Chapter 1739

In an instant, the disciple thought about what he would end up with.

All don't need Chu speech to hand, the storehouse central door from top to bottom, can tear him alive.

And if he dies, his family and those who have relations with him will surely suffer.

After reading this, the disciple's hair would stand up.

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you for 12 hours. After 12 hours, if your patriarch doesn't come, I'll kill the people here first, and then I'll go to you." Chu Yan said.

At this time, there is no need for him to speak more.

At the scene, the eyes of the disciples of cangyangmen had already made the disciples of diyuanjing feel uneasy and dare not delay.

After he was sent away, Chu Yan sat down with his knees crossed.

Twelve hours is his last chance to Cang Yangmen.

Also in Chu Yan waiting for this period of time, before he went to the silver city, came a mysterious monk.

The friar, wrapped in a big cloak, walked in a hurry on the streets of silver city.

Finally, he stopped at the place where lianyue cloth shop was.

Today's lianyue cloth line has disappeared from the ground.

What's left is a big pit and a mess all over the ground.

These days, many brave monks are desperate to find out if they can take a chance and find some lost treasures.

But it's a pity that the original treasure house has been emptied and nothing has been left.

However, even so, there are still many people around here, pointing at this big pit, listening to the city residents who saw the hand of master Tianxin on the same day and telling the specific process of what happened.

The cloaked friar watched and listened, listening to the half true and half false descriptions of the people around him, and observing the pit carefully.

The more he looked, the more frightened he was.

After a while, he felt a heat on his wrist.

Looking down, a piece of jade on his wrist turned pale red.

Seeing this, he took another deep look at the big pit, then turned and left.

However, the monk in the cloak did not leave Baiying city. Instead, after seven turns in the city, he turned to an alley.

In one of them, he came to a deserted old house. He stopped, reached out and knocked on the door.

A crack opened in the door.

One eye, across the crack of the door, looked at the monk in the cloak.

The monk in the cloak did not speak. Instead, he raised his arm and showed the jade on his wrist.

The look in the eyes was obviously shocked for a while, and immediately the door opened.

The cloaked friar immediately flashed in, and the gate closed again.

Now, in the courtyard behind the gate, there are seven or eight monks.

These friars are in the state of coagulation.

Although they are monks, they all seem to be frightened at the moment. Everyone will feel pitiful when they see the face full of panic.

At this time, seeing the monk in the cloak coming, they braced themselves up and stood up straight.

The cloaked friar came up to the men and slowly lifted his cloak.

Under the cloak was a young man with dark red hair.

This young man's skin is very white, even white to the point where you can almost see the veins.

But when he lifted his cloak, there was a heat wave, which was pounding around.

The monks in the courtyard felt as if they were standing on the edge of the stove almost in an instant.

What's more, the grass under the feet of the red haired young man turned yellow and withered as soon as he lifted his cloak, and then became scorched black, as if it had been scorched alive.

The monks present saluted together: "see fire envoy."

This red haired young man is Yuanye, one of the four envoys of water, fire and thunder in the monsoon pond.

At this time, he waved his hand: "now there is no fire envoy, only Yuan Ye. What's the matter this time? Who attacked the cloth shop?"

The leader of these friars took a step forward and described the process.

Before Yuan ye heard in the street, it was all the content after he passed on the wrong information. Compared with the real situation, it was too different.

But even so, after hearing this, he frowned more tightly.

"So, the two tianxinjing were killed by that man in an instant?" Yuan Ye asks in a low voice.

"It's true. We saw it with our own eyes." The monk of Ning Mai Jing said quickly.

Yuan Ye ponders a little, and then asks, "what does that person look like and what kind of magic power he uses? You remember

"I remember." The monk nodded repeatedly, "at that time, we were not far away from the cloth shop, so we could see clearly."

Now the monk described Chu Yan's face.

Of course, the description is the appearance of Chu Yan wearing Wansheng ghost face.

Yuan Ye's expression changed at that time.

He was short of breath. He suddenly took out a picture and showed it to the friar: "is that what you mean?"

The monk didn't expect that Yuan Ye's reaction was so big. He was startled.

But the other side's tone was hasty and cautious, and he knew that it was very important, so he not only identified it carefully himself, but also called several people around him to identify it together.

Soon after, as like as two peas, the same answer was given: "it's not exactly the same, but at least three points are similar."

"Three points." Yuan Ye's expression eased a little, but his fist behind him was tighter than before.

Because the portrait he took out was the portrait of the teacher he had confirmed to have fallen - the monsoon pond!

"What about his powers? It's impossible to kill two heavenly heart gurus without magic power, isn't it? " Yuan Ye asks again.

"I remember that because the man was loud." One of the friars said in a loud voice, "it's a sword light."

"Sword light?" Yuan Ye's heart suddenly sinks.

When it comes to sword light, it comes to his mind all of a sudden

An answer is just around the corner.

And this monk, at this time, said a few words constantly emerging in his heart: streamer breaking shadow sword.

Yuan Ye is shocked, and his face is white and frightening.

"Master Huoshi, are you all right?"

"Fire emissary, what's the matter with you?"

Several nuns of Ning Mai Jing asked in a hurry.

After taking a few deep breaths, Yuan Ye's mind turns sharply.

He knows better than anyone what he has done.

At this time, a monk named tianxinjing, who was similar to Shifu in three aspects and mastered Shifu's skills, appeared. What he came directly to collect was Shifu's treasure house. These things can already explain a lot of problems.

The rest aside, one thing can be directly determined, that is, what you have done before and now, if you are known by this person, then the end will be more miserable than anyone else!

As soon as I read this, a sharp light flashed through Yuan Ye's eyes.