And those villagers, who don't know why, also suddenly appeared.

They looked around the babyface, looking at the green liquid stupidly, and some even carried a bucket in their hands to hold the liquid.

Sikong Wu Yuan and Yuan He He looked surprised.

"See? These villagers are indeed not ordinary people, and they don't know what to do with the green liquid, speaking of which, this baby-faced is quite pitiful, and it is regarded as a spring like this."

Sikong Wu Yuan suddenly remembered an ancient legend, and his head grew in an instant.

"Could it be this? The legend in that book?" Before Yuan He could answer, he heard Babyface suddenly pointing at their enchantment and muttering, "Twelve hearts, recitation of scriptures."

Immediately afterward, a golden-colored point of light floated above the barrier where the two people were, and this golden point of light seemed to be attracted by something, and directly concave into the enchantment.

However, after a while, the golden light disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, what is strange is that the liquid in the doll's body has stopped flowing, and even all the wounds that appeared just now have recovered as before.

The only difference was that her face was completely bloodless, like a corpse that had long since died.

What's going on?

Sikong Wu Yuan and Yuan He He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, feeling confused.

Then they noticed that the villagers were starting to gather and walk towards them.

They each had hammerheads, shovels, and axes in their hands and slammed them towards the barrier.

Although the two of them knew that the enchantment could block spiritual power, they didn't know if they could block ordinary attacks and how long they could support it, so they couldn't help but chuckle in their hearts.

They gathered together and told each other in their hearts, "If this villager breaks the barrier, we will directly release our spiritual power, shake them away in an instant, and then run to safety."

The two men agreed, but the next thing they saw was that even though the weapons had hit the barrier, the barrier was still very strong.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt that they couldn't laugh or cry.

They didn't expect this barrier to be so strong, even after His Highness the Savior fell unconscious, it was still powerful.

Now it's okay, when the other party is tired and lying down, they can be carefree.

It's just that they really hope that these people don't point the finger at His Highness the Savior, who is still fainting to the ground after all.

However, as if he knew what the two of them were thinking, the other party aimed his weapons at Jiang Ming one after another, and walked towards Jiang Ming step by step.

When Sikong Wu Yuan saw it, he couldn't help but be frightened, and scolded angrily at those villagers.

"You villagers, come and beat us, what kind of ability is it to deal with a faint person? What an incompetent bunch of people!"

"What are you capable of but scaring us with those weapons? If you have the ability, you can break the barrier!"

"Laughing to death, so many people, so many weapons, not even a single enchantment can be helped."

Yuan He also shouted.

"You can't beat me as a child, I really don't have any ability at all, it's really inferior."

"You'd better drink the northwest wind, it's not your turn to eat."

"Tut-tut, what a bunch of cowards who will only bully a comatose person."

……

They hurled all kinds of insults and insults, but no matter what, the villagers did not seem to hear them at all, and they did not even slow down or slow down their steps, and walked with expressionless faces.

This made Sikong Wu Yuan and Yuan He He want to cry.

What the hell is going on with these villagers? Why aren't you provoked by their agitation methods at all? Didn't even react.

Are they really human beings? Or is it just a bunch of puppets?

Thinking of the previous scene, Sikong Wu Yuan guessed.

"I think these villagers are just puppets, Motogaga, let's look for them and see if there are any residents who should have been killed by the flood before, such as

If anything, it would be a puppet."

"Sikong Wu Yuan, you're still smarter."

Yuan He gave him a thumbs up and looked closely, but the villagers turned their backs to them, not giving them a chance to investigate their identities at all.

Motoga felt his head grow bigger.

"What do you think of this? We're all facing away from them."

"What about your spells? Can't you see it?"

Sikong Wu Yuan's head was full of question marks, and he felt that Yuan He really regarded himself as an ordinary child.

Do you still need to face each other to recognize each other?

Yuan He coughed and said, "I have practiced similar techniques before, but I didn't practice it because I was troublesome, who knew that it would be able to be used in such an occasion?"

"Come on, I'll come and see."

Sikong Wu Yuan closed his eyes and began to observe the villagers.

He suddenly exuded a scent of bamboo.

Then, he opened his eyes and rejected it helplessly.

"There's no way, I didn't find out that there were those who drowned before, it's weird."

"Forget it, you better stop looking, come and take a look at this."

Yuan He He suddenly tugged at Sikong Wu Yuan's sleeve and pointed to a place in front of him.

Where are all villagers, Sikong Wu Yuan feels inexplicable.

"Motogaga, what are you asking me to see? Aren't we looking at the villagers? What happened to those villagers?"

Then, he took a closer look.

He found that the villagers seemed to have these bruises on their bodies, and the bruises were large and small, and even the color was different.

It was the first time they had seen it, and the bruises were colored other than cyan and purple.

The two of them couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and said with some surprise, "Are these really bruises? It feels like something else, and when the time comes, we've been violated by these things, and now it's a real problem."

But then, they didn't think much about it.

The large army of those villagers had already arrived in front of Jiang Ming, raised the weapons in their hands, and slashed directly at Jiang Ming.

At that moment, Sikong Wu Yuan and Yuan He He closed their eyes, helpless in their hearts.

They have no way to break the enchantment, let alone save Jiang Ming, now. can only watch the other party die like this.

They were sad in their hearts, but they didn't dare to open their eyes anymore, but they also knew that they still had to watch.

As they opened their eyes, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

Jiang Ming's body disappeared, and those weapons were stuck straight to the ground.

The two of them were momentarily stunned.

What about His Highness the Savior? People just disappear?

But then, they were pleasantly surprised.

His Highness the Savior has woken up, and that was just a trick.

Jiang Ming stood upright behind the villagers, and the villagers couldn't help but be afraid, and they wanted to pull out their weapons in their hands.

However, this has already been manipulated by him.

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