Chapter 87
Hearing the shout, the village chief ran out in big strides, and at a glance, he saw a giant black eagle flying down from the sky with its wings spread. With its claws stretched out, it grabbed a panicked and fleeing villager and rushed to the sky.

"Ah, help, help!"

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and everyone looked up at the black spot in the distance, with miserable cries echoing in their ears.

Han Yixiao kicked his legs and left quickly.

Several figures swished into the sky.

The villagers were all dumbfounded, and turned to look at the village chief who was equally astonished, "Village chief, this group of people can fly!"

The village head turned to look at Qiao Zixi and Tian Yuanyuan who were standing still, his eyes seemed to say, why don't you two fly?

Tian Yuanyuan couldn't laugh or cry.

Han Yixiao kept chasing the giant eagle, and saw it flying towards the edge of the cliff, and when it flew under the thick fog, it stopped suddenly.

"Ah!" The villager who was caught by the claws of the giant eagle had long been frightened and fainted, and was suddenly hit by something heavily. When he woke up, he suddenly saw densely packed hanging coffins, and he turned tremblingly. When I first looked at it, I found myself lying on a hanging coffin, next to the cliff, I screamed out in fright, and passed out again.

The giant eagle that was flying in the air saw that the person it was grabbing woke up, its eagle eyes lit up, and the next moment, seeing him helplessly, it fainted again, it tilted its head, doubtful in its eagle eyes, and then stretched out its claws Poked people and poked them again.

The poor villagers wandered between being woken up by playing repeatedly and fainted by fright. They were not afraid after being dizzy and fainted. Finally, they dared to look at the giant eagle.

Standing in the air, Han Yixiao thoughtfully watched every move of the giant eagle. Finally, when he saw the giant eagle pointing at the place where the hanging coffin was next to the cliff with its paws and kept pushing the villagers inside, he Looking at the densely packed hanging coffins on the wall, he seemed to understand something.

"What is that idiot doing?" Lin Jun leaned over and asked quietly.

A few people were confused, the giant sculpture grabbed him, maybe it was treating him as a toy, poking, pinching, patting over and over again.
Han Yixiao looked at it quietly for a while, and then said: "It should be that there is something wrong with the hanging coffin, and I want him to find someone to fix it."

"What? Repair the hanging coffin?" Jian Cheng'an seemed to have heard something from the Arabian Nights, "Could it be that someone lying in that hanging coffin is a giant sculpture?"

Everyone had question marks on their faces. Seeing that the villager was not safe for the time being, Qiao Ziyi was worried about Qiao Zixi, so he took a step back to the village.

When the giant eagle saw Qiao Ziyi leaving, it hurriedly turned its head to look at the villagers, who nodded in an instant understanding.

So, Han Yixiao and the others saw that the giant eagle glanced at them, then stretched out its claws and threw them away.

"Throw it away?" Lin Jun looked at the villagers who were falling rapidly and screaming, with a confused look on his face again.

"It's so despicable!" Jian Chengan said with anger.

While throwing out the vines, Huo Huai and Han Yixiao swooped down to rescue the villagers who were stunned again.

Huo Yao, Chen Yang, Sun Bingsheng and others saw that there was no use for them, so they turned and went back to the village.

The village chief and a group of villagers, who were waiting to see through their eyes, were surprised when they saw Qiao Ziyi flying back. After waiting for a while, they saw several other people flying back one after another. The villagers who left thought that there must be a lot of bad luck.

The village chief had a mournful face and said with a sigh: "If you can't come back, let's set up a clothes grave. It's unlucky, so we won't eat."

Qiao Ziyi, Lin Jun and the others looked at the village chief with twitching faces. Yu Zhiming was about to tell the village chief that the man was fine, but he was just lost. Before he could speak, he heard a villager shout:

"Village chief, look quickly, the corpse is back, and it's time to eat."

(End of this chapter)

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