Chapter 478

Chu Yan remembers that the spring rain in previous years would fall at least at the end of February and the beginning of March, and it would be accompanied by rolling spring thunder.

But this year, the spring rain at the end of January, but a full three days, soft, the earth is shrouded in a hazy fog.

The air was cool and fresh.

In the afternoon of this day, Chu Yan, wearing a hat, came to Zhuxi lane.

It's about 120 miles away from the Imperial City, and it's not in the downtown, but deep in the quiet courtyard of the ancient road.

Stepping on the uneven stone road and looking at the moss on both sides of the street with the spring rain, Chu Yan suddenly felt that he had come to a peaceful and illusory world.

The back door of a house in the alley seems to open at any time. A young girl with an oil paper umbrella comes out and smiles gently at you.

"Is this the path my mother used to walk along?"

Chu Yan was breathing the strange air around him, walking slowly in the rain.

Zhuxi lane is not deep. The whole hall is only about 20 feet away. You can see the head at a glance.

Chu qiangdong didn't tell Chu Yan what he was looking for in Zhuxi lane, but Chu Yan was not worried because he believed that someone would take the initiative to tell him.

Soon, Chu Yan finished half of Zhuxi lane.

In the alley near the center, under the eaves, there is a wonton stand.

An old woman with gray hair, who looked very simple, was wrapping wonton at the moment.

In the big pot, boiling water kept rolling, emitting a strong aroma.

Chu Yan went to the wonton stall. The old woman looked up at him and said with a smile, "young man, would you like a bowl of wonton?"

Chu Yan laughed: "Granny, where do you see that I am a young man?"

The old woman skillfully poured more than ten wonton into the pot, and her face was full of wrinkles. She said, "although I am old, my eyes are not bright. How can I not recognize a young man like you?"

"Oh, that's it." Chu Yan nodded and slowly took off the hat he was wearing. "I thought you knew I would be here long ago, so you've been waiting."

Looking at the wax yellow middle-aged man's face under the bamboo hat, the chaotic wife froze, and the expression on her face solidified instantly.

"You see, I'm a young man, aren't you surprised?" Chu Yan smiles.

It's just these days that I'm looking for a chance to teach myself this technique.

Although we can't cheat high-level friars, it's no problem to cheat ordinary friars.

Sure enough, the old woman who cooked wonton took the initiative to show her feet when he tried.

"Yes! I've been waiting here for a long time! Today, Wan Haimen has laid a net. Chu Yan, you are doomed! " The next moment, the amiable smile on the old woman's face disappeared, replaced by the ferocious face, the voice from her throat, which was also a man's rough voice.

Before the words were heard, this guy suddenly waved his hand. Suddenly, a large pot of steaming wonton soup came to Chu Yan.

Boiling soup, instant in this drizzle in the alley burst open a rolling thick fog.

Chu Yan almost retreated, but there was still a small part of him.

Chu Yan's face changed slightly. He looked down and saw that the wonton soup on his clothes had turned purple.

"This is duanlingsan!" Chu Yan frowned and looked at the old woman.

At this time, the old woman grinned and pulled her hand along her neck. Suddenly, she pulled off the human skin mask covering her face, revealing a man's proud face: "yes, it's duanlingsan. Now you can't sense the aura of heaven and earth. How can you use it! Come out, everyone

With the man's sharp drink, dozens of figures appeared at both ends of the alley and on the high walls on both sides.

Each figure, wearing a long blue shirt, looked coldly at Chu Yan.

There is no doubt that these monks are the disciples of Wan Haimen.

"As I thought, Zhuxi lane is the reason why you decided to support Chu qiangdong and his son." Chu Yan Wang said to the man behind the wonton stall, "no wonder the strength of the wanhaimen disciples in the imperial city that day was so weak. They were all here."

Chu Yan looked around for a week.

The strength of Wan Haimen's disciples he saw at the moment was obviously much higher than that in the imperial city a few days ago.

Not only that, there are several figures standing behind the crowd, which makes Chu Yan care a little.

Because although these people didn't show mountains and water, they made Chu Yan, who was astonished by divine sense, feel their momentum like an abyss.

Compared with the Deacon Wan Haimen who was killed by him three days ago, the strength of these people is obviously stronger!

"It seems that you are as smart as the rumor. You can guess the truth with a little clue." The man sneered, "in this case, you'd better hand over the thousand machine box. In this way, Wan Haimen will not blame you for killing your disciples. Instead, it will give you a big reward and let you become a disciple. What do you think?"

"That's flattering. I almost believed you!" Chu Yan opened his mouth with a smile. At the next moment, he took a step forward and rushed to the man in front of him. "I don't know what you're talking about. Do you believe it?"

The lane is very narrow. Chu Yan and the man are very close. At this moment, Chu Yan rolls up a strong wind, breaks through the rain and fog, and rushes to the man.

"Toast, don't eat free throw, in duanlingsan dare to be so arrogant, I see you are - what's the matter!" Before he finished, the man felt a terrible cyclone, like a meat grinder. With Chu Yan's fist, he dashed towards himself.

The roaring whirlwind, the momentum of crushing everything, is not like the power that a monk who has broken through the spirit can burst out.

It's like——

Suddenly, a possibility flashed into the man's mind, which made him look extremely frightened: "you are a body refiner."

"It's late!" Chu Yan's face sank, five fingers became claws, wringing wind and rain, "angry dragon hanging!"

Shua!

Chu Yan's claw pierced the man's chest in front of him and came out through his body.

A large stream of hot blood, mixed with broken meat, sprayed on the wall behind the man.

Chu Yan from the other side's back out of the palm, at the moment is still holding a beating meat ball.

The man's hands were open and his eyes looked frightened and desperate.

His eyes at this moment and Chu Yan look at each other.

"Guess I know this is a trap. Why do I come here?"

Bang!

Chu Yan a pinch burst each other's heart.

At the moment when the vitality disappeared, the man heard Chu Yan's deep Laughter: "because I want to kill you all, do you believe it?"