what if the Cremation is the Cremation? "Since I dared to do so today, I have no intention of living."

Pausing, Zhang Quandan continued: "But let me tell you this, even if I have to die today, I won't let you all hurt Er Ni’er. Come, I will give my life here today, and those of you who are not afraid of death can come up here. Even if I die, I will drag a few of them down with me, and you can die with me. "

Zhang Quandan's words were loud and clear, and the sickle in his hand was so cold that no one dared to look at it directly.

Beneath the stage, all of the villagers of Death Village were looking at each other hesitantly. After all, the Zhang Quandan standing on the stage already did not want to live, but the villagers below the stage still wanted to live, so without Zhang Laixi's order, no one dared to go up and take Zhang Quandan.

Suddenly, the situation of the entire Death Village became strange.

Zhang Laixi stood on the stage and sneered: "Zhang Quandan, you're the person with the most Death Village, do you know what you're doing? Today is Centennial Rites, which is the most important day every hundred years. Today's sacrificial ceremony is related to whether or not our village will be able to calm down in the next hundred years, do you know? Do you think I want to burn my daughter? But for the sake of the entire village, I can only make such a sacrifice, do you understand? "

At the moment, Zhang Laixi was also crying, and his face was filled with pain.

Zhang Quandan completely ignored this, "I don't care what happens a hundred years from now, I only know that none of you are allowed to hurt Er Ni’er. If anyone dares to hurt her, I will definitely not let them go, at worst, I will just die, I am not afraid of death, what about you?"

Zhang Quandan roared angrily, his voice resonating through the sky.

At the moment, Ye Qian and the Condor were quietly standing in front of the Cremation, smiling as they watched the scene.

Ye Qian continued, "After I died, I didn't care about him overflowing with water. Hehe, I never thought that such a small villager with Death Village would have the experience of a monarch, not bad, not bad! "

On the other hand, the Condor smiled and said: "I think, this stupid boy is obviously muddled by love!"

While speaking, the Condor looked at Ye Qian teasingly, but Ye Qian only rolled his eyes at the Condor, and then the two of them fell into silence once again.

Instead, it was the beautiful Er Ni’er, who was also tied up by the Cremation. At this moment, the corner of her mouth was trembling, and her red lips were pursing her lips: "Brother All Egg, you should leave, this is my own choice, I don't blame anyone, I only hope that after I leave the village can it be peaceful! Everyone can be happy! "

Hearing Er Ni’er's sobbing voice, Zhang Quandan seemed to have gone insane once again. "No, I'm not leaving, I want to protect you!"

As he said that, Zhang Quandan held the sickle in his hand and rushed in front of Er Ni’er, saying: "Er Ni’er, don't worry. With me here, no one will be able to hurt you today!"

Hearing Zhang Quandan's words, Zhang Laixi bellowed furiously, "Zhang Quandan, do you really want to become enemies with the entire Death Village?"

Zhang Quandan laughed disdainfully: "Hmph, not to mention the entire Death Village, for the sake of the Er Ni’er, even if I were to make the entire world my enemy, what can I do?"

Regarding Zhang Quandan's unstoppable advance, even Zhang Laixi could not do anything about it.

This Zhang Quandan was an orphan in the village. When he was young, his parents had walked out of the mountain range to work in the outside world, and they had left the young Zhang Quandan with his grandparents.

A few years ago, Zhang Quandan's grandparents had also passed away one after another, so Zhang Quandan was always alone in the entire Death Village. If only a relative or friend had appeared within the Death Village to persuade Zhang Quandan at this moment, it would be a good thing. Unfortunately, not a single one of them appeared.

"Egg-bro, you can go, you can go!"

The beautiful woman dressed in red begged as tears welled up in her eyes.

But Zhang Quandan insisted: "If I don't leave, then we'll die together today."

The current Zhang Quandan had nothing to do, if he died, he would die.

Seeing Zhang Quandan waving his sickle to stand by Er Ni’er's side to stop the execution, Zhang Laixi had no other choice.2

At this moment, Zhang Laixi could only say with a cold face: "Men, capture Zhang Quandan and light the fire. Our village's Centennial Rites cannot be disrupted by anyone! "

With the Patriarch's order, although no one from the entire Death Village was willing to go up, there was nothing they could do.

Just at the same time, two groups of people rushed out from the crowd below the stage, one group with a wooden stick in their hands, they rushed up the stage and surrounded Zhang Quandan. Another group of people held torches and tossed them into the firewood that had been prepared earlier.

In the blink of an eye, the entire stage was filled with blazing flames.

A wave of heat wave rushed towards Zhang Quandan and the others.

The current Zhang Quandan brandished the sickle in his hand as he untied the ropes around Er Ni’er's body.

"Er Ni’er, follow me, follow me!"

While shouting, Zhang Quandan grabbed Er Ni’er's hand and was ready to rush out. But there was a wall of fire in front of them, and there were sticks chasing them from behind. How could the two of them escape?

The entire stage was in chaos, only Ye Qian and Condor remained motionless, as if they were waiting for their deaths.

Glancing at Ye Qian, the Condor laughed: "Marshal Ye, are we still not going to move? If we don't move, we will definitely become roasted suckling pigs tonight!"

Ye Qian said with a faint smile: "Who said I didn't do anything, didn't I already do something?"

Hearing Ye Qian's words, the Condor felt strange, after all, Ye Qian was still tied up with a hemp rope, how could he have the intention to attack.

However, just as the Condor was perplexed by what was going on, a purple colored flash of Lei Huo suddenly flashed in the sunny sky.

The rain that was close to pouring down came crashing down without any warning.

"It's raining, it's raining!"

Instantly, the entire Death Village started to fall into chaos, and everyone saw the torrential downpour, instantly extinguishing the entire flames on the Cremation Stage. All that was left was a cloud of helpless smoke and dust.

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