Chapter 1287: Strange Village

Hearing Nangong Fengyin's reminder, Nangong Yunmeng's heart skipped a beat and she quickly shut her mouth.

The Holy Emperor is a taboo. If what she said just now reaches the Holy Emperor's ears, not only will she be in trouble, but the entire Xiaoyao Pavilion will be doomed.

That overbearing Holy Emperor does not allow anyone to criticize him.

Anyone who dares to say anything bad about him will not have a good ending.

Nangong Yunmeng no longer mentioned the Holy Emperor. She looked at the secret book in her hand and pondered: "Auntie Feng, this secret book, can't it be fake?"

Nangong Fengyin shook her head and said seriously: "It should be true. Before entering the small world, when Chen Yang and Nangong Feixiao were fighting, the magical power that caught Nangong Feixiao into the small world was the second style of the Void Palm: Dragon Claw Hand."

Recalling the scene at that time, Nangong Yunmeng found that it was indeed the case.

Confirming that "Breaking Void Palm" was "Void Palm", her face became more solemn.

She found that she seemed to know a huge secret.

Nangong Fengyin said: "You must not practice this magical power. Chen Yang is fine on Diwu Star, but if someone uses the Void Palm on Chongwu Star, you should know what the outcome will be."

The Holy Emperor said that he created the "Void Palm" himself, and only he can do it. If someone else uses it, it would be a slap in his face.

There is only one consequence, death!

"Auntie Feng, I know what to do."

Nangong Yunmeng frowned and put away the magical power secret book. Although this magical power is powerful, it is very hot, and he dare not practice it at all.

"There is a village ahead."

Just then, someone pointed to the front and shouted.

Everyone has walked out of the forest and entered the plain area. The front is open and can see far.

At this time, there is a small village two miles ahead.

The houses in the village are neatly arranged. Although the village is not prosperous, it is also very lively. You can see the villagers walking in the village, doing their own things.

"There are actually people living in this place!"

Everyone looked surprised. They didn't expect that there were people living in this small world.

Chen Yang glanced at the village. He didn't find it strange that people lived here.

There are small worlds that are naturally generated, and there are strong people who open up. As long as a natural ecosystem is formed in it, it is normal for humans to survive.

However, after Chen Yang and his party entered the small world, they encountered dangers one after another, which shows that this small world is not a good place.

Now this village is peaceful, and there are ordinary people in it. It seems a bit strange for them to survive in such a dangerous place.

Could it be that they have been staying in the village and have never been to other places?

Chen Yang thought to himself: "It seems that this village is still strange."

"Let's go, keep going forward and go to the village."

Nangong Fengyin called out, and everyone walked towards the village in front.

After approaching, you can see a memorial archway at the entrance of the village, with the three words "Jiantai Village" carved on it.

"Buy sesame cakes, fresh sesame cakes, one penny each, thin skin and lots of fillings, free if not tasty."

"Rouge and powder from the Western Regions, come and see."

"Spin the sugar figures, one penny each, dragon, phoenix, tiger, leopard...everything is available."

...

This small village is quite lively.

People all have kind smiles on their faces, and they seem to be living a very happy life.

The villagers only glanced at the appearance of Chen Yang's 21-person group, and then ignored them, each doing their own thing.

Everything looks normal.

However, Chen Yang noticed something strange.

Rouge and powder from the Western Regions?

There is no Western Regions in this small world, so where does the rouge and powder from the Western Regions come from?

Chen Yang looked carefully again, the vendors hawking, the villagers passing by, the children playing, the scene seemed reasonable, but it was also a bit weird.

That feeling was like...

"Acting!"

Chen Yang thought of this word, and these people gave him the feeling that they were acting.

At this moment, everyone was careless. If the other party suddenly attacked, the consequences would be disastrous.

He looked serious and reminded everyone in Xiaoyao Pavilion: "Everyone should be vigilant, there may be danger."

Nangong Feiyu glanced at Chen Yang with disdain and said coldly: "Hmph, these are ordinary people, without any cultivation. You asked us to be vigilant. What are we vigilant about?"

Others did not take Chen Yang's words seriously.

Nangong Feiyu walked towards an old man selling vegetables and asked unhappily, "Hey, old man, I ask you, where are you? How long have you lived here? Is there anything special here..."

Before Nangong Feiyu finished speaking, the vegetable farmer raised a cabbage in his hand and said with a smile: "Young man, buy a cabbage, just take care of the old man's business, thank you."

Nangong Feiyu said coldly: "I ask you a question, you answer first, and then I buy..."

"Young man, buy a cabbage, just take care of the old man's business, thank you."

The old man still said the same thing, even the speed, tone, and expression did not change much.

His smiling face made it hard for people to have any ill will towards him.

However, Nangong Feiyu was frustrated along the way and was in a bad mood, so he didn't want to tolerate the old man's noise.

He kicked over the old man's basket, and the cabbage fell to the ground. He said in a deep voice: "Old man, now, you can answer..."

"Young man, buy a cabbage, just consider it as taking care of the old man's business, thank you."

The old man was unmoved. Even though the cabbage was scattered, he still said the same words and had the same expression, showing no fear.

"Is this the only thing you can say!?"

Nangong Feiyu was angry. He felt that the old man in front of him was playing tricks on him.

He raised his hand and hit the old man, wanting to kill him.

"Stop!"

Nangong Fengyin flashed out and stopped Nangong Feiyu, saying in a deep voice: "If he doesn't say it, you can ask other people, why kill him."

"Hate, hate, you bully Grandpa Yang, you are not good people!"

At this time, a little girl in a red cotton jacket shouted at Chen Yang and his group.

She was about five or six years old, with a chubby little face and a pair of big watery eyes, black and bright, shining.

Everyone looked over, the little girl made a face and quickly slipped away.

When she ran, her two sky-high braids swayed, very cute.

Nangong Feiyu glanced at the old man selling vegetables, suppressed his anger, and walked towards the stall selling rouge and powder next to him.

Seeing that no one was buying vegetables, the old man calmly packed up the cabbages and continued to sell them, as if nothing had happened just now.

Except for the little girl in the red cotton jacket, no one else in the village asked what happened here.

Nangong Fengyin also felt strange and said to everyone: "Everyone disperse, ask a few more people to understand the situation here."

After that, she reminded: "By the way, be careful."

"Yes."

Everyone in Xiaoyao Pavilion responded and dispersed.