Chapter 11: It's Really You

As Wu Xian gradually ran forward, the fragrance became more and more intense, even like being under water, breathing became a little difficult, purple flowers flew all over the sky, but they did not scatter, around the house, like purple streamers, dancing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Such a beautiful scenery was like a demon's smile in Wu Xian's eyes, but under the beautiful face was a harbinger of death.

Grandma shouted as she ran to the front of the house, froze for a moment, and then ran into the room with the door open.

"Grandma, don't go in."

He didn't hear Wu Xian's words at all, he could only watch Grandma enter this place that was peaceful and beautiful before.

"Huhu" Wu Xian bent over, supported his legs with both hands, gasping for breath, and the violent running along the way coupled with the impact of the wind resistance, his physical strength was a little unable to keep up.

"Ah" A sudden burst of pain hit, and Wu Xian realized that in the process of chasing just now, his body was scratched by the branches and stones blown by the wind, his clothes were already in tatters, and his arms and face were already covered with blood.

I didn't feel it when I was running, but now when I stop, I clearly understand the feeling of severe pain.

But whether it was exhaustion or the bursts of pain coming from his body, it was difficult to hide the shocked look on Wu Xian's face.

In front of him was the village chief's house, and when he came, he still suspected that the strange events in the village had something to do with the village chief, but as he continued to investigate, Wu Xian felt that the village chief was a good person who wanted to lead them out of this closed and backward place for the villagers.

But now, he realized that the original speculation at that time was true, and the scene in front of him had confirmed that he hated why he didn't go down to look for it in the first place, but went to do all kinds of useless things.

"It's already here, why don't you come in, people have been waiting for a long time." A voice full of charm and seductive lingered in Wu Xian's ears.

His heart was agitated, Wu Xian's eyes were a little confused, and he walked forward unconsciously, and walked to the door step by step, the door was dark, like a hideous monster that devoured people patiently waiting for the arrival of its prey.

Just when he stepped into the door with one foot, "Qingxin Ji" automatically operated, full of clear and peaceful atmosphere surged into Wu Xian's mind, and in an instant Wu Xian woke up, seeing that he was about to walk in, he hurriedly retreated, and a huge vine that shot out from inside the door wrapped around his feet, pulling Wu Xian in, and then the door closed with a "Peng".

A vine full of demonic energy pulled Wu Xian into the door from outside the door and threw it fiercely.

If he lands directly this time, Wu Xian will be crippled if he doesn't die, but he is just an ordinary person, and there is no other way to solve the current predicament.

Seeing that he was about to land, he said that he was not afraid, it was all fake, and Wu Xian could only silently read in his heart: "Ladies and gentlemen, look at the pitiful little ones, just save me a little." ”

The god of expectation did not save him, but Wu Xian did not fall to the ground, but when he was about to land, a pair of strong arms hugged him, and then rolled to the ground, dodging the attacking vines.

"Village chief, don't deceive people too much, this kid also saved my life and was very good to my mother, I don't want you to hurt her."

Hearing the familiar voice, Wu Xian raised the head buried in his chest and found that it was the hunter Uncle Hammer who saved him.

"Uncle Hammer, why are you here, it's too dangerous here, Grandma ran here and disappeared, you go and find her." Although he was a little surprised that the hunter would be here, his first instinct was to tell the hunter that Grandma was gone.

Not far away, the place where the previous pavilion was completely surrounded by huge vines, covered with spikes, extremely ugly, and a rich demonic aura emanated from above, and the earth and the sky were all covered with vine tentacles, waving constantly.

Some of the vines were still wrapped around the corpses of the villagers, and the bright red blood stained the vines red, and the smell of blood mixed with the aroma was indescribably strange.

From the depths of the vines came the female voice that Wu Xian had heard before, full of temptation and extravagance.

"Hey, I can't imagine that our murderous hunter would be so emotional, is this still the person I knew at the beginning?"

Well, Wu Xian frowned, a little bit didn't understand the reason why the female voice said this, but the hunter carefully put Wu Xian down, and did not look at Wu Xian, but looked at the other side with a somewhat ugly face.

"If you hadn't tempted me and promised me that I could accomplish that, I wouldn't have been with you, a demon."

After saying this, there was no answer from the other side, but the vines crawled like snakes in all directions, and in a short time a path was vacated in the middle, a path stained red with blood.

Wu Xian also got up at this time, and solemnly watched a figure slowly come out of it.

The posture is graceful, the steps are graceful, and every move reveals an incomparable temptation, as if just such a light glance will make anyone fall for her and be willing to be captured by her.

Wu Xian glanced at it for a moment, and was instantly captured, if it weren't for the fast appearance of the cold breath in his mind this time, I'm afraid he would lick the tips of her shoes directly.

Forcibly resisting the desire to take another look, Wu Xian lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at her.

It's just that the moment just now has been imprinted in Wu Xian's eyes, and it has completely confirmed that his guess is true.

That's right, this person who is full of temptation is the village chief, Wu Xian really didn't expect her to change so much, and her gestures are not the sultry posture that Wu Xian, a virgin, can bear.

With a burst of "giggle" laughter, the village chief covered his cherry mouth and looked at the hunter in surprise: "It is said that there is cooperation only if there is interest, they are all the same kind of people, why should they be so clear, isn't it, my little handsome guy who came to the village." ”

"I'll go, who is yours, you old witch, you are still seducing others at such an old age, you are really not afraid of flashing your old waist."

As soon as the words came out, Wu Xian instantly felt that something was wrong, after going through so much, he was not stunned at the beginning, and it was impossible for him to lose his temper because of such a small provocation.

After perceiving that something was wrong, Wu Xian silently recited "Pure Heart Remember" in his heart, the source of turbidity of the pure, the foundation of the static of the moving, people can always be quiet, heaven and earth are all returned, and they can often send their desires, and the heart is quiet.

After meditating a few times, Wu Xian felt that his mind was calm and clear, and he was no longer as chaotic as before, but it was also the operation of his brain that Wu Xian slowly turned his head in front of him and looked at the hunter.

Sensing that Wu Xian was looking at him, the hunter smiled back, with bitterness in his smile, but then he became firm again, and turned his head to scold sharply: "Where did you get my mother, hurry up and send me back, otherwise I don't mind letting your previous efforts go to waste." ”

"Hahaha, Wang Hammer, give you some face, you really treat yourself as a person, if you weren't useful before, you thought I would cooperate with a dead man, and now you still want to order me, funny, funny."

Not paying attention to the hunter's hateful eyes, the village chief turned around and said softly to Wu Xian.

"Haven't you always believed that your Uncle Hammer is a kind person, that he is a filial son who can give everything for his mother, and now I tell you, no, don't be naΓ―ve, all this is just his disguise, peel off his hypocritical mask, you will find that he is actually the same as me."

"Shut up."

"Why, it's all already done, and it's not allowed to say it yet."

"It's still early, so let me tell you a story that makes you laugh."