The figure of the old woman slowly faded out of everyone's sight, although everyone was still unable to move, but inexplicably felt that the tense atmosphere around them eased at this time.

Huang Qifeng's position happened to be visible, and the candle that fell on the ground "There is only one section left, it seems that we are about to get out of trouble." ”

Fei He shouted, "How is that woman? The woman was the only one who had ever encountered the strange candle, and he was worried that the mysterious power on the candle would cause unpredictable changes to it! Now I can only hope that if the candle is extinguished as Jiang Lai said, people will live!

"She seems to have just fallen asleep, so she should be fine." Lin Ling's body has the aura of a living person, and his chest rises and falls in a balanced manner. It seems that the proportions are more normal when the time comes!

When everyone was still trapped in the village, a few Qi Condensing Monks came outside, dressed simply, and they shouldn't be members of a big family. A group of four people, all wearing narrow knives at their waists, covered their original appearance with the blood of some creature on their faces. Even their steps were progressive, cautiously marching towards the village.

··· Inside the village, another of Fei He's companions asked again, "Have you noticed that these figures seem to be looking for something?" Just now, the peasant woman there was obviously going to take away the crockpot under the eaves to receive water, but now it seems that something is wrong with her! ”

The figure wandering around the person who had just spoken was the peasant woman he was talking about. She kept surrounding the man, as if she had found what she was looking for in him, and tried to reach for it, but each time she came empty-handed! Because she couldn't touch anyone who wasn't in the same space as her. After a long time to no avail, she began to howl dryly, as if this crockpot was important to her.

Everyone turned their backs to him and heard a woman's cry, but the only one of them had fallen, not knowing whether she was alive or dead. So whose voice is it?

"No, no, we seem to be doing something we shouldn't have done. You may not be able to wait for the candle to go out. These figures don't seem to be the same as they were just now! He looked at the dozen or so villagers, and he seemed to have guessed the strange behavior of these figure villagers. Figures were coming to them one after another. Something seemed to attract them to their position, and their eyes began to glow with a purple glow like the old woman just now, like the legendary apostle from hell.

"What do you mean? Don't be surprised, what exactly do you see? Isn't it possible to get out of trouble by waiting for the candle to go out? The cowardly monk roared again. He had already broken through a Dao heart as a monk by this series of events, and he would probably stop here in the future.

Everyone has completely given up talking to a person who has lost their minds: "What happened to those figures?" Is she coming to us, and the peasant woman hasn't found the crockpot? When Wang Jiang heard his words, he immediately remembered the thatched hut he had passed, and the crockpot under the eaves had been taken away by one of them.

Since they broke the formation and entered the village, they have been searching for everything they can take here, if those villagers are not really dead, the overlap of space makes them return here, and they will definitely do what they have not done, but most of the objects here have been taken by them, then they must be the primary target of these shadow villagers with these strange items!

Although Huang Qifeng and Jin Qianbao wanted to know what was going on, even if they knew, they were just waiting in place. It's better to say less useless words, not to waste their time, and hope that Jiang Lai and Fei He can think of a way to lead them out of this weird village!

Zhang Chong was slowly submerged in the figure. Everyone turned their backs to him and didn't know what situation he was facing, and it was estimated that his life was in danger!

Wang Jiang guessed that most of the people had been killed, and his brain was working rapidly, hoping to come up with some countermeasures! It's likely that these figures are here for the things that were lost. But the man put what he got into a storage bag, so it was impossible for the figures to find what they were looking for. Although I can't move my body, I can mobilize the bag in the storage ring to come out. But the rest of them didn't have a high-level storage ring like Wang Jiang, did they all have to die here?

Fei He also began to be a little unable to control his emotions, "Jianglai Daoyou, what else have you discovered?" If we don't think about it, we may have to die at the hands of these figures like that Zhang Chong! Huang Qifeng, let's see how many candles are left? ”

No one wants to die, whether it is Zhang Chong just now or Fei He and Wang Jiang now. Even the cowardly monk of the foundation only showed a person's normal fear in the face of death.

"We took their stuff, and now these people are coming! I think if we can't get our freedom back yet, we might have to..." Wang Jiang had already felt the biting cold from behind him at this time, and the old peasant figure had already come behind him, and kept groping his waist with his hand, and then moved up little by little.

Jin Qianbao saw the figure behind Wang Jiang, his eyes widened like a lantern, and he desperately reminded Wang Jiang.

"Also... No... It's almost over, and the strange state of these figures seems to be frantically consuming the power of candles! We are saved! "The fierce burning of the candle brought hope to everyone. Fei He's nervous face also eased.

The figures surrounded Wang Jiang at this time, and he finally knew why Zhang Chong stopped in the middle of speaking, it was too cold, and every figure was like a 10,000-year-old Xuanbing! A dozen of them gathered together, and a few breaths could freeze him to death!

At the moment of crisis, Wang Jiang mobilized the bag in the storage ring, and unsurprisingly fell to the ground, and the portrait inside slipped out. The shadow villagers retreated at this time, covering their heads with their hands, standing on one foot, and waving at the portrait of the bag!

Jin Qianbao looked at the strange behavior of the shadow villagers in front of him, his face was full of incredulity, he thought that Jiang Lai would die at the hands of these shadow villagers like that Zhang Chong, and then it would be his turn. I didn't expect that thing to fall out of the way actually brought such a big change to this figure, and now everyone may be saved!

"How many more?" Jin Qianbao asked

"Wait a minute, it's coming, wait a minute" At this time, the figure withdrew one of the movements, bent down and carefully put the portrait into the bag, and put it away.

The figures did not stop, and crossed Wang Jiang to Jin Qianbao, ready to do the same to him as Wang Jiang had just done.

"Haven't they been extinguished yet? Grandpa, I'm going to die! Jin Qianbao shouted loudly, and Fei He, who was not far away, was also secretly sad, thinking that Wang Jiang had died, and now it was his turn to be his good brother, was it himself next?

"Right now, wait, it's coming, 3.2.1. is out!" Huang Qifeng's eyes didn't dare to leave the candle for a moment, and the shouts of the crowd made him very nervous.