Seeing that the enchanting woman disappeared, Fan Yi's heart was still hanging.

Since the demon said that he couldn't escape.

Could it be that the woman will appear again?

Fan Yi muttered in his heart.

He took out his torch and lit it, and walked in the direction of the village.

The power of the enchanting woman's palm should not be underestimated, it was almost a little bit, and she wanted to shake the qi in Fan Yi's dantian to stagnation.

He is a real martial arts master, and if he can inflict such an injury on him, the strength of the demon is no longer in the Seven Realms.

Fortunately, thanks to the Heavenly Spirit Seal, not only did he drag the woman and seriously injure her, but he also spied on the woman's grave to defeat her.

On the way back, the Heavenly Spirit Seal said:

"This demon has survived in the world for a long time, if it weren't for the fact that this time it was a wisp of split soul, I'm afraid that you and I would really have to explain here today."

Fan Yi hurriedly asked:

"I've destroyed her bones, can't this kill her?"

天灵印 says:

"A demon who has cultivated to perfection has more than one skeleton, and if the demon clan wants to cultivate intensively, it must occupy the human race's physique."

"The Great Demon has been practicing for hundreds of years, if he can't break through the shackles, he will go to find other human physiques, but it is more or less related to the original decaying body, and it is also because of this that we have a chance to succeed."

"We have to get out of here as soon as possible, I can be sure of one thing now, this forbidden place is the third case, the real body of the enchanted woman may not be here, but how many bodies are there for her to bury here? But it's hard to say. ”

At this moment, Fan Yi finally understood how difficult this demon clan was.

It's simply an inexhaustible existence.

After a long time, Fan Yi returned to the village.

Seeing the silence all around, it seemed that the previous battle with the demon had nothing to do with the people in the earthen house.

Fan Yi went back to the earthen house where he lived before, and then sat down cross-legged, took out a few spirit crystals from the square tiger brand and began to devour them.

Gradually, the cyclone in his body, which had been slow-moving, became faster again.

Fan Yi let out a long breath, really afraid that this cyclone would collapse again and cause it to fall.

It took a lot of time to recover from his injuries, but fortunately, the demon did not appear, which also made Fan Yi feel a lot more relieved.

He came to the window again to look around, and saw that there was no change in the village, but the mood to leave here was even more urgent.

A few hours passed.

Looking at the horizon, it is gradually turning white, which means that the sun is about to rise.

And yet at this very moment.

Figures kept coming out of the walls of the village's earthen houses.

For every earthen house, there are as many as four or five people who look exactly the same.

Fan Yi was shocked and said secretly:

"The natives have reappeared! Who's in control of everything here? ”

At this time.

The "natives" kept walking towards the village gate, and at last the village became empty.

In a short time, the sun had completely risen from the top of the mountain.

Inside the village, there was the sound of the wooden door being pushed open.

The whole village is alive again.

The children were the first to run out of the mud huts, and in a short time the whole village was filled with laughter and laughter.

Fan Yi listened, but his mood was extremely heavy.

If everyone here is kept in captivity by that big demon, how sad it is.

At this time, the sound of footsteps gradually approached, and Fan Yi guessed that it should be the white-haired old man who came to find him.

Fan Yi walked to the door first and then directly pushed the wooden door open.

Sure enough, he saw the white-haired old man standing in the doorway, looking at him with a loving face.

The white-haired old man greeted him. Said:

"You're up too."

Fan Yi nodded, but inadvertently looked at the lower corner of the old man's eye sockets, which had a thick dark cyan.

The old man didn't notice the strange look in Fan Yi's eyes, but smiled again:

"I've been to see the bucket, and this time the sun rises much earlier than the previous ones, just as everyone is waking up and it's dawning."

"Seeing that you are in good spirits, you should have slept well last night."

Fan Yi smiled and nodded.

Then the old and the young walked out of the village and walked around the outskirts of the village.

Fan Yi thought about it and felt that he should talk to the old man about some strange things that happened last night.

Fan Yi considered his tone and said:

"Grandpa, the sun went down after everyone went to sleep yesterday."

"I didn't feel sleepy, I kept looking out the window, and I noticed that many figures had come in from outside the village when it was dark."

"They looked like everyone else, and eventually they got through the walls and into the mud house."

"It wasn't until the eve of sunrise that I left the village again."

The white-haired old man only frowned when he heard this.

And what he said next made Fan Yi a little uncomfortable.

Old man says:

"All you see are "natives", they look the same as us, but they are actually our souls. ”

Fan Yi was stunned and waited quietly for the old man to continue.

"Originally, I deliberately didn't make it clear, because I was afraid that the villagers here would be afraid, but in fact, the "Turen" returned to the village and the "Turen" left, and I could see it every time. ”

The white-haired old man's face showed a calm expression after getting used to it.

He continued:

"I saw you fighting with that demon last night, but I don't know how to do magic, so I can't do anything."

Fan Yi was so frightened that he could only force himself to calm down.

He should have thought that since the old man was able to tell the matter of the "native people", there must be more unknown secrets known to the old man, but he just didn't say it.

The two walked around the village.

The white-haired old man suddenly stopped and said with a serious expression:

"Get out of here, go all the way east, there's a stone bridge over there. You should be able to get out of it if you have a magic amulet. ”

Hear the words.

The expression on Fan Yi's face was even more stunned when he looked at the old man.

The old man smiled and continued:

"You don't have to look at me like that, you shouldn't be here."

Fan Yi stared at the old man's eyes and asked:

"Actually, you already know that I am not the Xiaoyi in your mouth."

The old man nodded and explained:

"The old and young people in the village mistook you for a spell used by a demon."

"She has the means to forcibly bewitch our hearts."

"After seeing you yesterday, it took me a long time to dispel that bewitching spell from my heart, and it was all because of a magic weapon given by an old man."

"It's just that the people in the village are confused, and I'm already old, and although I know the secrets of this place, I can't do anything about it."

As he spoke, the old man groped out a warm jade plate engraved with the word "Tongming" from his pocket.

The jade plaque is extremely simple, but it is also sacred and clean.

Fan Yi looked at such a jade plate, and his heart was already churning.

Not to mention anything else, the old man's state of mind is also unacceptable to him for a while.

What was that like?

What a torture it must have been to see the villagers in dire straits, and unable to do anything about it.