Yesterday, the number of this group of refugees was still 132, but today it was only 127?!

Five missing?!

Chen Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully looked for the traces of the remaining five people.

As a result, there are really five refugee teams!

There is no cover in this refugee camp. There are only a few load-bearing pillars at first glance, so there is no way to miss any place!

Could it be that this guy had sent someone to help the central government of the third region before making a suggestion?!

Chen Qiye was shocked and couldn't help but say to his cheap disciple Zhao Laiqiu: "Please count carefully how many people are in the camp now."

Zhao Laiqiu looked at Chen Qiye in confusion, but nodded and counted carefully.

"In addition, there are 128 masters and me..."

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At the same time, Chen Qiye's clone has also arrived at the base of the Blood Temple in the farthest agricultural area in Xinling District.

This Blood Temple stronghold is very ordinary, just like an ordinary farmer's house, and there is no formation fluctuation.

There is a breath, but it is very weak.

Just when Shen Qiye thought Chen Santu was deceived by him, he suddenly saw the door of the farmhouse open, and the farmer wearing coarse hemp clothes stood at the door, looking at him.

The farmer was not surprised when he saw Chen Qiye, nor even had any emotional fluctuations, as if he knew that Chen Qiye would come here.

Then, the farmer wearing a straw hat waved to Chen Qiye and signaled him to come.

Chen Qiye blinked and took two steps back alertly.

He now has Taiyi's jade talisman to block his own aura. If this person can detect his existence in advance, it will only prove that this person's realm is higher than Taiyi.

Taiyi has already been regarded as the top combat power in this world. Can anyone be more powerful than him?

Chen Qiye was skeptical, so he didn't dare to approach the old man wearing a straw hat.

He looks over forty years old, with quite a lot of wrinkles on his face. He even feels like he is fifty or sixty at first glance.

Chen Qiye sensed that this guy's life breath was very weak.

This feeling is either that the person is dying or that the person uses the method of blocking the qi.

But this guy looks quite energetic, and the first possibility is directly ruled out.

So...is this the gentleman realm he is looking for?

The farmer wearing a straw hat looked puzzled, and he looked at Chen Qiye's alert look in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"Suspect me to be fake?"

He smiled and said, "This barren land where I am is a place that the Zhatian Sect does not want or will not rob. Don't worry, they have no reason to drop me."

"You are here to inform me that you will go to Xinling Square tomorrow to fight the Zhatian Sect to the death, right?"

The old farmer smiled, and the wrinkles on his face were wrinkled in a ball, "I already know, but because I don't have your contact information, I can only let you come here in person."

He smiled apologetically at Chen Qiye, then moved open the door and pointed inside: "Do you want to sit down and have a cup of tea before leaving? Or eat something? You must be hungry after running for such a long distance."

"This barren land lacks everything, but it's not short of food and tea. After all, these two things are produced here." The old farmer's smile was very contagious, and looking at it would make people involuntarily put their vigilance.

Chen Qiye frowned and stared at the old farmer: "How did you know I came?"

"Ah, this..." He grabbed his hair.

"Actually, I don't know." The old farmer spread his hands, "I just came out to see my crops, but I didn't expect to see you appear as soon as the door opened."

The old farmer's expression was not like telling lies. His expression was very sincere and he could not tell any guilt.

Chen Qiye frowned. Is there such a coincidence?

"Hey, don't talk so much, come in and sit down." The old farmer said, turning around and walking into the house.

Chen Qiye hesitated and looked at the wooden house in front of him. The house didn't look very strong and looked quite old.

There is no wave of formation or spells, and it doesn't look like a trap.

So, do you want to go in?

Just as Shen Qiye was hesitating, Chen Qiye heard the sound of pouring water from inside. With the sound of the sound, a long-lost fragrance also broke into Chen Qiye's breath.

Chen Qiye's eyes suddenly lit up. The smell of this tea smells quite nice! I guess it is a high-end product.

Thinking of this, Chen Qiye walked towards the farmhouse, but he did not enter the door, but stood outside and looked inside.

A wooden bed, a wooden table, two chairs, and various farm tools that occupy half a room, the things in the farm house are very simple.

Chen Qiye couldn't find anything that could threaten him. He thought about it and stepped into the farmhouse.

"Sit down, it's okay to be cautious, but it depends on the person. We are companions, why should we be so careful?" The old farmer shook his head sighed.

Chen Qiye saw a picture of the tea-making table, which was written quite well, and there were four treasures of the study?

He looked at the old farmer in amazement and incredible way. This guy looked illiterate and could even write such good handwriting?

"What's wrong, are you very surprised?" The old farmer found that Chen Qiye's eyes changed and couldn't help but chuckled and asked.

He then picked up the word and handed it to Chen Qiye, "How is it written?"

Chen Qiye took the text suspiciously and identified it. Although the handwriting was sloppy, he realized some bold and unrestrained magical writings from it. When he looked closely, he actually felt a bit like calligraphy.

"My death is heavier than the nine heavens, and although I die, I live."

What's the thing?

Chen Qiye was confused, but then sighed: What a bold feeling!
Chapter completed!