Chapter 145

"Even if you look at me with the eyes of 'housewives can only ask for help from their husbands when they encounter problems that can't be solved', I can't help it," Simon Qing said helplessly. "If you want to rank the trouble degree of the eight murderers, we can only compete for the second. Sophie ajani is undoubtedly the first, and it's the same if you let the other eight murderers come."

"Isn't there any way?"

XiMenqing looked at Song Yunwu's dejected appearance and comforted: "in fact, be optimistic. Your brother may not die. Sophie ajani is essentially a goddess of luck. She shouldn't deliberately harm your brother."

"But according to previous legends, no one who has anything to do with Sophie ajani will come to a good end." Song Yunwu said.

"It's hard to say," Ximen Qing said. "Look at Ruyao. Isn't it still good to meet ajani for so long?"

Song Yunwu looked at Qin Yuyao, who was puzzled: "I really didn't encounter any bad luck. On the contrary, I was lucky to avoid a disaster."

"More than once," Simon Qing suddenly pointed to the TV and said to her, "twice. Do you see if you're on TV?"

Qin Yuyao and song Yunwu turned around and saw that the serial rear end car accident just happened was broadcast on TV. Because it was a local TV station, it was very efficient. It became news in a few hours. Qin Yuyao's face was clearly reflected on TV.

The host's voice was uploaded from the TV: "according to the witnesses at the scene, it was precisely because the woman who was saving people on the picture pulled the victim out of the car in time that casualties were avoided. Someone recognized the enthusiastic citizen and suspected the famous cartoonist 'Wangshu'..."

"Xiaoyuyao, you're on TV," Song Yunwu exclaimed. "It must be a powder sucking thing."

"I don't know. How could I be photographed?" Qin Yuyao scratched her head, also surprised.

Simon Qing said, "look, I said it's not just bad."

"But why?" Song Yunwu wondered, "is there anything special about xiaoyuyao?"

Simon Qing looked at them and said, "actually... I have a bold guess."

"What?"

"More than 100 years ago, someone told me that Sophie ajani mastered the power of the goddess of luck and was able to distribute 'luck', but she herself has been suppressed from using it because she has suffered a lot from it. Only occasionally she accidentally leaked a trace, which has a certain impact on the outside world."

"People are afraid of her mainly because of the uncertainty. Luck can come many times, but unfortunately, it can be fatal... For this uncertainty, there has always been a saying that the stronger the strength, the less the bad luck. Basically, at the level of eight evils, she will not be affected by her inadvertent ability Affected. "

Ximen Qing then looked at Qin Yuyao, and so did song Yunwu.

The latter looked confused and forced: "what do you mean? What are you doing looking at me?"

XiMenqing patted Qin Yuyao on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Ruyao, we are wondering if you may be an eight fierce level."

"Me? Eight evils?" Qin Yuyao suddenly inspired, "how possible! This joke is too outrageous!"

"Not necessarily," Song Yunwu seriously analyzed, "the original species of the myth system is the most powerful evolutor. Chang'e and the lunar star king, even if the original species of the two gods become eight evils, it is not strange."

Simon Qing added: "the main argument is that after you contacted Sophie ajani, you never had bad luck. Instead, all good things happened to you. This is the most favorable proof of your strong strength."

"Can, can..." Qin Yuyao thought for a while and said, "but sister Ximen, you're also unlucky. Eight murderers won't be unlucky. Just guess."

Simon Qing said, "my strength has been sealed, otherwise I don't have to be afraid of her."

In fact, after she met Sophie ajani, she lost money. That was caused by accepting ajani's blessing when her strength was still sealed. Later, because she temporarily controlled the power, no bad luck happened.

"I... I'm eight murderers?" Qin Yuyao sat on the sofa weakly, and seemed to have to accept the fact, "then, will I cause great damage to the surrounding in the future."

"The power is in your own hands. You decide what to do," Ximen Qing said. "Do you think the eight murderers are the kind of madmen who get sick intermittently? We are all good people, OK?"

"Yes, that's right." Qin Yuyao also woke up. It's because everyone described the eight murderers as too terrible on weekdays. She subconsciously felt that the eight murderers were very bad, but think about it carefully. Why should she do something when she's fine? She draws cartoons every day now. What can happen?

No matter Simon Qing or Sophie ajani, she didn't feel how evil they were after contact.

[maybe it's an erroneous transmission that leads to a deep misunderstanding of the eight evils in the world.] she thought so.

"So, after the eight murderers, they will become nine?" Song Yunwu said.

However, XiMenqing denied, "no, it's still eight evils."

"What?" Qin Yuyao and song Yunwu looked at her curiously.

XiMenqing scratched his head shyly: "ah - it's embarrassing to say. In fact, I killed the eight murderers in the island country more than 100 years ago."

"Kill!?" Qin Yuyao looked at Ximen Qing in shock. Sister Ximen, who likes to take advantage of salt fish on weekdays, has killed people? Her mind suddenly fell into confusion.

In contrast, song Yunwu is much calmer. She just said, "I'll tell you why the one from the island country hasn't appeared these years. Unexpectedly, he was killed by you. He is worthy of being the most murderous leader of the eight murderers."

"I was defending myself," Simon said helplessly. "Who made him jump and jump in front of me all the time, which made my head big. I just burned him with a fire."

"I know why the people of the Yangguang Dongzhao palace came to assassinate you," Song Yunwu looked at the evil arrow in XiMenqing's hand. "I remember the one who always claimed to be the descendant of Tokugawa Jiakang. The Yangguang Dongzhao palace is his subordinate."

"Isn't it..." Ximen Qing looked at the arrow in his hand and said helplessly, "more than 100 years have passed. How can they still come? Are these people dog skin plasters?"