Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 146 Female Cultivator of Hehuan Sect (52)

Ruan Ruan followed them, watching each of them look wary, and slowly moved forward.

At the end of the peach forest is a stone-tiled red wall. Behind the house is a mountain, and a winding stream flows down the terrain, passing almost every house.

The door was closed, and the rough wooden door was bolted shut.

Yun Mian summoned his natal sword and clenched the hilt with his five fingers, in a posture ready to attack.She stepped forward to knock on the door and looked through the gap between the doors.

A suppressed cough came from through the door, as if it was about to cough up the lungs, mixed with some kind of hoarse echo, very much like an old person.

The gap in the middle of the wooden door was very small, and she could only see a small piece of shriveled and wrinkled skin.

The strange thing was that the people inside the door moved very quickly. The door was opened, and a villager wearing coarse linen clothes stood up straight. He glanced at the people standing outside the door and said, "Come in."

His voice was unusually old, and the skin on his face hung loosely and was covered with twisted wrinkles. The exposed skin on his neck and limbs were also wrinkled, but he didn't look like an old man at all.

His tied up hair was dark, but looked a little rough.

Their eyes were also clear, not muddy at all. At this moment, their eyes fell on them, and they saw that they were wearing disciple robes that looked like those who were cultivating immortals.

There was no surprise in his eyes, only some helplessness.

Yun Mian glanced past him at the courtyard inside, and the disciples behind her also looked over. More than a dozen people were sitting together under the leafy old tree, with varying degrees of age on their bodies, and some even had death in their eyes. gas.

She made a magic spell, closed her eyes and wiped it in front of her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, the world in front of her became black and white.

Wisps of vitality escaped from their bodies and were pulled together, with their destinations unknown.

She took back the hand that was holding the seal and took the initiative to reveal her identity.

"We are disciples of the Tianyan Sect. We are here to resolve the matter in Taohua Village. Can you tell us what you know?"

The people under the tree did not move, and did not even turn their eyes for even a moment.

After hearing this, he sighed deeply.

“That day, fog suddenly started to appear on my way home from plowing, and then I fainted for some reason. After I woke up, I could no longer leave the village, and slowly turned into this ghostly appearance... "

He actually didn't have much hope. Last time, an immortal came in and said he was here to save them. They thought they could get out. He still clearly remembered the excitement at that time, but in the end, they could only stay here and wait for death day by day.

It seems that there are more people in the village again.

"Is everyone here?"

Faint eyes fell on him, and then swept across the courtyard. When he saw their terrifying faces, there was nothing strange about them.

He shook his head and said, "Come with me."

Then he took the lead and walked towards the house, taking long steps without any obvious weakness.

They followed him, and the door of the room was pushed open with a creak. It was dark inside, and the curtains that penetrated the light were firmly drawn.

Three figures were lying on the earthen bed. The quilt was tightly covered, with only a few gray hairs leaking out.

They took a few steps closer and heard him step forward and say a few words to the figure on the kang, and then motioned for them to step forward.

The hands under the quilt trembled and opened the barrier blocking the body, moving very slowly.

The hidden body was exposed to them.

Yun Mian's pupils shrank.

barely visible.

(End of this chapter)