Chapter 1122 (1/2)

”Do you know where your mother's grave is?”

When the night is in the sky, the cold wind at night is always with an intoxicating chill. On a remote road in the suburb of Xining, chufeng looks at the gloomy and horrible surrounding woods, and subconsciously asks the woman around him: ”weren't you young when you were taken away?”

”Suspected that I lied to you and asked for someone to kill you?” Yan Qiaoling directly points out the little careful thought in Chu Feng's heart and throws out a sentence, arousing a light sneer: ”what's good for me like that? I was young when I was taken away, but it doesn't mean I'm not sensible. On the contrary, I already have memories

”I really don't know where my mother was buried, but I should know the approximate location.”

When Yan Qiaoling points out the embarrassment in his heart, Chu Feng has nothing to be ashamed of. He and Yan Qiaoling haven't known each other for a long time. It's normal to doubt her intentions. Otherwise, anyone who comes out and believes Chu Feng will not live today.

Dark and remote, revealing the dark forest path, the surrounding woods can also see dianlan's unique tomb. Chu Feng shivered and continued to follow Yan Qiaoling. He did not know why he agreed to Yan Qiaoling at that time?

Shaking his head, Chu Feng didn't want to think about it any more. He believed that Yan Qiaoling had no malice, and even if he succeeded, Yan Qiaoling would lose his freedom. In today's world, Chu Feng thinks that there are people who can kill him, but there are few who want to really leave him.

He is confident that ten strong men in the seven levels of anger will go out, and he can leave with ease.

After half an hour's journey, through the gloomy woods, Chu Feng could hear the barking of a dog, his left eye twinkled through the night, and a quiet mountain village appeared in his left eye. He knew that this was the place Yan Qiaoling was coming to.

It turns out that Yan Qiaoling's mother is from Xining!

They walked into the quiet countryside. In the middle of the night, everyone had already gone to bed. For the rural people, it was normal for them to work at sunrise and rest at sunset. At this time, no one would come out to do anything when they were full.

Although the dogs in the village kept barking because of their arrival, no one got up to check. They came to the end of the village without much hindrance.

Yan Qiaoling stopped and looked at the night ahead. She looked up at the moon in the sky and said, ”this is chenjiacun. My mother is from here. When Yan Cang was refining her heart, she got to know my mother. They had feelings. Finally, I was a wild animal.”

Yan Qiaoling's voice was very quiet, but Chu Feng could still feel the slight self mockery in the words. Anyone who was born unknowingly, whose father was still missing, and whose mother was brought up by scolding, was uncomfortable.

Patting Yan Qiaoling on the shoulder, Chu Feng seldom comforted this cool and gorgeous woman: ”no matter what kind of past, but it has passed, look ahead!”

Yan Qiaoling seldom showed a smile, nodded, and walked forward with her long legs. Chu Feng followed her. She just stopped two steps after going out and looked back at the quiet countryside behind her. Her eyebrows wrinkled inadvertently. For a moment, he felt that someone was watching in the darkness.

Chu Feng kept up with Yan Qiaoling, but he was alert. His left eye was 360 degrees around the countryside in the night.

The kind of surveillance just now is absolutely not something ordinary people can feel, and it's a little weird. After looking around with his left eye, he can't see any suspicious people. Besides the quiet and sleeping villagers, no one else exists.

In the dark, maybe nervous, Chu Feng quickened his pace and followed Yan Qiaoling to the cemetery.

The two gradually disappeared at the end of the village toward the cemetery. After a while, it seemed twisted in the dark. There was a young man in black with black cloth on his face. His whole body was flooded with a cold evil spirit. His eyes showed indifference and contempt.

It seems that the world is a joke in his eyes.

After a cold look at the night ahead, the night seems twisted again. The young man in black disappears under the darkness, only the barking of dogs is getting louder and louder. In addition, chenjiacun is still the same as it was at the beginning.

Chu Feng and Yan Qiaoling, who are hundreds of meters ahead, have come to a cemetery with an area of more than 300 mu surrounded by simple guardrails. There are five big words hanging at the gate: chenjiacun cemetery!

Yan Qiaoling looks gloomy and sad. When anyone left, her mother was still alive, but she came back to face the cold and merciless grave. It was a kind of expression of heartache and suppressed the feeling of crying in her heart. Yan Qiaoling walked to a simple wooden house in front of her, and there was a faint light in it.

That's where the night watchers of the chenjiacun cemetery live.