Western Shu, Da Hidden Village. Please remember the website address:.
In the vast jungle, I saw a black cloud directly covering the jungle within a radius of hundreds of miles.
The black clouds roared and roared, but there was no other sound in this mountain ridge, as if the black clouds were devouring all the creatures in the jungle.
However, there is this pure land in the black clouds. A mountain village seems to have a mysterious power, repelling the invasion of demonic energy.
Ten figures were walking slowly in the mountain village, but the one who led the way was a dark blue figure heading in one direction.
Where is Leng Xiaoran going?
The people behind him didn't know it. Perhaps Leng Xiaoran knew a lot about it, so everyone didn't ask.
However, Leng Xiaoran did not walk far, until a village chief’s house in the middle of the mountain village. We can know that this is the village chief’s house because the gate says “Look for the village chief and come here.” A very strange sentence, but the people in the mountain village are so direct and simple.
Leng Xiaoran gently buckled the door, "Duduoduo—"[
"Come in." An old voice came from it. Then Leng Xiaoran entered the door.
"Haha--there is a guest..." The decorations in the house are very simple, everything you should have, and there is nothing you don't have. The furniture and daily necessities on the road are all simple as machines.
Everyone saw the master of the sound for the second time. They saw him squatting on the chair like a dwarf, so everyone didn't notice him for a moment.
"Are you the village chief of the big hidden village?" Feng Qi could see that the old man in front of him was not simple, and asked respectfully.
"I am, what do you want to do with the old man?" The old man had a hooked nose, a crooked neck, and a strange-looking dwarf. "The old man won't accompany you to fight and kill. If you find the wrong person for this matter, the old man would have been washing his hands for many years."
"Don't worry, no one we will look for you." Jin Qian smiled with his chest in his arms.
"What did you say? What do you mean is that I'm useless?" The old man suddenly reached the table, pointing his short arm at the golden spear, and squatting with his triangle eyes, which was extremely funny.
"Have I said it?" Jin Qian scratched his scalp and then smiled, "It seems you admit it yourself."
"Fuck." The old man immediately cursed: "I used to be a big pass knife in my hand. I used to block the gods and kill gods, and even the demons and monsters in the tombs would block me." As he said that, he pointed at a rusty big pass knife on the back of the house.
"Did you see, do you see?" The old man was a little stubborn and kept talking to the golden spear, as if he wanted to make the golden spear surrender, but the golden spear was above the sky and did not mention the old man at all.
"Boy - look for a fight-" The old man jumped off the table and ran towards the rusty Daguan knife. However, he was still tripped by a raised wooden awl.
"Swish--" A sneer came from not far away, and Ying Jianjian had already fallen to the ground and laughed loudly.
"Bastards, please see how I took you out." The old man held the Daguan knife in both hands, but he tried hard to raise the Daguan knife, even the rusty Daguan knife.
However, in the audience, Leng Xiaoran looked at the farce calmly and indifferently, but he not only did not stop him, but also looked silently.
"Tortoise Dog--" The old man spitted out his hands, rubbed it and then continued to hold the Daguan Knife, but found that he was really trying to lift the Daguan Knife.[
"Hahahaha--" Lin Er could not bear it, and fell to the ground with Ying Jianjian. "Why are you laughing at?" The old man was always embarrassed and looked at the people in front of him angrily.
Bai Ling'er frowned and looked at the people around her, with a look of vain: "Shut up."
A sudden aura flashed past Bai Ling'er's body, and everyone was stunned by her. For a moment, the smile and contemptuous expression disappeared. The old man was also stunned, looking at Bai Ling'er for some reason, for some reason, was a little scared.
Feng Ji secretly muttered: "This old man hides his weakness, but we can see how he hides it."
Bai Ling'er turned her head and glared, as if she hated everyone's actions.
Leng Xiaoran saw that everyone had dispersed the gossip, and said to the old man: "The old man who retired."
"Hmm?" The old man turned his head and looked at Leng Xiaoran, who was silent, and frowned, "What?"
"I once heard that the old man Guiyin guarded the Yuhuang Mausoleum and lived in seclusion in the big hidden village, but I didn't expect that you could still see you now." Leng Xiaoran boasted, and there was a sense of pleasure in his expression when he looked at the old man Guiyin.
"Time is like a pig's knife. You are old." Leng Xiaoran shook his head slightly.
"I..." The old man immediately sat on the ground and cried loudly, like a three-year-old child.
Everyone was surprised to see it.
"I was so arrogant and domineering back then, but things are common in the world. I could only fall into seclusion. However, hundreds of years have passed, and now I can't even lift a big pass knife..." The old man cried and beat the ground, and saw fists stamping on the stone ground one by one.
