Chapter 1794 (1/2)

The small village is very quiet.

Gu Qiqi, at first glance, felt that something was wrong!

Sure enough, not a few steps into the village, a strong smell of blood, fluttering on the face!

All of them looked at each other, and finally their eyes focused on Gong Jue and Wu Er, asking for the opinions of the elders.

At this time, the mood of palace Jue's eyes is more dignified than others.

Because this bloody scene hidden in civilian villages, others may not have personally experienced it, but he has actually experienced it!

The memories of Tu village more than ten years ago suddenly filled his mind, and the lingering shadow of his childhood brought to him by the count of huff was also like a maggot of tarsal bones.

However, Gong Jue is Gong Jue after all. Although this kind of dark and negative emotion can not be removed, he can still control it with strong willpower and calmly open his mouth: ”this is the only way to the deep mountain of hanbeiling mountain. Only through this village

Wu ER was completely convinced of his decision and waved: ”how can you do what the fourth master tells you to do? Let's go! It's just a small village. Can ghosts bite people? Wait, keep the little girl in the middle. ”

It's a small Witch Doctor with a conscience!

Gu Qiqi glanced at Wu Er lightly.

If you look at Gong Jue, the man still covers his head and face with a thick hood, and does not show too much attention to her words. However, the pace has slowed down, and the distance between her body and her gradually draws closer to the naked eye, guarding her side silently.

Gu Qi Qi skimmed his lips, and in his heart He pricked the palace Prince villain countless times.

Die Ao Jiao!

Die Ao Jiao, will you die if you open your mouth? Will it?

unfortunately, the palace can not hear her heart, or the man's vicissitudes and cold faces will make complaints about silk.

The crowd approached the village with a strong smell of blood.

When we got close to the first house, we were all in a daze!

On the broken wooden steps at the door of the house, a middle-aged man fell to the ground with his head down. His body was covered with blood. His stomach was cut open with a long wound, and his eyes bulged like a burst.