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Chapter two hundred and sixteen blocking the way

The crescent moon rises eastward, and the sky gradually becomes darker, and the sky seems to have a one-dimensional blue curtain bent.

Several rural dirt roads intersect, dividing the fields here into several areas. Under the night sky, it is like the night sea in the port city, dark and calm.

I could vaguely see a few figures walking home with their labor tools. They walked together, and their behavior was casual while talking and laughing.

The group walked to the edge of the field, and someone pointed to the path leading out of the mountain and shouted: "Look! There are people there."

In the sight, two black figures, one in front and one behind, rushed towards us. The one in front was like a ghost and was floating. As the night approached, it looked a little cunning. The one behind was running around was full of dust, with a stunning momentum and awesome.

These two people are Yu Qing and Ling Jian. They followed the mountain path and chased them all the way to this place. Unexpectedly, there were villages in such a deep mountain.

Ling Jian suddenly heard the voices in front of him and was delighted. He had originally planned to go to a place with people to stir up muddy water. The more people there were, the more muddy the water he had, the greater his chance of escaping. He had seen along the path before, and found that the smoke from cooking was misty, so he ran along the path.

At this moment, I saw a figure in the distance, with a large number of people. There were sporadic lights on a slope behind. There were only a dilapidated brick house, and there were groups of houses behind it.

This is like a village.

Ling Jianke made up his mind to rush into this small mountain village and use the villagers inside to block Yu Qing who was chasing him.

Such thoughts flashed through his mind. Ling Jian used his light skills to float down the field, ran towards several figures not far away, and raised his hand to wave it, pretending to be panic and shouted: "Save... life!"

Yu Qing followed behind and heard Ling Jian’s shouting, and shouted loudly to several mountain people who gathered together and whispered: “Everyone stop him, this is a thief!”

The mountain people were a little stunned when they saw Ling Jian performing his light skills several meters, and some even trembled and murmured: "It's... ghost... I'm back..." The man next to him with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks reached out and hit the speaker's back on the back of the head after hearing this, and said: "What the hell is ghost? That's a human!"

At this moment, Ling Jian took the opportunity to pass the crowd through the ground. The speed was extremely fast. The mountain people only felt a black shadow flashing in front of him, and a gust of cold wind rushing towards him. They couldn't help but shivering. When they came to their senses, Ling Jian had already passed the crowd and kept running towards the village that was looming on the slope.

The mountain people woke up as if they were dreaming, and looked at Ling Jian's figure and cursed. Three or four of them immediately rushed to the village with hoes.

Yu Qing was about to follow him, but the five mountain people who were still there were guarding, and immediately raised their hoes to block him, with a hint of viciousness on his face.

Among the five was a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in his thirties. He stared at his eyes, as if he was about to show his majesty, and asked, "Who are you?"

Yu Qing stopped and frowned and said, "Those who pursue thieves are those who guard against them when they see bad things."

The man with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek spitted and said, "I don't understand these messy things. What thieves would run into the mountains to steal things? And who chased the thief and chased them into the mountains? You think we are stupid..."

The central man was talking, and the other four were discussing each other.
Chapter completed!
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