Cultivation waste material: Where is my sister's golden finger!

Chapter 82 The Trip to Panlong Mountain (4)

Nangong Yun and the others were arranged in a farmhouse in the farthest center of the village.The farmhouse was not as dusty as they imagined, but was exceptionally clean and tidy.The quilt cover that was folded on the bed still had a smell of cleanness after being exposed to the sun.

Nangong Yun pulled out the stool under the table, took out tea from the space, and offered a cup to everyone.

"Master, something bad must have happened here." Nangong Yun said.

Immortal cultivators already have excellent five senses. As soon as they entered the village, they could smell the smell of blood all over the village, lingering in the air.There are also some uncomfortable things in it.

"En." Remnant picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. "We have to be careful on this trip." Although the young man said that it would do no harm to them, who could know the truth of what they said?

"Wait for me and you to stay with me for the first half of the night, and Qi Zichen and Qian Ji for the rest of the night." Remnant Hen said.She didn't know whether it was good or bad for her to agree to stay. If she could successfully solve the village's problems, it would be a good story in the future.But if it fails...

Do not!Do not! !They did not fail this time!

Nangong Yun didn't know what was going on in Remnant Hen's heart at this moment.She really felt that this matter would definitely be difficult to deal with, but when the treatment of the protagonist she had thought of before came, she just didn't know if a group of four people could stand it.

Once again, Nangong Yun was tortured to cry by herself.

Damn it, she didn't want to come here for something, and she didn't want to bury her golden finger somewhere!
Little by little, the black engulfed the distant sky, and night fell.

Those creatures who only dared to travel in the dark opened their minions at this time.

The young village head walked to the door of the four of them. Before he raised his hand to knock on the door, a voice came from inside the door: "Village head, don't knock on the door, just push the door and come in."

The young village chief opened the door and came in. Nangong Yun and the others looked at him with wide eyes, waiting for his next words.

"Fairy elders, the ceremony is about to begin. Our vitality and flesh are almost absorbed, and this time it really depends on the four elders." After speaking, the young village chief gave a big gift to the four of them.Qianji quickly helped the young village head up.

"We will do our best." Qianji said.He can't give his very promise, whether it can be achieved, at this time he really can't give a promise.

"Furthermore, I would like to thank all the elders first." The young village head did not force them to make certain promises, there was only a glimmer of hope, and for the villagers who had been tortured for a long time, it was the hope of life.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang!" A quaint bell sounded from afar, and the young village head's face changed suddenly when he heard the bell.He suddenly hugged his head and squatted on the ground in pain, making a hissing sound, which didn't sound like a human could make at all.

"Village chief, are you okay?" Nangong Yun wanted to squat down and pull the village chief up, but Qi Zichen stopped her.Nangong Yun turned her head and gave him a bad look, but Qi Zichen didn't let go, and said flatly, "Wait a minute."

Before he finished speaking, the young village head who had been squatting on the ground with his head in his arms had already got up, and his eyes lost their luster, like a marionette on a string.He muttered blankly: "Go...go...go..." as if he had lost his soul.

"Follow." Qianji took the lead to follow up, and walked out of this room.Qianji immediately felt the loss of vitality in the village, and the skin on the back of the neck of the village chief who was walking in front was split, but there was no blood flowing from the flesh and blood under the skin.

And this array is evil—the vitality array.

(End of this chapter)