Chapter 801

In three days, Chu Yan never stopped moving forward.

However, in this process, he turned back several times, so that he became confused and didn't know where Chu Yan's destination was.

In other words, in order to avoid the Tang Dynasty, Chu Yan wandered around like a headless fly.

Handsome asked this question, Chu Yan did not explain in detail.

He just lightly responded: "preparing for the worst."

In recent days, because the topography of Wanyao cemetery will change at any time, Chu Yan walked through a piece of snow, a muddy swamp, and a canyon.

On the third night, when he came to the meadows with scattered numbers, Chu Yan found a body under a big tree.

"Dead for a while." Handsome took the lead in jumping down and sniffing at the body.

The body was hard, and there was no sense of aura.

This shows that the spirit of heaven and earth absorbed by this monk in the process of practice has all returned to nature.

"What's the matter with you?" It's strange to see Chu Yan looking at the corpse.

It doesn't understand to jump down from Chu Yan's shoulder again, close to the body in front of careful observation.

Obviously, the monk was seriously injured and fled all the way here. He died of his wounds.

The fatal wound was a huge wound on his chest that almost cut him in half.

With such a degree of injury, he was able to escape all the way here, which was enough to see the vitality of the monk.

"Do you think something is wrong?"

Looking left and right, I still can't see what's worth noticing. Handsome can't help asking again.

It's not a normal thing to have the body of a monk in the Wanyao cemetery.

Chu Yan, why are you so absorbed?

"This guy." Chu Yan pointed to the corpse, "before he died, he should have been in the state of congealing pulse, double perfect."

"Yes, what's the problem - eh?" As soon as the words were finished, handsome was stunned.

His eyes drifted away from Chu Yan and murmured: "you are also the double perfection of Ning Mai Jing... You mean, it's not a coincidence?"

"Nothing that happens now can be regarded as a coincidence." Chu Yan shakes his head and says, "if you say that, the net of the other side is tightening."

"How do you know?" He is handsome and has a tight complexion.

To tell the truth, little white pig still cares about Chu Yan in his heart.

After all, this is the first human partner it knows, and this partner is very good to him, and his father likes him very much.

"They should have guessed that I could hide my identity, or that they were holding the idea that they would rather kill me than let me go." Chu Yan said: "as long as the realm is the same as me, treat it as me.

For them, the action is so fierce that they don't worry about scaring the snake at all, so there is only one reason -- "

"What is it?" Handsome asked quickly.

Chu Yan took a deep breath, light way: "they have confidence in a very short time, not only lock my position, but also can guarantee that I have no place to escape."

Handsome smell speech, heart a tight: "very short time is how short?"

Chu Yan did not answer immediately, but closed his eyes and stood still.

Handsome know, this is Chu Yan in thinking.

So it did not ask, but quietly waiting for the answer.

A moment later, Chu Yan opened his eyes: "if it's me, this time should be about four or five days."

"Hoo --" handsome smell speech, relieved, "so say, you still have several days to prepare to deal with, fortunately we found this guy's body today, so we can be on guard in time --"

"We couldn't determine the location of the Tang screen three days ago." As soon as the handsome voice fell, Chu Yan began to speak again.

Handsome a Leng, looking at Chu Yan to continue a way: "so subtract three days of words, we only have at most two days, at least one day to prepare."

"This..." handsome swallowed hard.

He felt his throat dry.

However, on Chu Yan's face, there was no anxiety and impatience at the moment.

Looking around for a week, Chu Yan murmured to himself, "it's beautiful here, and Fengshui is really good. If you are buried, it's really a good choice."

With that, Chu Yan grabs handsome on his shoulder and strides toward a canyon ahead.

In the night, the abrupt gorge is like a huge opening on the plain, dark and frightening.

Handsome crouched on Chu Yan's shoulder, followed him step by step, to the darkness.

In my ears, I heard the voice of Chu Yan saying to himself: "in the future, your descendants will surely appreciate that I buried you in this good place for gathering wind and storing gas."

……

Another day passed.

It was November 4 of that year.

In fact, the friars in the Banshee burial ground have no special feeling for the day.

Here, you can step into heaven or hell.

No one knows what he will get tomorrow.

But for the Tang Dynasty, the time passed by was like a drop of oil on his heart.

He can't be at ease for a moment if he doesn't get the news of Chu Yan.

Huang Cong vowed that the time limit was within five days.

Now, four days later, there is still no specific news of Chu Yan.

But what comforted him a little was that Chu Yan didn't keep the same distance with him after he was drenched with the juice from Huang Si's sister that day.

The speed of each other's walking is obviously accelerated.

That means Huang Cong's guess is correct.

The other side is in a panic now.

And from the situation that the other party has been running around these days, Chu Yan is already headless and desperate.

But even so, the Tang Dynasty still can only sense Chu Yan, and there is no way to see his figure.

"This guy is a mad dog! no Even a mad dog has not been running like him for four days in a row! "

Tang Mu scolded fiercely in his heart.

But at the same time, Tang Mu had to admit that Chu Yan's physical strength and continuous aura were really amazing.

If the ordinary monk of Ning Mai Jing had been chased by him, he would have had no strength and spirit, and he would have taken off his head.

At this time, the more Tang Mu thought about it, the more upset and uneasy he felt.

Pondering for a moment, he came to Huang Cong's side.

Huang Cong, who always has an unnatural smile on his face, is feeding her sister Huang Si, a fly eater.

"Well behaved, eat to raise white fat, have the strength to kill the enemy for me." Huang Cong is holding a fat green headed fly as big as a fingernail and waving it in front of Huang Si.

Pop——

Huang Si suddenly shot a purple line in his mouth, and there was a sound like whipping a whip in the air.

The green fly disappeared immediately.