As soon as the old man looked at Han Qianqian, those old men beside him also looked over, and all the villagers at the scene also turned back silently, then they stood up and kept leaning towards Han Qianqian and the others.
Looking at the crowd, Wang Simin, a savage girl, was about to draw her sword on the spot, but Han Qianqian directly held her hand in his.
She froze, and then, suddenly blushed!
"Back off!" Han Qianqian barked softly, not even looking at Wang Simin, just alertly leading everyone backwards in slow steps, trying to keep a safe distance from the villagers.
"Who are you?"
Almost at that moment, the old man led a group of old men out of the crowd with quick steps, looking at Han Qianqian and the others, his eyes alert and cold.
"My name is Han Qianqian, I was passing by here, and seeing that it was getting late, I wanted to take a rest." Han Qianqian hurriedly explained, "We don't mean any harm."
The old man frowned slightly, looked Han Qianqian up and down, and then, gently swept a sideways glance at the densely packed crowd behind Han Qianqian.
"Borrowing a place to stay?" The old man doubted with discontent.
"They're all disciples under me." Han Qianqian explained in a sincere manner.
"We're the Mystics' Alliance." Wang Simin added.
"Don't know each other!" The old man said with a mercilessly cold face, "The village is too small to accommodate other people, so the borrowing of lodgings will be excused, and please leave."
After saying this, the old man reached out his hand in an inviting gesture.
Wang Simin was about to say something, but seeing the old man's strong attitude and cold expression, Han Qianqian stopped her with a hand, then, with a slight fist clasp, "Good, then I won't bother you much."
After saying that, Han Qianqian turned around and led the people out.
Even though Zhong Beihai and the others felt a little reluctant to leave without fighting for more, they could only obediently follow behind Han Qianqian as they walked towards the outside of the village, seeing that Han Qianqian was determined to go.
In just a few moments, a group of people walked out of the village.
Although it was already getting dark, they could still see a little.
There was a mountain range ahead, not too high, and without trees or green grass, but just a poor patch of land. But as the village would not allow us to stay there, we had no choice but to go up there and rest for a while.
"Travel at night, be more careful." With a word of command, Han Qianqian led his troops forward.
However, the group had just taken a few steps when suddenly, they heard a rush of scattered footsteps behind them. When the crowd looked back, they saw that in the darkness, several figures were coming after them.
"Brush brush brush brush!" At the end of the group were Lu Yuan and the others from the top of the Blue Mountain, and when they saw someone coming, they instantly lit up their long swords between them.
Under the moonlight, the long swords faintly appeared with cold light!
"I want to see your leader."
Stopped by the long swords, several figures stopped in front of Lu Yuan and the others, panting and shouting.
Lu Yuan frowned and was hesitating when Han Qianqian had already walked over.
Seeing the visitors, Han Qianqian's brow could not help but frown, even though he did not know these people himself, from the way they were dressed, it was obvious that these people were all villagers from that village in Fang.
"I am!" Han Qianqian said back strangely.
"The village chief has an invitation." The man in the lead gave Han Qianqian a slight fist bump and said in a soft voice.
The village chief has an invitation?
Han Qianqian frowned, what did this mean?
"Shit, you just kicked us out and now you want to invite us over, what the hell are you doing?" Knife Twelve said glumly on the spot.
The visitor didn't say anything, just lowered his head slightly and waited for Han Qianqian's reply.
"Three thousand, they just kicked us out, and now they want to invite us back, this village chief must have other plans if he's not shit in the head. Mo Yang also gently came up to Han Qianqian and said softly in a wary voice.
"Yes, Sanqian, there must be a reason for the oddities." Liu Fang also echoed softly.
"It's getting late and it's getting dark, so if there's any ambush, it's extremely bad for us." Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng also said.
Han Qianqian nodded, the crowd's worries were not unreasonable.
This behaviour of the village chief was indeed quite odd.
However, it was Han Qianqian himself who needed to grasp and judge how to weigh up the situation.
A moment later, Han Qianqian nodded and suddenly smiled, "Good, then I'll trouble you all to lead the way."
Faced with Han Qianqian's decision, everyone looked at each other worriedly ......