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Chapter Nineteen: The Arrow of Silence

A simple sentence or a simple question made everyone's heart tremble.

"Who will leave?"

"Who keeps it?"

"It's about life and death!"

A brief silence occurred on the scene, and everyone was thinking about this question and how to choose.

"What's the point of choosing?" Suddenly, a voice suddenly came from the guest group, "We are the guests invited by you Chenhuan Pavilion. You are the guests who are the courtesans. The place is yours. The dragon boat under your feet is also yours. Now that we are attacked by monsters, you are naturally staying and we will leave. Protecting our safety is your responsibility."

"Yes, our guests go first, and you Chenhuan Pavilion stay to protect your dragon boat."

"I agree."

"I agree, too."

When the gun shot out the bird, the bird said the bird. Naturally, there were a large number of corresponding people behind it. Now it is a time for life and death.

One step back is life, and one step further is death.

But these guests shouting loudly did not notice that not far from them, the less than a hundred low-level deacons had their eyes wide open and their breathing began to be a little rapid. "It turns out that the group of people I just protected were such timid and afraid of things, irresponsible, and in danger, only knowing to escape, and not even the minimum thanks."

"The guests left first, and the deacons of Chenhuan Pavilion stayed. These people can say it."

"Don't you blush?"

"Aren't you ashamed?" A low-level deacon began to murmur.

Leng Wuxin was a little surprised when he looked at the guests in front of him, but it was reasonable to think about it. "These merchants and powerful people living in greenhouses have never experienced the bloody battles of monsters. It is already very powerful to be able to stand steadily now."

However, the imagination is beautiful, the facts are often cruel. Leng Wuxin said without any emotion, "We will protect your safety. This is what we should do. If an accident occurs, there is naturally no guest dies first and deacon dies later."

"I don't agree with you want to leave because it's dangerous, but I won't stop you."

"The problem is, there are not so many small boats on this dragon boat, and it is not enough for all your guests."

After all the calculations, the answer would be that, and the guests were poured with a bucket of cold water on the spot.

The fat and wealthy businessman standing in front was stunned at first, and then his face soon became decisive, "How many boats are there? I suggest that ordinary people leave first, those who know how to practice and those who know how to practice will leave later."

After looking at the people around him, the voices of the fat and wealthy businessmen increased a little, "It is natural for the strong to protect the weak, everyone is right?"

Among the guests present, there were many powerful merchants, but more were bodyguards and disciples who followed these people. The bodyguards were naturally martial artists who knew how to practice, while the disciples were wise men who knew how to practice.

What they said seemed to make sense and worked completely, but the current atmosphere solidified directly.

"Swoosh!"

With a light sound, an arrow was shot from somewhere. Outside the hall, a cunning lizard, who was about to break through the barrier and attack formation, was instantly shot through the throat.

The originally thick-skinned and thick cunning lizard was like paper-paste in front of this arrow, and it was broken with one blow.

However, no one noticed this arrow. It seemed that at this moment, whoever gets on the boat would survive, and whoever stays would die. If this is the case, is there still a need for this dragon boat to defend? Who is the blood shed on the deck? For what?

Except for those merchants and powerful people, no one said that they agreed with the suggestions of fat and wealthy businessmen, and more people chose to remain silent. However, these silent people's breathing became a little low, no longer bursting in silence, and died in silence.

"Why do you leave and let's stay?"

"What are you?"

"What did you do when the dragon boat was attacked? Why don't you see who guarded the hall and the door? Why don't you ask the names of the bodies outside? They were all born by parents. There is no rule that anyone should live and who should die!"

Finally, among the group of low-level deacons in Chenhuan Pavilion who were fully regaining their strength, a young man stood up with a blushing face and shouted loudly, "We are from Chenhuan Pavilion. It is appropriate to eat the food of Chenhuan Pavilion and take the silver of Chenhuan Pavilion to die for Chenhuan Pavilion, but what do you mean? After listening to it for a long time, why didn't I even hear a word of thanks? Don't you think you are too much!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, Leng Wuxin scolded sternly, "Stop talking, you don't have the time to speak here."

"I think this young man is right. No one is born to die." A merchant's follower suddenly walked out and said, "Mr. Leng, I am not from your Chenhuan Pavilion."

"Yes, we don't agree."

"Whoever loves to stay, whoever stays, I will take a boat, and whoever fights with me will fight with me." A warrior said fiercely, "I want to see whose fist is hard."

"It makes sense. Whoever grabs the boat will belong to whoever belongs to it, and it is so fair."

"There should be no distinction between high and low."

At this moment, in order to escape, everyone's negative emotions burst out.

However, no one noticed that the battle on the deck was still continuing. Two half-barrier attack formations and eight people actually blocked the attack of thirty cunning lizards, and there were cunning lizards constantly climbing onto the deck in the river.

"Swoosh."

It was still the sound of the sound just now, the two-foot-three-inch long arrow, and the extremely accurate throat-punching attack.

If an arrow passes by, a cunning lizard will inevitably fall to the ground.

Not many people noticed this arrow, and most of them were immersed in the quarrel, including nearly 100 low-level deacons. Even Leng Wuxin couldn't control the scene, and the loud persuasion did not work at all.

At this critical moment, people's hearts seem to disperse all at once!

"Swoosh."

The sound of arrows breaking through the air sounded again, and another cunning lizard fell to the ground, but the cunning lizard might have had too fierce impact. Under the drive of inertia, its entire body flew up and directly hit the main entrance of the hall.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the door of the boat building hall broke.

An arrow was inserted into the throat of the cunning lizard.

Soon, a large pool of green liquid appeared at the door, and the arrow slowly faded after almost thirty breaths and finally disappeared into the air.

"The arrow condensed by true energy!" A practitioner muttered in surprise.

"Will the monster's life be the one arrow?"

"Wouldn't it be too exaggerated?"

Everyone's quarrel was interrupted by the dead cunning lizard.

"Swoosh!"

Another light sound, another silent arrow, and another cunning lizard fell to the ground.

This time everyone finally saw where the arrow came from. Everyone finally realized why there were only eight people, plus a defensive gap of about five meters, the deck has not fallen yet! There is still time to argue in this hall!

Because there is someone on the second floor.
Chapter completed!
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