Horizontal pushing martial arts: starting from the red alchemy bell jar

Chapter 25 The Vitality of a Village

half an hour ago...

The side hall door slammed shut.

The villagers could only wait anxiously. Most of them were very knowledgeable, and no one dared to talk about the village elders in the hall.

After a brief commotion, the movement subsided.

In the end, not even a few words were spoken.

Chu He watched silently, and suddenly found something strange. He turned his head and scanned the surroundings, and observed the mental state of the surrounding villagers again.

So peaceful.

This is not the movement of nearly a hundred people gathering together!

After some observation, he twisted his steps and left the corner for the first time.

"Brother Li, how do you feel?"

Drowsy, Li Sihe, who was dozing by the wall, heard someone calling him familiarly, raised his drowsy head and looked at the other party.

The other party is a man of eight feet, with a fair complexion and a strong body. He has a short head of broken hair, which gives people a feeling of imposing manner.

"you are?"

Li Sihe shrank his head in fear.

In his memory, there is no record of this number of people.

"It's me, Chuhe, don't you remember me?"

Chuhe patted each other's shoulder familiarly, and said with a smile.

"Chuhe, it's you..." Li Sihe remembered the thin figure in his mind, but when he saw Chuhe in front of him again, he couldn't believe it: "I haven't seen you for more than ten days, how did you change so quickly?"

"Isn't this a breakthrough in the cultivation technique? It's normal to have some changes." Chu He explained with a smile, keeping his palm on Li Sihe's shoulder all the time, while Qi and blood penetrated into Li Sihe's body silently.

"So that's how it is..."

A trace of envy flashed in Li Sihe's eyes.

"I think you're not in good condition, do you need me to help you to rest?" Chu He's qi and blood swam around Li Sihe's body, and found that his blood qi was quietly passing away with time.

"No, no." Li Sihe waved his hands again and again, and said with a white face: "I'm not particularly uncomfortable. I can still afford to wait until the village elders finish discussing things. You don't have to worry about it."

Chu He didn't answer, a faint golden light floated in his eyes, he scanned Li Sihe's body over and over again, and finally found that his blood energy seemed to have turned into a thin and transparent silk thread, floating above his head, and the other end was facing the main hall. Blood is being pumped into it little by little.

He glanced around, and also covered his eyes with Qi and blood.

The next moment, Chuhe was stunned.

The red silk thread flying all over the sky flutters with the wind, and [-]% of the villagers have a silk thread floating above their heads. Those silk threads seem to be bridged by black hair, transporting the blood of the villagers into the earth temple.

Chuhe knew where the sculpture's deceitfulness had gone.

He tried to raise his hand to grab these weird silk threads, but the silk threads seemed to be as weird as virtual reality, and there was no way to hold them.

"Brother Li, let's talk over there."

Chuhe regained his composure, changed the subject, and led Li Sihe towards the outskirts of the Earth Temple. He wanted to take Li Sihe away from the things in the temple.

"Hey..."

Li Sihe was puzzled and didn't want to leave the place, but Chu was too strong, so he held him up lightly and ran out.

As a result, the farther away he was from the Earth Temple, the worse Li Sihe's mental state became, and his drowsiness and exhaustion became more and more serious.

"It really doesn't work..."

Chu He's face darkened, he put down the sleeping Li Sihe, leaned him gently against the corner, and dispelled the idea of ​​taking him away from the Earth Temple.

It is already impossible to disperse the villagers and leave this place. Their lives are tied to the thread on their heads. Once they leave, they may be backlashed.

For now, we can only enter the main hall, see what is absorbing the blood of the villagers present, and then smash it!
Chu He straightened up, frowned suddenly, and turned to look at the side hall.

How could there be traces of qi and blood fluctuations there?
Could it be that something happened inside?

Fearing that those people would come out early to make trouble, Chuhe quickened his pace, crossed half of the crowd, and just walked up the stone steps. The side door was just pushed open, and several embarrassed figures came out from the door.

It was the village elders who narrowly escaped death.

They were disheveled and sweaty. As soon as they went out, they waved and shouted to the bewildered villagers outside, and shouted in horror.

"The village chief has become weird! Everyone run!"

"Hide all! Don't linger here!"

"Run! What are you doing in a daze!"

The villagers were covered in circles, and many of them seemed unbelievable.

The village chief became weird?
Perhaps, after all, the two words "weird" are too shocking. The crowd immediately became agitated, panic spread, and birds and beasts scattered. Even the most tired and tired people wished to have two more legs to escape.

Damn!

Chuhe's face changed, it was a bad thing done with good intentions.

Once these people leave the inherent boundary, with the lessons learned by Li Sihe, they will inevitably be sucked out of their blood by that weird thread and die.

Can't delay any longer!
The next moment, Chuhe rose against the crowd, rising in momentum.

When he reached the entrance of the lobby, he glanced around the scene, and saw the young village head staring at him, Wu Feng and Han Zhong, who had disappeared for a long time, also looked at the Chu River, which was coming from the upstream crowd.

Han Zhong's eyes were full of fire, but Wu Feng's expression changed: "Junior Brother Chu, this place is very dangerous, you can't interfere, you should go!"

"Hehe, junior brother Chu, you can make me worry about you." Han Zhong grinned, and directly abandoned Wu Feng, preparing to capture Chuhe and force him to find out the real secret of his soaring strength.

"Since you're here, let's stay."

The village chief also raised his head and drank softly, saying murderously.

"Two idiots..."

Chuhe sneered, and his whole body erupted with energy and blood, like a volcano erupting, and the surging air waves made the corners of his clothes rattle.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, the blue bricks under his feet neighed and shattered into several pieces.

The village chief took a deep breath, looked solemnly at the imposing Chuhe, and was ready to meet the opponent's heavy blow at any time, but at the next moment, Chuhe kicked his feet, turned his head and flew into the earth temple like an off-string arrow.

The village chief's expression changed, and he shouted, "I'll stop him!"

Obviously, they guessed Chuhe's intentions, and also saw that Chuhe had penetrated part of their plan and wanted to go to Zhengtang to make trouble.

On one side, Wu Feng's expression was extremely exciting, unbelievable.

They seem to be afraid of Junior Brother Chu?
Seeing that Han Zhong seemed to be about to move, Wu Feng's face turned serious, his fists were full of red lines like his back, and he punched out with a blazing ferocity.

Howling high temperature and severe wind, the air exploded continuously.

This is the red line punch on the third floor!
Han Zhong's face changed slightly, and he punched back.

Immediately, the two fought together and killed each other.

On the other side, Chuhe had just entered the earth temple, and the furnishings were the same as last time. He stared at the only sculpture in the lobby.

The golden light in his eyes gleamed, and countless blood energy gathered on this piece of sculpture. It was the things in the sculpture that were constantly absorbing blood energy.

(End of this chapter)