Chapter 175 The protagonist's eavesdropping is not eavesdropping, it's just collecting information cleverly...

"Hiss, this is too coincidental, I can actually meet...that person here, although it may not be appropriate now, but I still want to ask you to return Aina to me?"

The sound of horse hooves came from far away. A group of mysterious people in special white clothes walked slowly from the village, holding the reins, and finally stopped at the end of the village.

Many confused and curious villagers gathered not far away and looked at this group of outsiders.

The most conspicuous person among this group of outsiders is the weird man who walks around with his upper body exposed without any shame, and even wears a donkey head mask.

As if he was used to the gazes of the outside world, this guy who could be called "different" in every way was walking slowly on the path outside the village. The black-haired boy spoke with a long, casual tone, without any sense of invading other people's territory.

He stopped two steps away from the black-haired boy, scratched his rough hood and said:

"Ah, that's it? Although you may not believe it now, but actually? We have no ill intentions, we are mainly here..."

"Why are you here?"

Chu Xiuyan held down the raccoon's head and turned it a little bit. His dark eyes slowly moved upwards and stared at the man in the donkey mask who was almost two heads taller than him. There was a faint scarlet glow in his eyes.

The other party seemed very frank. "Because the residual aura here is very strong, and the dream world is very convenient, not affected by reality at all, and you can come here by riding a horse. Ah, it feels like you are very wary of us. Although we cannot tell you our purpose for the time being, we can guarantee that we have absolutely no ill intentions."

"The guy who came uninvited has no right to say he had no ill intentions."

"So? Is it because of the incident of forcibly taking you away earlier? That caused the conflict?"

The man in the donkey mask sighed heavily, pointed at the mysterious "branch" on Chu Xiuyan's back that seemed to not exist, and said, "This thing is a branch of the sacred tree. It usually only exists in the gap between reality and fantasy. Although I don't know how you brought it into the real world, but... well, how should I put it? It's like the relationship between a person and his hands and feet. If you break a person's hands and feet and take them away, do you think the owner will come to hunt you down?"

Chu Xiuyan: "It's a very interesting analogy. I understand it. But this answer cannot explain why you kidnapped me. You could have dismounted to warn me, but you chose to snatch me without saying a word. It's like you came here to look for that... aura."

He thought of something, put down the raccoon, opened his arms towards the man in the donkey mask, his eyes became more and more red, and he smiled strangely, "The remaining aura on me is also very strong, right? ... The villains who are looking for God."

As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings suddenly became dead silent, and even the sound of the wind died down without anyone noticing.

The man in the donkey mask standing two steps away seemed a little surprised. He stared at the black-haired boy for a few seconds, then remained silent for a moment. He turned his head to look at his companions a hundred meters away, and awkwardly tried to ask for help: "That? Guy?, accidentally aroused the hostility of a key figure? What should I do?"

There was no response.

Being ignored? The man turned his head helplessly and continued to look at the black-haired boy in front of him, complaining: "That group of bastards with no companionship will definitely be struck by lightning... Hey, why do you look like I will be struck by lightning too? Ah, you are so resentful... Well, but I can't die here, how about this..."

He drew out the short knife from his waist with his left hand, and then passed the knife to his right hand, and then pointed the sharp blade at his left arm, which was completely opposite to his lazy posture. "My right hand needs to eat, so I will use my left arm to repay you? For my previous offense... please forgive me, Mr. Unknown—"

The next second, blood flowed down the blade, dripping into the soil, but the tip of the knife that had pierced the skin could not go any deeper.

The right hand holding the dagger was shaking slightly.

Another slightly white hand was holding his wrist, stopping his self-harming behavior with unimaginable terrifying strength.

The donkey-hooded man moved his hand toward its owner, and was somewhat surprised to see the boy's face full of anger, as if he was squeezing out words from between his teeth, "You are very proud, right? You robbed people so rampantly in the forest before, and now you act like you have been abandoned by your companions and have no choice but to hurt yourself to appease others?... Words can deceive people, but actions cannot. You dug traps one after another, and used the other party's reactions to guess and evaluate what kind of people I or we are, right?"

The man in the donkey mask was stunned for a moment, and said awkwardly: "Well, I don't understand what you are saying, but doesn't this left arm need to be broken?"

"Don't try to change the subject - even though you are naked and wearing a donkey mask, and look like an exhibitionist in bizarre clothes, you are the leader of that white horse team!"

The blood color in Chu Xiuyan's eyes faded and turned back into a dark color, but under the sunlight, it seemed a little too bright?

"You are the one who pretends to be lazy and has no intentions? You are the one who actually negotiates with the other party and modifies the plan according to their personality and attitude, right?"

The man in the donkey mask was shocked. "I don't know how you came to this conclusion, but I feel so wronged. How could someone like me…"

"It's a pity!" Chu Xiuyan suddenly interrupted the donkey mask man's defense, holding the other's hand with more strength, while the sole of his shoe turned on the ground, completely ignoring the other's attitude, and uttered a firm word from his chest, "Your opponent is not me--"

The man in the donkey hood was stunned. "What?"

The next second, the wrist that was tightly grasped by the young man suddenly felt a pain, and then the sky and the earth turned over, and the whole person was thrown heavily to the back mountain area.

"Uncle! That guy is cunning, has a deep mind, is full of lies, and is also a shameless exhibitionist! You must be careful!"

The boy's loud voice lingered in the sky for a long time.

The man in the donkey mask reacted quickly, but it was too late? .

"receive."

A deep and unfamiliar voice sounded not far away.

