Chapter 820

Feng Qianwei doesn't care about what Yiya said. She was just an outsider and didn't care about what she said.

It just occurred to her that if she was picked up by a cheap master, where did she pick it up? Why did he bring her into this strange Yantan village?

The people here look strange, which makes her feel a little hairy. She sat quietly without fighting with them. For a moment, they didn't know where to start.

She was so calm that the other two felt a little terrible and wondered if she had any conspiracy.

She could see from the sedan chair that it was completely dark outside, and every family lit miserable green lights, which made the whole street gloomy.

The village was quiet. Those outsiders seemed to have disappeared. So many people came to the village, but there was no movement.

"Aren't all those people poisoned?"

Feng Qianwei couldn't help guessing. She felt that those people were just sheep in the tiger's mouth, and there was no return.

Before the sedan chair passed an abandoned house, she saw a bonfire burning in it, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark. A group of people inside, but there is a bit of popularity.

"It's the people of qingzun hall. They are cautious."

Feng Qianwei caught a glimpse of their Shaodian Lord Qingchen. He seemed to notice her eyes and looked at the sedan chair outside.

The sedan chair suddenly appeared at this time, which aroused his interest.

"Shao hall leader, it is said that there is an ancient shenmeteorite village after dujiemen. There are a large number of Shenyuan fragments, and there may be the secrets of gods. Our qingzun hall sends a large number of elite to look for it every time, but we can't find the legendary shenmeteorite village."

Qinghanling sits beside the Shaodian Lord. They have a clear goal for this trip. In addition to the fragments of Shenyuan, they also intend to find the mysterious village that only appears in the records.

Unfortunately, their predecessors failed to find it many times, which made them almost think it was just a legend.

"What do you want to say?"

Qingchen looked at her calmly and asked without delay.

"The little hall Lord should know that this village has never been found. Is it possible that it is the village we are looking for? Although the village name is different, who can know if it has another name?"

Qinghanling said excitedly, eager to show his ability.

"Yes."

Qingchen didn't look surprised when she heard the speech, but answered faintly. She thought she was smart, but he had thought of all she could think of.

He knows far more secrets than she does.

"I'll go out first and you'll rest here."

He thought she had some important clues, but the result was only the information he had known for a long time, which disappointed him. It also wasted time, so that he could only speed up his steps to catch up with the huge sedan chair.

Feng Qianwei doesn't know where their destination is. Looking at their direction, it seems that it is the ancestral temple in the village.

Now it is night, and in the darkness, there are figures shaking on the walls and the ground. However, they did not approach the sedan chair and seemed afraid of anything.

"If the destination is an ancestral temple, it should be here soon. They can't help it. My cheap master is not reliable. What should I do now?"

If Feng Qianwei wants to solve those two problems, she doesn't have to have a headache at all. The key is that if her cheap master wants her to be eliminated, she can't get rid of the other two.

They are very close to the ancestral hall, and the atmosphere in the sedan chair is becoming more and more dignified. She knew she had to do it, or she wouldn't have a chance later.