When Hua Feng pushed open the wooden door and looked inside, he found that there was a small courtyard covered with stones on the ground, and the courtyard was full of various plants. The fragrance emitted by the plants was like he entered a garden full of flowers in spring. Many insects he had never seen outside crawled or flew around the flowers.

"Brother Wen, I!" When the bar manager followed Hua Feng to close the wooden door and entered the inside, he felt dizzy before he finished saying that. He covered his forehead and soon fell into a coma. Hua Feng knew that the bar manager must have smelled the smell of flowers in the courtyard and fell into a coma. When he took his pulse, he found that it was just a coma. Hua Feng helped the bar manager to a stone bench inside and let him lean there first.

"Flowers are not flowers, insects are not insects!" Hua Feng sighed helplessly when he looked at the colorful flowers. He knew that the smell of the flowers in the courtyard was poisonous, which means that those flowers were naturally also a kind of poison made by the Miao people. Of course, the small animals on the flowers were more likely to be the insects made by the Miao people.

Hua Feng did not take a look at the flowers in the courtyard and the disgusting bugs, and walked straight to the hall. On the way, he saw the houses, and there seemed to be no extra items inside, and the inside looked even more empty. However, Hua Feng could feel that the person he needed to find was inside. When Hua Feng came to the middle hall, he found that it was filled with smoke, and the smoke was naturally burned by incense.

"You are here!" The old man kneeling in front of him suddenly turned around and said to Hua Feng. When Hua Feng entered inside, he naturally looked into the central hall, and the smoke in the central hall naturally could not stop his eyes. When he looked forward, he saw the rows of spiritual cards in front at a glance.

When he looked at the spirit cards, his first glance was the statue of Chiyou in mythology. The Miao people worshiped Chiyou and believed that Chiyou was their ancestor. This was known when Hua Feng was studying before, and he did not find that the Han people regarded themselves as descendants of Yan and Huang, and he did not find that anyone usually worshipped the statues of Yan and Huang.

"Do you know?" The thin old man turned around and looked at Hua Feng's gloomy eyes and asked.

"I know! But, is this related to my coming?" Hua Feng asked strangely. Here, he always felt that the atmosphere inside was very strange, which made him feel very dull.

"The God of War is the ancestor of the Miao people's poison." The thin old man said gloomyly. However, Hua Feng was not interested in these things. When he came here and asked for it, he naturally listened to him quietly there first.

I don’t know how long it took, but the old man looked back and found that Hua Feng was still standing there for nothing, which became more and more strange. Because, when he was just now, he had already put a poison on Hua Feng, and now it was time for the poison to attack, and there was nothing at all.

"If you are deliberately delaying time and wanting to slap me, then I advise you not to waste your time and energy?" At this time, Hua Feng asked.

"Why aren't you afraid of poisonous poison?" the old man asked with his gloomy eyes. Hua Feng came here in person, thinking that as long as he put the poison in, Hua Feng would definitely surrender to him when he got the poison, and would agree to him other conditions. However, now he found that the poisonous poison is of no use at all, so he felt a little powerless.

"I don't know either! However, I want to tell you that if you don't let the grass guwo below you unlock my brothers' poison, then more people will die at that time. Of course, I think this will no longer be the peaceful Black Miao Valley you used to be." Hua Feng said. Now that he knows that the other party wants to gush him, the other party is naturally uneasy. But if he still treats the other party politely, then it is not his Huawenbo.

"Young man, those two conditions are still there!" said the thin old man gloomy.

"Then you wait and see!" Hua Feng said. He looked at the old man kneeling on the ground and walked out directly. When he saw the bar manager still leaning against the wall in a coma, Hua Feng helped him and walked out into the stone house. It was not until the two of them went outside and Hua Feng patted the bar manager on the shoulder that the bar manager woke up and asked.

"Brother Wen, why did I suddenly faint just now?"

"Of course, your physical constitution is too weak. I fainted when I smelled the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard just now." Hua Feng said. At this time, he did not stay here anymore. Since he knew that the Hei Miao tribe leader was going to fight him to the end, he would naturally have to pay his due price.

When the two of them came out of the clan leader's house, that is, their black Miao people's ancestral hall, there was nothing wrong with them, the Miao people watching the fun on both sides. At this time, they did not dare to underestimate the two anymore, and could only talk about them in that dialect in a low voice.

"Brother Wen, where are we going now?" asked the bar manager. He felt very strange. Hua Feng had been in less than half an hour before he came out, and naturally he was unconscious for no more than half an hour. However, now he found that he had a long dream just now. If Hua Feng had not woken up, he might have been in that dream now. When they left Heimiao Valley and looked back at the Heimiao Valley, they found that they no longer looked beautiful like they had just now, but a Miao village that seemed to be full of poisons everywhere.

"Qingmiao Valley." Hua Feng said.

...

Not long after Hua Feng and the bar manager left the Heimiao Valley, when the head of the Heimiao Valley clan Hou Fangpei came out of the middle hall, a middle-aged man dressed in Miao people walked over to him and asked.

"Father!"

"Grandpa! How did you do just now?"

"He's gone! But I'm very surprised. He just used the poison of the poison, and it was the most vicious poison, so he didn't have any trouble!"

"Grandpa, he won't have the antidote first!" Hou Shan asked strangely. He knew that his grandfather's witchcraft among the Miao people was first-class, and there were no more than three Miao people who could crack it. Now that Hua Feng, a Han man who came here, was poisoned by his grandfather, it was okay.

"He said in person that he didn't know why!"

"Father, when the great wizard died, he also heard from Hua Wenbo that he was not afraid of poisonous poison." Hou Jian said.

However, at this time, Hou Fangpi frowned, and his gloomy eyes were not sure what he was thinking. Of course, he knew very well that when sending people to slap Hua Feng or assassinate him was useless, he could only use the lives of the members of the new Hongmen to threaten Hua Feng.
Chapter completed!