A wall of earth suddenly rose from the ground, turning into a giant hand to grab the man in the donkey mask who was still in mid-air. Due to the strong recoil, he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood. Looking at Zhang Chun who was slowly walking towards the wall that turned into a giant hand, he smiled reluctantly, "Hey, don't I look like a hostage?"

"Yes, you guessed it right. This cunning, deep-minded, full of lies, shameless exhibitionist."

Zhang Chun raised his head calmly and looked at the man in the donkey mask who was controlled. His bangs and the mask successfully matched. After a few seconds, because they couldn't see each other's expressions and eyes, they both showed subtle expressions at the same time, pretending to be indifferent and looking away.

At the same time, there was a little commotion at the end of the village.

After the donkey mask man was thrown away by Chu Xiuyan, the mysterious group of people waiting at the village intersection finally made some movements. Some quietly touched the back of the white horse, some retreated silently, and some reached out to their waists...

But without exception, they were all controlled by the shadow that emerged from the shadows.

Those shadows held daggers in their hands, silent and motionless, not like living things.

There was a sound of ropes being tightened, and suddenly several dark figures appeared on the steel cables hanging high in the sky. They were wearing thick black cloaks and were as silent as ghosts. They matched the mysterious team of people wearing white clothes below, monitoring and guarding.

Among them? A black shadow emerged from the shadow under Chu Xiuyan's feet, and the whole person seemed to be melted by the sun, and said weakly: "These people are so weak."

Chu Xiuyan looked at him in surprise, "Oh! Socially anxious brother! Long time no see!"

"Wan Lei...name..." The familiar man in the black cloak pulled his hood down again. The coldness that had just controlled all the guys with unclear positions had dissipated a lot, and now he looked a little cramped and nervous again.

"Oh! Brother Wan Lei! That was really cool just now!"

Chu Xiuyan hugged him excitedly, then turned to the group of mysterious people in front of him, and his voice gradually became cold, "Now, is it time to torture? Everyone."

…

"Ah, I almost died at the hands of that gentleman. It turns out that when you are out there, you should tell as few lies as possible."

In an overly spacious room, Zhang Chun was sitting at one side of a square table, looking at the man in the donkey mask across from him, slumped in a chair without any image, coughing up blood while being treated for his injuries by his companions.

Compared to the information revealed by the exhibitionist's appearance, which was extremely difficult to distinguish true from false, the rest of the people? We can see a lot of clues.

The white close-fitting clothing and the wide cape were inlaid with silver threads and crystals, and the tailoring method was unique, strange and beautiful. Compared with the convenience and flexibility required for battle, this kind of ornamental clothing was more suitable for appearing at some important dinner parties.

That is to say, if you intend to fight, you may be restricted by the complicated clothes and your fighting ability will be reduced.

It seems that the possibility that this group of people came to contact with hostility can be further reduced.

Zhang Chun felt a little relieved, and couldn't help but look at the man in the donkey mask who gave him a bad first impression.

"Well, let's talk about the reason why you said that you meant no harm."

"As that gentleman said, let me introduce myself first. I'm Sawyer, the negotiator of this courier team. By the way, I'm a non-combatant, please don't be violent, I can die easily."

The man in the donkey mask sat up with difficulty and snapped his fingers. The companion who treated him turned and walked towards the door, but did not leave. He just stood near the door.

Zhang Chun glanced at him, but did not stop him.

"Next, due to the previous offense, I will try to answer all your questions honestly. Of course, first of all, please allow me to introduce our great Queen, Lady Elaine."

The man in the donkey mask exhaled? a breath, cleared his throat, and was about to continue speaking when Zhang Chun suddenly stood up, grabbed? the corner of the table and looked down? for a few times, then walked? to the door, opened it and looked out for a while, then? returned to the room and looked out the window, and even? climbed out and looked at the roof——

"Ah, sorry, because I took over the task of interrogating you. Come here, Yunyan is a little unhappy and may be eavesdropping nearby, so I have to check."

After saying that, Zhang Chun pulled out the chair and moved to the other side of the square table, facing the man in the donkey mask.

"Yun Yan... is that gentleman's name?" The man in the donkey hood scratched his hood and spoke with some surprise, "Well, that gentleman is very smart and lively, and seems to be very happy living here."

Zhang Chun was sensitive to the address in the other party's words, knocked on the table, and said in a deep voice: "Don't change the subject, who is your queen Elaine?"

“Ah, sorry, sorry.” The man with the donkey mask put his hands on the table. His tone gradually changed from lazy and careless to serious and cautious. He said: “Lady Elaine is a great and kind king who is respectable, but also soft-hearted and makes people cry. We like to call her the starlight of the ocean, the pure flower that cannot be desecrated. Some people also call her a cold executioner and an inhumane messenger of death. However, in your eyes, I am afraid she only has one name…”

The voice of the man in the donkey mask gradually became lower, but Zhang Chun could feel that the other party's eyes were always on his face, as if he was sizing him up, evaluating him, and judging him.

"... Lady Elaine, it is you who said that the ocean is the one that is unforgivable and wrong in its very existence."

At that moment, Zhang Chun's breath was choked, and even his thoughts were blank for a moment.

Outside the closed window behind him, the wind suddenly whistled past, stirring up a large cloud of dust, and the fallen leaves flew with the wind, floating to a height of more than a hundred meters?

On a steel cable connecting the West Mountain to the village watchtower, there stood a dark figure, who had changed his desert-style cape and put on a mysterious black cloak. The black-haired boy had no expression on his face, and his dark eyes reflected everything in the village below, as if nothing could escape his eyes.

When the word "ocean" was heard in a certain room, the pair of black eyes instantly turned scarlet.