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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Three The Cunning Immortals Retreat from the Village

He cleaned up Li Shan's body casually, took off all his clothes and put the "painted skin" on his body.

"Painted skin" is a magic weapon with weird disadvantages. Although it can only be worn for three days, Lin Ruoxue immediately felt the benefits of this magic weapon when he put it on his body.

It was obviously a layer of skin, but he didn't feel any discomfort at all, nor did he feel stuffy and uncomfortable, as if this layer of skin was his own.

He came to the basin, and a face that looked like white paper without any facial features was reflected in the basin.

Lin Ruoxu moved slightly, and the blank face slowly squirmed, and the hair drilled out from under the skin. It seemed that bones had grown under the skin, and a pair of high cheekbones grew. Soon, the face that originally belonged to Li Shan appeared on his face.

“It’s amazing…”

Lin Ruoxu carefully compared the reflection, carefully adjusted other details, and tried to get himself closer to Li Shan.

He took out the tongue pressing object and began to adjust his accent again.

Just as he was busy with these things, a scream suddenly sounded from a distance, and the sharp scream was like a sharp blade, penetrated the locked door and penetrated into his ears.

"Did you find it?" Lin Ruoxu moved his ears, curled his lips slightly, and whispered with a chuckle.

He looked at the strange face reflected under the calm water, and when he spoke again, the voice was exactly the same as Li Shan's accent.

"Now...my name is Li Shan."

"I am a villager in Taoyuan Village."

...

Early in the morning, Mu Zhaozhong was awakened by the scream. Instinctively, a trace of ominous premonition appeared in his heart. He did not care about the fatigue of the night last night. He led the Mu family members and immediately followed the sound.

From afar, they heard the shrill cry of many people.

After passing through several alleys, they came to the place where the crying sounds came from.

This is a house, with villagers gathered at the entrance of the courtyard, and their faces were not very good-looking.

As soon as he approached the house, Mu Zhaozhong's face suddenly sank, and everyone behind him also changed slightly, and their faces became extremely ugly at the same time.

The strange immortals were already sensitive, so the moment they approached the house, they smelled a very faint smell of blood.

Could it be... the weird fairy who slaughtered the villagers took action again early this morning?

Too much!

It's simply provoking the authority of the Seventeen Family!

“Woo woo woo woo…”

The sounds and howlings came from the yard, which made people heartbroken.

Noticed that the foreigners were approaching, the villagers turned around at the same time? They all looked at these Mu Zhaozhong? There was a strong cold hostility in their eyes.

Several strong farmers walked forward and blocked the villagers? At the same time, they blocked the way of Mu Zhaozhong and others? They stared at them vigilantly without giving way to them.

"Brother..."

Mu Zhaozhong opened his mouth? Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by the strong man in charge.

The strong man in the head looked extremely ugly? His eyes were full of anger? He picked up the shoulder pole beside him and smashed it hard on Mu Zhaozhong's forehead.

Mu Zhaozhong moved his body gently and avoided the shoulder pole. He heard a "pop" sound? The shoulder pole hit the land? Lifted up a small piece of soil.

Almost at the same time, Mu Zhaozhong stepped forward and stepped on the head of the shoulder pole tightly, making the strong man in charge of pulling back the shoulder pole.

The strong man in charge of the leader tried several times and was unable to pull back the shoulder pole. He immediately shouted in a deep voice: "You group of murderous demons!"

"Since you entered the village? There has been no peace in this village!"

"Murderer! It must be among you!"

The extremely impolite tone of the strong man in the lead made the strange fairies look slightly darker, and a touch of killing intention flowed in their eyes?                                             

The strange fairy ascended the sky in one step, each of them was a lucky one. Even in Sui County, it was not like this kind of mountain villagers who shouted and scolded casually? Besides, since entering this mirage world? The horror and treacherous night has caused a strange torture to their psychology? After they met, their mentality has long become more manic and angry.

They also know that these villagers are not ordinary people, and if they slaughter the villagers here, they will undoubtedly seek death.

Although they don’t know that the assassination of the villagers killed the thief if they avoided the treacherous objects and took their lives, they had no way to avoid the treacherous objects and took their lives.

So no matter how these villagers practice themselves, in order to survive, no one will take action to vent their anger.

Only in my heart has secretly cursed the killing thief who slaughtered the villagers countless times.

"This villager, don't worry. You are angry now. Understand your mood. Let's do this. Wait until your old village chief appears, and talk to your old village chief..."

Mu Zhaozhong knew that he could not communicate with this angry man, so he launched an old village chief who could convince the public and wanted to communicate with the old village chief.

However, when the old village chief was mentioned, the faces of the villagers at the scene suddenly changed. The pair of eyes were filled with raging anger, as if they were about to burn the foreigners in front of them.

"Don't you go shit! You dare to mention the old village chief! Are you worthy?"

The man in the leader turned red and laughed furiously, pointing to the courtyard where bloody smell came from. "Do you know who lives in this courtyard?"

Mu Zhaozhong's face was stunned, and a trace of ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

"The old village chief lives inside!"

The man gritted his teeth, giggled, and said in a shocking voice: "Now the old village chief is dead!"

"What? The old village chief is dead?" Mu Zhaozhong said in surprise.

The faces of the strange immortals also trembled slightly at the same time.

There is no doubt that the old village chief is the most respected old man in this village, and everyone in the village treats him very politely.

Originally, the conflict between villagers and foreigners was as fragile as a piece of window paper.

The current murder of the old village chief is undoubtedly a complete exposing of the conflict between villagers and foreigners.

Although it would not be possible for both sides to fight, there is no doubt that this huge Taoyuan Village has no place for foreigners to stand up.

"The old village chief is charitable. He doesn't want to see you freeze to death outside when you walk out of the village, so he lets you go into the village to rest."

"But I didn't expect you to repay kindness with grudges!"

"You beasts!"

The strong man in charge cursed without hesitation.

Mu Zhaozhong's face was gloomy and he felt a little surprised.

Why didn't he expect that the killer would actually put the target on the old village chief!

Now that the old village chief dies, there seems to be only one way before them.

"Everyone!"

Mu Zhaozhong turned around, looked at the strange fairies who were gradually hearing the news, and sighed softly.

"Let's exit from the village."

"This..." Everyone looked at each other and speechless for a moment.

What died with the old village chief was the villagers’ trust in foreigners.

Mu Zhaozhong took the regrets in everyone present to his eyes.

He frowned slightly, puzzled by the behavior of killing thieves and slaughtering villagers.
Chapter completed!
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