Everyone was slightly surprised, and the golden spear also punched the stone ground with one punch. "What--" suddenly screamed. The golden spear looked at its fist, and then looked at it, and there was a fist mark on the stone ground. It was just a fist mark, but the golden spear had used five levels of skill.
At this time, everyone realized that they had been fooled.
"Uh..." Ying Jianjian suddenly felt a little pain in his stomach. "Wow..." He exclaimed and found that several fist marks suddenly appeared on his stomach, and these fist marks were just like the fist marks that the old man had hammered on the ground.
Then Lin Er also tasted this taste, and a scream of "Wow wow wow--" suddenly came from the house.
"Okay—" Leng Xiaoran called out.
The old man immediately smiled and wiped away his tears, looking at Leng Xiaoran with a smile, "I don't seem to know you."
"I don't know you either." Leng Xiaoran said calmly.
"Then how do you know me?" the old man asked inexplicably.
"Why can't you know about you?" Leng Xiaoran said calmly.
"Hmm..." The old man touched his chin with one hand, touched his white beard with the other hand, and then said, "I don't know either?"
Then Leng Xiaoran sat on the chair next to the table, looked at the old man, and said, "You should know who I am."
"I don't know." The little old man seemed a little stubborn.
"Tell me what changes have happened in the Yu Emperor's Mausoleum these days." Leng Xiaoran said directly.
"Not to say it." The old man looked at Leng Xiaoran, as if he was thinking about something.
"Why?" Leng Xiaoran asked.
"What's the reason?" The little old man seemed to be treacherous.
"There is no reason." Leng Xiaoran shook his head slightly, "You should wake up too-" Leng Xiaoran slapped the old man's head gently.
"Wow—" After a scream, the old man looked at Leng Xiaoran in a daze, and then asked, "Who are you?"
"Leng Xiaoran." Leng Xiaoran looked at him coldly.
"How cold is it?" The old man was not as childish as before, but he had a very wise man.
"The eternal desolation and coldness are cold and icy." Leng Xiaoran said calmly.
"..." The little old man was stunned and then knelt down to Leng Xiaoran, "The 32nd generation village chief of the Great Hidden Village has seen the Holy Son."
The sudden change of the old man made everyone stunned, "Well. It seems that you are really awake." Leng Xiaoran smiled.
"The little old man gave a tribute before." The old man was a little frightened, but Leng Xiaoran interrupted and said, "I know, someone has tampered with it."
The little old man said, "A few days ago, a group of people were welcomed by the Da Hidden Village, but they said they were from the Holy Clan, so I asked them to go to the Yuhuang Mausoleum. However, when the old man left, they suddenly tampered with me."
"I know, it should be them. We have to worry." Leng Xiaoran said with a smile, "It seems that they want to take the lead, but they don't know if they have the ability to seal the seal again."
"What's the point of them being one step ahead of us?" Feng Qi thought for a while.
Bai Ling'er shook her head slightly and said, "They want their tribesmen to get rid of our existence. They think that only their existence is needed, they can completely overcome the catastrophe and make the tribesmen lose their dependence on the Holy Son." Bai Ling'er smiled, but she smiled bitterly and reluctantly.
"This is not very good." Leng Xiaoran suddenly said, "..." Everyone knew the following words.
Everyone's expression was a little desolate, "That's right..." Feng Qi turned around and walked out the door, wanting to get some breath, but when he saw the black black demonic energy on his head, his heart became even more angry.
"Tell me about the situation during this period." Leng Xiaoran asked.
"Yes." The old man nodded with a slight respectful expression, because from which aspect, he must be the juniors of Leng Xiaoran and others.
"Not long ago, the Yuhuang Mausoleum suddenly trembled loudly. Zhuang Xu, the hermit guarding the tomb, and I entered the Yuhuang Mausoleum together to check. Although we couldn't see any changes, we both knew that the time limit was coming." The old man said slowly, "However, in the next month, a demonic energy suddenly emerged from the Yuhuang Mausoleum, and the demonic energy increased day by day. The Yuhuang Mausoleum trembled for three days and nine days. Zhuang Xu and I were extremely frightened, but he and I had no means."
"Yeah." Leng Xiaoran nodded, "It seems that the seal will take some time to break. I wonder what will happen after they and the group of people enter?"
The old man said, "It takes too much time for Zhuang Xu to bring them into the tomb. However, the changes in the Yuhuang Mausoleum in the past two days have not changed at all." The old man retired was very worried.
"I'm afraid it's God's will... Will we meet? The Yin-Erosion Demon..." Leng Xiaoran murmured...