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Despicable human nature

  Despicable human nature

  Lao San shook his head and said, "Xiao Jiu Ye, you don't know the situation outside. In fact, there are many devilish walls, it's just that you haven't seen them."

  At this time, Lao San suddenly looked at Qi Xie with a hint of expectation in his eyes. Qi Xie met his gaze and immediately turned away, saying calmly: "They have nothing to do with me."

  In my impression, what Qi Xie did has almost nothing to do with our team.

  Lao San looked like he was having a hard time, and finally said helplessly: "Qi Zi, we've been through so much together on this journey, if my master knew, he'd definitely crawl out of his grave. If you can pull him down, then do it."

  The expressionless face of the seventh evil suddenly turned gloomy, with a cold and dark gaze staring at Old Three. Then, his gaze shifted to our equipment pack, saying: "I don't want to travel with you guys."

  Lao San was taken aback, and immediately didn't dare to make a sound again, looking a bit cowardly. Indeed, Qi Xie did have that ability, with his usual way of doing things, if it weren't for Black Shu's face, he would definitely directly snatch the equipment away, maybe even killing someone to silence them in the end. Being able to "get along" like this was already giving a lot of face.

  "I'm going." A low, muffled voice came from the corner, and it was only then that I noticed a person crouched in the corner, whom I hadn't noticed at all earlier, probably because he was too dark.

  It was originally very dark here, and even if you looked carefully, you could only see a vague outline. In short, this person's skin is very dark, very dark, and it feels like the color of an African person's skin is not much different.

  This man looks like he's over seventy years old.

  "Great Uncle, you can't go." Lao San immediately blocked his way.

  At this time, even I couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help but say: "Qi Xie, do you have any conscience? If you could save me in the dark just now, then saving Xiao Shou Hou and the others should also be an easy task."

  Hei Shu's face changed, and he immediately covered my mouth, staring at me fiercely, and said to Qi Xie with a smile: "Qi Xie, don't mind him, this little brat hasn't even grown his hair yet, what he says is just farting."

  I'm a straightforward person and can't help but speak out when something's on my mind. I grabbed Hei Shu's hand and said, "Am I wrong? Don't two lives matter?"

  "It's important." Qi Xie suddenly said, then looked at me with a very cold gaze. He continued slowly: "I've already saved you once." After pausing for a moment, he added: "Their lives are important, but isn't mine important too?"

  After the seventh evil spirit finished speaking, I was momentarily speechless.

  The others fell silent too.

  Not bad, Qi Xie is also a human being, a flesh-and-blood person, and he is also a life. I carefully recalled the experience of knowing him, and suddenly found that it was always him who saved us, but when he fell into crisis several times, everyone's idea was that he could handle it, no need for me.

  Qī Xié still had no expression on his face, and no one could tell what he was thinking. He still spoke in that ethereal voice, "If I were the one in trouble, who among you would come looking for me?"

  He's incredibly powerful, if he really gets into danger and we run away with our tails between our legs, I'd naturally assume that someone as formidable as him can handle any situation. If he can't handle it, then neither can we. I definitely won't go back to look for him.

  Along the way, Qi Xie was with us for a relatively short time. Most of the time, he walked alone in this gloomy and eerie place, as if it were his home.

  I don't know why, but Qī Xié's words didn't cause much of a stir, yet they left a deep impression on my heart.

  Suddenly, I feel extremely humiliated in my heart, because I only remembered that Qi Ping was cold and aloof, silent and indifferent to people's feelings, but no one remembers that at critical moments, he risked his life to save me or us many times.

  Just like in "Pride and Prejudice", perhaps I had a prejudice against him from the moment I met Qi Ye, which made me overlook his repeated kindness to me and only remember his bad temper.

  When we encountered the attack of the giant gray bear group, he had unconditionally saved us all once. When the ghost monkey almost tore me in half, it was him who saved me. Just now at the giant devil wall, he unconditionally saved me again. He is a human being, not a god, and he only has one life. Why should he take risks again to save Xiao Shou Hou and Guang Tou when we are all hiding in a safe environment?

  For the first time, I felt like I had reached the peak of being lazy.

  I gritted my teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "Sorry."

  Although I have a grateful heart towards him, these three words were said with great difficulty, but I truly wanted to apologize for what I previously said.

  I withdrew my guilty gaze and looked at the others, who were more seriously injured and couldn't possibly let them go to rescue. So I took a look at the equipment next to me, stood up with an assault rifle, and said "Xiao Shou Hou and Guang Tou can't not be rescued, I'll go, I remember they're roughly in what position."

  The submachine gun is much faster than his American pistol and has a lot more power.

  Ever since I parted with Qi Ye, my nerves have been tense, my mind has been in a daze, and I've been exhausted.

  I hadn't walked many steps when my brain suddenly became congested and I felt dizzy, spinning around in circles.

  "Don't drag me down." At this moment, Qi Xie opened his eyes, turned around and pulled open a thick stone door, merging into the darkness. Before leaving, he didn't forget to close the large stone gate tightly.

  At the critical moment, it was still Qi Xie who took action. If it were in the past, when encountering such a situation, Qi Xie would take action and nothing could stump him. Even if he got hurt, I thought that was to be expected. I never thought I'd become this kind of person.

  Facing others' difficulties, I am completely unfeeling; when it comes to others helping me, I accept it with equanimity.

  Just now, I was blaming him for not wanting to save the seventh evil.

  It was I who pushed him into danger, and in my heart I prayed again and again: please don't let anything happen to him, or else I won't forgive myself.

  Thinking of this, I picked up the submachine gun and said, "I'll go help him."

  How can he save two people by himself at once?

  Before they could react, I pushed the stone gate open with force and slipped out, then closed it tightly.

  I had just closed the stone gate tightly when a burst of laughter suddenly echoed through the dead silence.

  Is someone laughing?

  No, no way. I shook my head vigorously. It's impossible for a person to make such a loud noise unless he had a megaphone in his hand, but I remembered that neither Xiao Shou Hou nor the Bald Head, or anyone else on the team would carry something like that.

  In the darkness, I held my breath, and my heart was pounding. Listening carefully, I realized that the laughter came from above me. Without any light source, I nervously lifted my head to look up, but all I could see was endless darkness. I remembered what Old Three said about the Devil's Wall earlier, and a thought suddenly popped into my mind - could it be that this thing can change color? Or is it actually the ancestor of chameleons? This possibility is quite large, because when I took a glance at it earlier, that thing was indeed an ultra-gigantic behemoth.

  The laughter continued to swirl above my head, moving quickly from left to right, and I couldn't grasp its direction at all because I couldn't see its shape.

  But this laughter that sounds like a human, is it really coming from the devil's wall? I'd rather call it the color-changing wall, it sounds better that way. Devil, devil, in this place where dead people live, just hearing it is unlucky.

  Because the space is pitch black, I can't see it, and similarly, it can't see me. This has both advantages and disadvantages for me. The advantage is that the thing can't hurt me, but the disadvantage is how am I supposed to find Little Skinny Monkey and them?

  Time is pressing, in this place, every minute counts and it's uncertain whether you'll be killed or not.

  It's not worth it if you can't even save others and end up sacrificing yourself.

  But just then, I noticed that a strong gust of wind was blowing right in front of me, and my heart suddenly skipped a beat.

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