Wang Hao followed the old man to the independent villa. There were about ten Miao people guarding the independent villa. The old man left Wang Hao here and said earnestly to him: "The saint will lead our lineage to glory in the future. You must protect the saint."

Wang Hao had no choice but to nod.

The old man had a very unusual position among this group of Miao people. After explaining a few words to the rest, he left the place.

Wang Hao looked around and wanted to find an opportunity to enter the villa to find out, but there were crackling sounds in the villa.

Wang Hao lowered his voice and said in Miao language: "What's wrong with the saint?"

"Miao Shu, why did your voice become hoarse?" A Miao guard asked Wang Hao.

"Oh, I've been angry lately and my voice is hoarse." Wang Hao said.

"I think you are weak and not being treated with remedies. While taking strong medicine, you don't know how to control it."

"It's better that the saint is in a bad mood, so we smash things. Before, we were scolded by the saint when we went in to pack up our things. Miao Shu, you can pack up our things this time."

Because the vigilance was boring, the Miao guards next to him said nothing.

God really helps me!

"It is my honor to be able to serve the saint." Wang Hao lowered his voice even hard.

"I advise you not to think about the saint. The elders in the clan said that the saint should maintain the body of Yuanyin, otherwise it would be a blasphemy to the Miao gods."

"There are many saints who have been burned to death in the past."

After a while, Wang Hao walked into the villa.

The villa is huge and has a very luxurious decoration. There are various strange decorations hanging on the walls, unknown animal skulls, precious porcelain, and many paintings.

"Go out, who asked you to come in?" Wang Hao just walked into the villa and heard a familiar voice, and was overjoyed.

Isn’t this Tang Ya’s voice?

Before he could give Wang Hao a happy time, a porcelain came towards him. Because he was too happy, Wang Hao did not react and shouted in the face.

The Miao guards outside the villa seemed to have expected this ending, and stood outside without moving.

Hearing this scream, Tang Ya was stunned and walked towards Wang Hao. Wang Hao rubbed his forehead and said in a volume that only two people could hear, "You are going to murder your husband."

Isn’t this the person in front of me whom I was thinking about day and night? Because of extreme joy, Tang Ya almost called out Wang Hao’s name. Fortunately, Wang Hao blocked Tang Ya’s lips in time, making Tang Ya make a whimpering sound.

Wang Hao was covered with weapons all over his body.

Tang Ya was wearing a golden silk gauze skirt at this time, with black hair tied up and various decorations inserted. The golden gauze scarf stretched down from her head. Her eyes were slightly red and her bags were a little black and swollen. It seemed that Tang Ya had not been very good these days.

"They arrested me and insisted on me as a saint, saying that I have pure Miao blood in my body. Wang Hao, I just want to be with you, not as a saint." Tang Ya snuggled up against Wang Hao's chest, like a little girl who was wronged.

Wang Hao patted Tang Ya on the shoulder and said, "Well, Tang Ya, I'll take you away."

A huge bell sound came from outside, which was the early warning of the Miao people. Wang Hao knew that the Miao men and women might have woken up. Thunder took action and knocked out the guards guarding around the villa, chose a way, and ran towards the mountains and forests.

Unexpectedly, I happened to meet the old man I had before.

The old man said sternly: "Who are you?" He actually dared to kidnap the saint of our Miao people."

Tang Ya tore off the scarf on her head and threw it on the ground, and said to the old man: "I don't want to be a saint."

The old man said gently to Tang Ya: "Saint, you must have been bewitched by this person. Saint, you are carrying the mission of leading us Miao people to become the world's largest clan."

Wang Hao knew that this matter could not be good, so he instantly threw dozens of grenades at the group of Miao people.

Carrying Tang Ya on his back, he walked on the ground like thunder, rushing into the mountains and forests.

Wang Hao felt that the whole process was extremely easy.

A group of Miao people were severely injured. The old man, named Miao Que, was an extremely prestigious elder of the Miao people. He said sternly: "You must never let the saint leave this place and let them all come out."

"What if they hurt the saint?" someone asked next to him.

"Even if the saint is injured, as long as we treat it in time, no problems will occur." Miao replied.

In the gloomy mountains and forests, there are many tombs and many coffins placed horizontally outside. Suddenly, one coffin was pushed away from the inside, and a dry palm stretched out from the inside.

The same scene also appears in the tombs in the mountains and forests.

The roar of zombies spread throughout the surrounding mountains and forests, and the forest was filled with walking dead.

There was a gray fog in the distance. Although Tang Ya couldn't see clearly, Wang Hao could see clearly. There was a group of figures in the distance, but the group of figures were too weird and twisting their bodies at an inherent frequency.

"Hold my hand." Wang Hao gave Tang Ya a rifle and several grenades, and he also held a rifle tightly.

Tang Ya let out a light whisper.

A zombie crawled out from the ground and rushed towards Wang Hao. Wang Hao shot, but found that he could not kill the strange creature.
Chapter completed!