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Ignoring Helian Ziyu, Yi Mobao walked towards the depths of the village.

He remembered his mother saying that the blood evil that could create an evil realm was extremely powerful.

When facing such an enemy, the first thing they need to do is to remain calm enough, or even find a way to integrate into this evil environment.

Because only in this way can they find the blood evil hiding in the evil territory and find a way out.

Yi Mobao observed the surroundings, trying to find the location of the blood evil.

But there was no resentment around, and he looked for a long time but found nothing.

"Ouch." At this moment, Helian Ziyu, who had been following him, accidentally walked a little faster and bumped into his back.

Yi Mobao stopped and turned to look at Helian Ziyu.

"I'm sorry! Brother Mo, you were walking too fast. I was worried that I would lose you, so I ran to catch up with you, but I accidentally bumped into you." Helian Ziyu smiled at Yi Mobao embarrassedly.

Yi Mobao's eyes showed a hint of impatience: "Don't follow me."

"But I won't follow you, I'm scared." Helian Ziyu was a little scared. Not only did he not leave, he also grabbed Yi Mobao's sleeve, "I don't want to leave Brother Mo, Brother Mo, I know you are looking for a way out, I want to go with you, I won't let you be alone."

Seeing Helian Ziyu's solemn promise, a word immediately popped up in Yi Mobao's mind.

That's a dog-skin plaster.

That’s right, the Helian Ziyu in front of him can only be described as a dog-skin plaster.

"I told you not to follow me, otherwise if anything happens, you will bear the consequences yourself." Yi Mobao said, quickening his pace.

He never thought that Helian Ziyu would catch up with him at a trot.

Walking all the way to the depths of the village, Yi Mobao discovered through observations along the way that this village was probably not the first time to have experienced war.

There were traces of vandalism everywhere in the village. Occasionally, I met one or two villagers, who were all skinny except for their big bellies. No matter if they were men, women, old people or children, they all looked like they were six or seven months pregnant, with huge bellies.

Helian Ziyu had never seen such a strange person before, and asked nervously: "Brother Mo, are they sick? Why are their stomachs so big?"

"That's not a disease, it's because you ate Guanyin soil." Yi Mobao saw the clue at a glance.

Once Guanyin soil is eaten, it is difficult to excrete from the body. It accumulates in the body over time, leading to the current situation.

The villagers were so hungry that they could hardly stand up, but they stared at Yi Mobao and Helian Ziyu with eyes that looked like they wanted to eat them alive.

"Yes, it's a two-legged sheep." At this time, a middle-aged man with almost nothing left but bones came over. His hair and beard were very sparse. He stumbled towards Yi Mobao and said, "What a tender two-legged sheep. It looks good, white and plump. If it is made into a pot of soup, it must be delicious. It's not like those bad two-legged sheep, which are all skinny and only have a layer of skin when you chew them."

At this moment, Yi Mobao could clearly feel that the way this man looked at him was not like he was looking at a human.

In this man's eyes, he was food.

No, it should be said that not only in the eyes of this man, but also in the eyes of other villagers around him, he is food.

"Brother Mo, what should we do? The villagers are gathering here." Helian Ziyu hid behind Yi Mobao in fear, but found that they had been surrounded by the villagers.

Yi Mobao had no time to pay attention to Helian Ziyu, but was observing the situation of the surrounding villagers.

These villagers were all very weak, and even though most of them were adults, they were no match for him.

But if he hurt these villagers now, he might not be able to find the owner of the evil realm smoothly.

"Catch them, take them to the big pot at the entrance of the village, and put them together with the other two-legged sheep." One of the villagers had a strong desire in his eyes. He attacked from behind and grabbed Helian Ziyu's sleeve.

Helian Ziyu almost jumped up and shook off the villager with all his strength, his voice already tinged with tears: "Brother Mo, please save me! I am not a two-legged sheep, I don't want to be eaten!"

"There are so many of them. You can't beat them, and neither can I. We can only obey them and let them eat us." Yi Mobao let the villagers rush up and tie him up, and continued, "Don't worry. I heard that people don't torture two-legged sheep when they eat them. They usually stab them to death with a knife. We can both die quickly."

Helian Ziyu was frightened, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

Yi Mobao retracted his gaze and let the villagers pull the ropes on them, pulling them all the way towards the village entrance.

Back mountain, dragon vein.

It was dawn, and the sky was turning pale as a fish belly.

Yi Qianhuan's phoenix eyes were filled with bloodshot, and he was holding a palm-sized Bagua plate in his hand.

The Bagua pattern on the Bagua plate is constantly changing, helping Yi Qianhuan to carefully identify the surrounding situation.

It will be dawn soon, and the evil spirit of Xuesha will be suppressed. She must find out whether Mobao’s disappearance is related to Xuesha before dawn.

Yi Mobao's handsome little face appeared in front of him, and Yi Qianhuan felt a little anxious. He accidentally stepped on a protruding rock.

The road beneath his feet was not smooth to begin with, and Yi Qianhuan was about to fall.

At this moment, an arm came across and hugged her slender and soft waist.

The moment the man's broad and powerful hands pressed on Yi Qianhuan's waist, the scorching heat was clearly transmitted through her dress to her skin, like a brand.

A familiar feeling came over Yi Qianhuan, instantly reminding him of that night five years ago.

That night, she was tortured so badly that she wanted to escape.

But every time she moved, there was a pair of hands holding her, leaving her no chance to hide or escape.

"Sir Governor, there should not be physical contact between men and women. Please let me go." Yi Qianhuan had a cold expression. After he stood firm, he immediately pushed Ji Chilian away.

Ji Chilian put one hand behind his back, with a faint smile on his handsome face, "I don't want to see you get hurt, which will cause you to be unable to deal with the blood evil. Madam, if you had dealt with the blood evil last night, Yi Mobao would not be involved in danger today."

Yi Qianhuan smiled coldly and asked, "My son was involved in danger. What does it have to do with Dugong?"

"The Blood Evil is not only threatening your son, but also this governor's son." Ji Chilian looked at Yi Qianhuan meaningfully.

"What do you mean, Governor?" The veins on Yi Qianhuan's forehead jumped and he stared at Ji Chilian.

She and Ji Chilian knew very well what happened five years ago, but neither of them wanted to bring the matter to the public.

And what Ji Chilian said just now made Yi Qianhuan feel that there was something else behind what this man said.

She would never allow him to touch her son.

"Everyone knows that Shen Yubao is my son. He is still being entangled by the blood demon, so I am naturally concerned about him." Ji Chilian's smile deepened a little, and he took a step closer to Yi Qianhuan. "Otherwise, what does the wife of the prince think, what does my son mean?"