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If it wasn't for Wen Qian, Shen Ling wouldn't have died.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Zhao Bohan pinched the Zen stick until it covered five fingerprints.

"I don't even know how many people you called, let alone you don't know where these people are going, and I don't know either." Old man Qin replied through gritted teeth. One experience is enough to see a person's inner being.

Wen Qian can only cooperate for a while, this woman is too flexible to become a perfect partner.

Seeing his angry expression, Wen Qian guessed that he did not lie either. First, he cooperated with him, so there was no need to lie to harm her. Second, even if he did something wrong, it was impossible to transfer his subordinates in such a short time. Can I have time to change the glass?

There is no ghost in this villa, but no one can tell what is there!

Wen Qian gently closed the door of the villa. If she hadn't accepted the power given by Lu Chao in the underground El Dorado, she would have nothing to fear, but she is not the same herself now.

"Let's go... Then please arrange a place for us." Wen Qian said helplessly.

"Hmph, come with me." Old man Qin rolled her eyes, "Now is the critical moment of the sacrificial ceremony. If it succeeds, it will flood the Yellow Springs. If it fails, we will all die here. We must not be bullied by others." Destruction, if you really want to help, guard the exit, and don't let Qin Xiaojia and Fu Xin take advantage of it."

"On the second floor of this villa, there is a bookshelf, which records some details about the sacrifice. My brother told me, but when he entered for the second time, he disappeared without a trace just like your men and horses. I After searching for nearly 20 years, I haven't found even a single bone or clothing."

"Yeah." Wen Qian looked back at the villa. Although there were many people at this time, she felt unusually gloomy.

Her purpose is not to sacrifice, now that Shen Ling is dead, only Zhao Bohan needs to be dealt with.

The conversation between the two was not loud, but Zhao Bohan, who was disguised as a priest, heard it clearly. He deliberately slowed down and walked to the end of the line. While no one was paying attention, he got into the grass and shrank behind a big tree .

He finally escaped from the village. Thanks to his cleverness, he was almost discovered by old man Qin several times, but because of accidents in the preparation of the ceremony, old man Qin diverted his attention.

Now that he heard the details about the sacrifice in the villa, he became very curious.

Combining the priest, old man Qin and Wen Qian, he would definitely not be able to retaliate with great fanfare, but old man Qin just said that if there is a mistake in the sacrifice, it will lead to irreversible and serious consequences: they all have to die.

In other words, as long as you go to the villa to find out what kind of sacrificial ceremony it is, you will know how to destroy it.

After the group of people drifted away, he walked out from behind the tree, and walked step by step towards the decayed white villa covered with trees, vines and weeds.

Maybe it was preconceived, what happened just now was still fresh in his mind, so he knocked on the door politely first.

After knocking politely and rhythmically three times, he pushed the door open and entered.

"I'm sorry, I came here to avenge my wife, and I need to know about the sacrificial ceremony in the ancient Qin family village, and I'm not here to disturb you." He explained loudly.

There was a smell of gunfire and ammunition in the air, as if the gun had just been fired, very pungent.

But his star eyes patrolled the empty lobby on the first floor, and saw nothing unusual.

The gentle pirates were resting here, and they should have resisted, but they couldn't hear anything outside the villa.

"I'm sorry, if you want me to check the information, just give me a hint." After he finished speaking, he waited for a while, but there was no answer.

But at the same time as he took the first step, a gust of cold wind blew in his face, making him suddenly chill.

Does this imply that he should not take a step forward?he thought.