Dao Qing and the others who were hiding nearby turned pale.
If they wanted to destroy this small village, it would only be a matter of waving their hands.
Seeing that they had already made a move on Ye Wudao, Dao Qing and others immediately became murderous.
At this moment, Ye Wudao's voice came from the communication token.
"You don't need to do anything. Don't underestimate Wang Yaocheng's methods. Our identities need to be disguised, and we need an excuse to sneak into Wang Yao City openly."
That's right, Ye Wudao's patience has a purpose. He can actually wait for the Feng Daoist to come, and then grab him directly, and then interrogate some useful information.
But if he did this, he felt that it would be counterproductive. He needed an identity as a disguise to break into Wangyao city.
If you don't do this, sooner or later a powerful monster will find them. Even if they are very strong, they can hide their aura and cultivation, but no matter how hidden they are, in the eyes of the stronger than them, they still have nothing to do. How useful.
Dao Qing and others obeyed Ye Wudao's order and did not stop them.
At the gate of the village, the villagers were extremely worried about Ye Wudao's situation. Ye Wudao had experience and successfully faked his injuries, making him look like he was dying.
Not everyone is as indifferent and ruthless as that big man. The villagers are still kind and flesh and blood.
However, the big man didn't ask everyone to lend a helping hand, but spoke indifferently.
"If it's a cultivator, he won't die so easily, and if it's a cultivator, with our ability, there's no way to save him. We all want some elixir or something, so let him hang out here until Taoist Feng comes. .�
The villagers looked at each other in blank dismay and had no choice but to obey the order.
...
In the middle of the night, the village is still lit with lights, and the forest outside is dark, making this place look like a lighthouse in the dark deep sea.
At the gate of the village, the villagers prayed to the sky, hoping for good luck.
Hoo hoo!
A gust of wind suddenly blew up, and a shadow under the night suddenly appeared in front of the villagers.
In an instant, the village became quiet, with the sound of falling needles, and only the sound of howling wind, which was gloomy and chilly.
The shadow slowly changed into a Taoist priest in blue robe. He had a white beard and deep wrinkles on his face, but his dark eyes were piercing.
The next moment, the villagers all bowed down.
Frightened voices sounded one after another.
"Meet Taoist Feng."
Daoist Feng glanced at Ye Wudao hanging on the wooden pillar, squinted his eyes, and asked lightly, "Where did this person come from?"
The big man who ordered Ye Wudao to be tied up hurriedly said, "Immortal, he came from outside the village, and he was dying after he came here."
Taoist Feng looked at Ye Wudao with strange eyes.
You must know that there are many big monsters nearby, and there are wounded cultivators, but it is difficult to escape from those big monsters.
Of course, luck is not ruled out, some cultivators have gone through some battles and escaped to this point.
After thinking for a moment, he temporarily put aside Ye Wudao's affairs and spoke coldly to the villagers.
"The Shangzong allowed you to live because the Shangzong sympathized with you, but the village in front of you didn't know what is good and evil, and sent people out to cultivate immortals?"
The villagers trembled.
Taoist Feng snorted coldly, and said indifferently, "This time, as in previous years, some people will be sacrificed, but the number will be more, twenty."
twenty?
The entire village only has a hundred people, if you want to go to twenty...
Immediately, the villagers wept in a low voice, but they did not dare to raise any objections. Obviously, there were lessons learned from the past. Those villagers who resisted had already been killed.
"When you're ready, just go to the old place and just throw people into the river."
Taoist Feng didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, he grabbed Ye Wudao across the air with his palm, grabbed Ye Wudao into his hands, and then whispered softly. JrNovels.com