King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 68 The Devil Has Entered the Village

Han Yujue picked up a small wild flower, planted it on the ground, and bowed with palms together.

Murong Che asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm reminded of a dead man."

If this illusion hadn't awakened the tragic past that had been deliberately forgotten, she probably wouldn't think of Xiaocheng again.

Back then, Han Yujue was released by Feiying when he was on the verge of death, but Xiaocheng didn't come over and died just like that in the cage.

"Human, isn't there the Jialan magic grass that Qingyan gave you in your space? If you eat it, the illusion will not work for you."

Xiaoqi rushed forward and snatched the golden lion inner alchemy in Han Yujue's sleeve.

"You finally made a difference."

Han Yujue took out the Jialan magic grass, but there was only one.

Murong Che said indifferently: "You just need to eat, my concentration is stronger than yours, so illusions have limited influence on me."

Han Yu decided to think about where your concentration went when you kissed just now.

I chewed the Jialan Magic Grass, um, the mint flavor is pretty good.After swallowing, there was a feeling of refreshment, and the heavy feeling that had been pressed on the body just now disappeared in a flash.

"Let's go!"

Han Yujue regrouped and strode forward.

The two and one beast went deep into the hinterland, and encountered a few more monsters blocking the way, but Murong Che refused to let Han Yujue fight alone again, and solved it himself.

The black mist dissipated, and a bright light appeared ahead.

Han Yujue remembered the same scene when he fell into the illusion before, so he couldn't help holding Murong Che's arm.

"Be careful, it may be dangerous."

Murong Che smiled: "It's okay."

His voice was reassuring, but Han Yu still hesitated in his determination: "That murderous beast couldn't even kill a poisonous needle, but was killed by the people of Misty Devil Valley, which shows that they are indeed very important..."

She had previously told Murong Che about the pile of human bones and the discovery of the murderous corpse.

Murong Che raised his eyebrows: "Do you think Lan Mogu killed the murderer?"

Han Yujue was a little surprised: "Isn't it?"

Murong Che shook his head: "It's hard to say. The fierce man is not a simple character. He ranks second in the list of Chifeng assassins. Ordinary assassins are no match for him at all."

"So he is such a formidable character." Han Yujue thought, the assassin she met by chance that night was not her opponent at all, and his level of illusion could only delay the time.

It can be deduced from this that unless the evil spirit happened to meet the top master of the Lan Demon Valley at that time, or was besieged, it would be possible to be killed.

But could there be such an unfortunate coincidence?

It's not a solution to think hard here, as long as you break into the Lan Demon Valley, everything will naturally be known.

The two gradually approached the light, and finally walked out of the dark forest!

Unexpectedly, what unfolded in front of us was not the bloody, dark and sinister lair of the assassin organization as imagined.

In the depths of Lanmo Valley, which is feared by the people of Qianhe, it is just a peaceful village with smoke from the kitchen.

"Xiao Qi, I don't know what will happen next, you can get out."

Han Yujue picked up Xiao Qi who was lying on Murong Che's shoulder and put it away in his portable space.

"The real appearance of Lanmo Valley is actually like this." Han Yujue observed the simple wooden plaque hanging on the archway, and wrote "Lanmo Village" in three large characters.

"It's also a good place to hide from the world..."

Murong Che hadn't finished speaking when suddenly a figure flashed in the nearby bushes, and two poison darts shot at Han Yujue and Murong Che!

Han Yujue quickly parried away the two poison darts, swept up the air, and restrained the assassin!
"Wow - let me go!!"

Both of them were stunned, only to see that Han Yujue's arm tightly strangled her neck was an eight or nine-year-old girl.

The little girl was crying and struggling desperately.She was dressed in coarse sackcloth and wore two pigtails, but she was just a country girl you can see everywhere.

Probably because the attack was too heavy, within a few seconds, the little girl was unable to cry and was about to suffocate.

Seeing this, Han Yujue let go of her.

"No!"

Murong Che uttered a voice to stop it, but it was still too late!

Her suffocation was really faked, she had a concealed weapon in her right hand at some point, she turned around and stabbed at Han Yujue, the strike had a viciousness that didn't match her age!
Han Yujue's eyes darkened, and he slapped the hidden weapon in her hand away with a wave of his hand, and then slapped her backhand, knocking the brat into a daze.

Murong Che said coldly: "Who are you, from Lan Mo Valley?"

"I... I'm Lan Moai." As if frightened by Murong Che, Lan Moai stood dumbfounded and did not dare to move, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito. "Who are you and what are you doing here..."

Han Yujue chuckled: "We have something to do with the boss of Lan Mogu. We won't hurt you, so can you guide us?"

Lan Moai nodded in fear.

Roosters and yellow dogs ran everywhere in the village, and the smell of food was still in the air.If it wasn't for the fact that all the villagers looked at Yu Jue and Murong Che who were holding Lan Moai hostage with their strange and vicious eyes, they would almost have thought this was just an ordinary village.

"Little Miss!"

When they came to a large village, the gatekeeper looked flustered, but he didn't dare to move because Han Yujue's hand was still on Lan Mo'ai's shoulder.

Unexpectedly, Han Yujue was really lucky, and caught a noble lady with a single grab.

"Let's introduce you. After you figure out what we want to know, you will naturally let you go." Han Yujue said with a smile.

A group of strangely dressed people sat around the village, and an old man with a sallow complexion sat on the big tiger-skin seat in the middle. He was the owner of the valley, Lan Moyingzhi.

"There has been no visitor in the village for a long time..." Lan Moyingzhi said slowly. "It's fate for the two of you to be here."

"What kind of visitors are here, they are bullied, wait for me to kill them immediately!"

A dwarf less than one meter tall shouted on the left, raising the iron claw in his hand.

Clang!
Lan Mo Yingzhi shot suddenly, a golden ring flew out from his sleeve, cut off the dwarf's iron claw abruptly, and flew back into the sleeve in a whirl.

"Old man!" shrieked the dwarf. "You know how much effort it took me to cast this thing!"

"These two have extraordinary skills. If we insist on being hostile, we will both lose, which is not beautiful." Lan Mo Yingzhi didn't care about the dwarf's abuse, and glanced at Lan Moai who was standing in front of Han Yujue. "What's more, Xiao Ai is still in their hands."

Murong Che chuckled: "Yu Jue, let her go, lest others say we took a brat as a hostage."

Even if there were no hostages, he would not take these people in the village seriously.

Han Yujue let Lan Moai go as he said, and Lan Moai ran to the old man's knee crying "Grandpa".

Lan Mo Yingzhi touched his granddaughter's head: "Okay, you two are really admirable. If you want to know anything, just ask."

(End of this chapter)