The villagers hiding underground vaguely heard voices above, and couldn’t help but pause in surprise.
"Above... is the person speaking up there human?"
"I think I heard voices."
"I also heard the sound of a child."
The villagers whispered among themselves, both delighted and a bit worried.
After all, these days, only the Underworld Soldiers roam outside, normal people have no ti to hide, how could they relocate their entire families like this?
"Maybe... maybe they ca from the Eastern Land?" soone speculated.
"That’s even more impossible, those tens of thousands of Underworld Soldiers all headed to the Eastern Land, perhaps it has long been reduced to ruins."
At this, everyone’s mood darkened.
Facing everything in front of them, how small and helpless they felt. Today it’s a thousand Underworld Soldiers, tomorrow ten thousand, who knows when they will no longer be able to hold on.
Above, Bai Junjun was closing his eyes, using his Special Ability to feel the carbon dioxide, and indeed sensed a thick discharge of carbon dioxide under the county’s Ancestral Hall.
She opened her eyes and led the group towards the hall, and soon found the underground entrance.
Of course, the others did not let Bai Junjun take action but directly opened the cover of the passage.
The cellar existed to avoid the chaos of war, so naturally, the environnt was not good.
Moreover, with the recent frequent battles and no ti for farming, supplies were particularly scarce, with nothing to eat, let alone oil candles.
Hence, the cellar was a pitch-black place.
When the entrance was opened and light poured down, the people underground imdiately covered their eyes, but when they adjusted to the light, they found that there were already many people standing outside.
These people were all holding weapons, looking alert.
Even below, they could feel a strong aura of killing intent.
The villagers hiding underground were montarily stunned, then the n imdiately stood out, looking as if ready for a life-and-death battle.
At this mont, a man with a friendly face ca forward from the crowd, looking at everyone he said, "Sorry to disturb you all, we were just passing by and sensed so movent here, thinking it might be Underworld Soldiers hiding here that we ca to investigate. Now that we know there’s no danger, we won’t bother you."
The speaker was Yuwen Luanfei.
For this journey, Yuwen Luanfei, being the head of the logistics team, mainly took care of the children and the weak or sick. Along the way, he was almost like idle personnel, even Wenren Pingting was busier than him.
Finally encountering "kindred spirits," he could finally play a role and so volunteered to strike up a conversation.
The villagers were first surprised, then after a mont, the Village Chief silently ca forward: "You... you are living people?"
"Yes." Yuwen Luanfei was also delighted, "Esteed elder, are you the Village Chief here?"
"Yes." The Village Chief, as if seeing a savior, was extrely excited: "We thought the Underworld Soldiers had returned, we didn’t expect it to be comrades! Where are you from, haven’t you encountered any Underworld Soldiers along the way?"
The Village Chief was both excited and puzzled.
"We ca from the Eastern Land, the Black Dragon Army defeated the Underworld Soldiers; the Eastern Land is now safe. We ca all the way here without any trouble."
"What? Is this true?" The old man’s face was full of disbelief.
After all, they had witnessed those tens of thousands of Underworld Soldiers crossing borders. In such a short ti, had the Black Dragon Army really annihilated them all?
How could they dare believe this!
"It’s true; otherwise, we wouldn’t be able to walk here so openly."
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