Chapter 1671

"On the way here, I met eight people, killed three and escaped five." Xia Qingchen said, "are they the people of Jinxuan stone?"

Fu Yaoguang said, "well, it's still a dead man trained by grandpa himself. He only listens to the control of Grandpa and puppets."

"Now, all the five dead men are under the control of jinxuanshi."

Dead man?

How can Xia Qingchen forget the old line of Shura?

A millennium family integrating assassination, hunting and other dark activities.

The trained martyrs are not very powerful, but their destructive power is first-class

"Brother Xia, can I help you?" Fu Yaoguang said.

Xia Qingchen looked at her dim eyes: "no need."

Fu Yaoguang said, "although I am blind, my hearing, smell and touch are superior. Maybe I can help you."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to underestimate you." Summer light dust road.

Fu Yaoguang squeezed out a smile from his sad face: "brother Xia is still as modest and gentleman as he was in those days. However, I should help you by listening to the voice and identifying the position."

At this time, I was in the sky, and the wind roared in my ears.

You must speak at close range to hear. If you are a little smaller, you can't hear clearly.

Fu Yaoguang pointed to the front and said, "thirty miles ahead is the military camp?"

okay?

Xia Qingchen was surprised: "how did you judge it?"

The camp of the human alliance is indeed thirty miles away.

Fu Yaoguang pointed to his ears: "eyesight, I have only been accompanied by darkness since I was born, and I am particularly sensitive to sound."

Hear voices thirty miles away?

Xia Qingchen is not sure. Even if the ear power of the blind is channeled again, it is impossible to reach the scope of 30 miles away.

"Yes! I heard someone talking about you. "

"Seems to be saying, why don't you come back."

"Well, it's still a woman. She also calls another person Lord Fang."

Xia Qingchen is really surprised. Lord Fang, should it be Fang Cuihong?

"How did you do it?" Xia Qingchen is unbelievable.

Thirty miles away, he heard so clearly that his ability was faster than his murderous feeling.

Fu Yaoguang asked calmly, "is it strange?"

"Of course it's strange!" Xia Qingchen looked around and said, "if you can hear the voice thirty miles away, can you hear the voice thirty miles away?"

"Of course!"

"Then, don't you always live in the noise?" Xia Qingchen asked.

The sound within thirty miles is more than ten million?

If every voice can be heard, is there only a noisy noise in your ears?

"I got used to it when I was born." Fu Yaoguang said quietly.

Xia Qingchen stared at the weak girl in front of her and felt deep pity in her heart.

Such keen ear power is not unusual. It should be a gift.

But too strong talent is sometimes a burden.

It is conceivable that even in the dead of night, there will be a steady stream of voices within tens of miles in Fu Yaoguang's ears.

In that case, how to sleep?

Her weakness has something to do with it.

"Wait a minute." Xia Qingchen ordered the birds to stay in mid air, sat cross legged immediately, took out some precious materials from Linlang island and sacrificed the sky fire on the spot.

"Brother Xia, why stop?" When Fu Yaoguang heard the sound in the distance, he knew that they had stopped.

Xia Qingchen said, "take it easy."

"Oh." Fu Yaoguang sat down quietly and accompanied Xia Qingchen.

Time passed bit by bit.

Half an hour later, two green colloidal nirvanas appeared in Xia Qingchen's hands.

"Take it and put it in your ear." Xia Qingchen stuffed the two nirvanas into Fu Yaoguang's palm.

The latter gently rubbed it and asked, "is it an earplug type Nirvana?"

"Yes."

Fu Yaoguang smiled gently and returned it: "no, grandpa has looked for many earplugs for me over the years, which is useless. I appreciate brother Xia's kindness."

Xia Qingchen picks up earplugs and plugs both ears at the same time.

Fu Yaoguang, who didn't care much, suddenly trembled like an electric shock.

The moment the earplugs came into your ears, from birth, the noise filled your ears all the time seemed to be closed and disappeared at the same time.

The rest is the silence I have never experienced.

It was really quiet. Fu Yaoguang couldn't adapt to it. He stretched out his hand in panic and looked for Xia Qingchen everywhere.

Xia Qingchen holds her hands and takes down an earplug.

Suddenly, the sound like a torrent poured into his ears again, making Fu Yaoguang find a sense of security.

Her face was filled with excitement, and she tried to put the earplugs back. The result was the silence that made her feel strange, surprised and scared.

After several attempts, she held Xia Qingchen's arm with great joy: "brother Xia, what is this nirvana, why is it so magical?"

Of course it's amazing.

This is a fifth order Nirvana refined from extinct materials in the mainland, and it is unique at home and abroad.

Even the distant kingdom of God may not find such a rare nirvana.

"The nirvana I made myself is useful?" Summer light dust road.

Fu Yaoguang cried with joy: "useful! Of course it works! Thank you, brother Xia. Thank you so much! You... You are my great benefactor. "

In this life, except Grandpa, Xia Qingchen is the only one who has given her warmth.

"No, it's not the first day I met you." Xia Qingchen said, "keep the nirvana. Don't lose it. I'll find someone to take care of you when I go back."

"No!" Fu Yaoguang doesn't want to leave Xia Qingchen.

She had no trust in the rest.

"Brother Xia, let me stay with you. I can help you a lot." She took off her ears, and her dim eyes seemed to be brighter.

"I can help you find the five escaped dead men, and even the golden Xuanshi."

Xia Qingchen's eyes lit up slightly.

He can contribute to the enemy's sight, but he can't detect the enemy's hearing.

If his sight sharing is combined with Fu Yaoguang's hearing, won't it play a better role?

"Are you sure? I've been bumpy and wandering all my life, and I've never been stable. " Xia Qingchen asked.

Fu Yaoguang nodded without thinking: "what's the use of having a stable body and an unstable heart?"

In that case, Xia Qingchen nodded slowly: "OK, stay with me for the time being."

Fu Yaoguang's face was filled with a trace of joy. She silently held Shura's cold hand: "Grandpa, you can rest assured."

It seemed that there was an induction. The old Shura, who died in peace, opened his eyes and finally closed slowly.

Soon.

Human alliance, logistics headquarters camp.

Xia Qingchen returned with Fu Yaoguang. After she came down, she took off her earplugs and inquired carefully.

After a long time, he shook his head slightly: "there was no voice of the five people."

She heard the voices of eight dead men. Now she inquired nearby, but she didn't get anything.

"They should not be within two hundred miles." Two hundred Li is the limit of Fu Yaoguang's hearing.

Xia Qingchen's sight sharing limit is almost two hundred miles.

"Wait for the opportunity to look for it." Summer light dust road.

The urgent task seems to be at hand.