Chapter 921

Dead man! Dead man!

Forget the noisy streets of the ancient city, because of such a loud cry, suddenly fried pot.

Now, no matter the jugglers, the shopping malls, or the small stalls selling things, all swarmed through. They surrounded this small place with three floors inside and three outside.

Second in charge!

Several dog slaves have already rushed forward, picked up Ye Chen, and picked out the big man. Well, it is because the big man has been smashed and lost his human shape. The whole person has become a piece of meat pie and stuck on the ground.

The scene was bloody, and the onlookers were nauseous. They had not seen the dead. It was the first time that he saw such a bloody scene, and he witnessed how it happened at this time.

"Well, why die?" Some people point, mouth full of sigh, smack tongue.

"Bully men and women, do all kinds of evil, deserve to die." Some people speak resentful words, but they dare not look closer.

If you look at the two female scholars in white, they are scared to move. Their pretty faces are pale and their delicate bodies are shaking. They are pretty girls. They seldom go out on weekdays. They have never seen such a bloody scene.

Get out of the way! Get out of the way!

Soon, a noisy voice rang out, and the officials arrived. The leader was a sharp mouthed young man, who did not look ordinary, but was a Constable of the Yamen.

This guy is majestic, swaggering into the scene, but a look at the scene of blood hula, did not come up, the body of the river and sea, on the spot, spit, the whole person can not stand up, "grandma, bad years, see the dead, bad luck, really his mother's bad luck."

"Who did it." Seeing the eldest brother's vomiting, a yamen servant stood up and looked around. He was more ferocious than that big man.

As soon as this word came out, the onlookers pointed to the fainting Ye Chen with their fingers in unison, "it's this person who came down from above."

"Up and down?" The Yamen servant was stunned for a moment and looked up at the sky subconsciously.

"No matter where he comes from, pull away and bury him." Not far away, the constable who was still vomiting waved his hand, but he didn't go to see the scene of blood breathing. He was afraid that he would spit out his intestines.

Smell speech, two yamen servants rushed forward, a man grabbed a leg of Ye Chen, dragged to the outside of the city.

The holy master of heaven is so powerful that he was dragged away by two mortals. If a monk saw this, I don't know if he would cry on the spot. This scene is too frightening.

This time, the busy street of forget the ancient city, because of this tragic situation, become empty.

When I see dead people in the evening, my back is chilly when I walk the night road. Who has the leisure to go shopping, show art and set up a stall.

Outside the city, there is a mound with wild grass and dark. The cold wind is howling. If you listen carefully, you can hear the howling of fierce ghosts, because there are too many undead people buried here.

A piece of grass, ye Chen lying there, although breathing, but still in a faint state.

He was not buried alive, and the two yamen servants didn't have time to bury him alive. In the middle of the night, the chaotic tomb mounds were gloomy, and there was always the possibility of hitting a ghost. Who would dig a hole for him when he was idle.

Soon, the roar of the beast rang out. In the dark night, a dozen wild dogs came sniffing the smell and surrounded Ye Chen.

But soon, they went away one by one.

Look at Ye Chen's side, there are more things.

If you take a closer look, they are broken teeth. To be more precise, they are the teeth of wild dogs. They want to have a good meal, but they choose the wrong one.

Who is lying there? That's the Lord of heaven. Even in a faint state, nothing can be violated. Let alone a few wild dogs. Even if a monk comes, he can't break his domineering holy body.

Night, into a quiet, dark.

I don't know when, a cold wind whistling, a figure in black appeared in the mound mound.

He was a middle-aged man in black, with sharp eyes and a long sword hanging around his waist. He looked like a killer. He was full of the spirit of killing. In the mortal world, such a person must be a martial arts expert.

"Is that him, miss?" The middle-aged in black looked at the scholar in white who had just come up.

"It's... It's him." The female scholar in white nodded gently, as if she was afraid of the atmosphere here. When she spoke, she could not help but grab the middle-aged clothes in black, so that she could feel safe.

"Don't be afraid." The middle-aged man in black, with a gentle smile, carried Ye Chen and left the mound with a female scholar in white.

Ye Chen appears again in a mansion in the ancient city.

At night, there were a lot of people in the mansion. Most of them were doctors with medicine boxes on their backs. All of them were female scholars in white who invited Ye Chen to see ye Chen.

All over the place, three or five doctors around Ye Chen, looking at their arms and legs, touching their chest, breaking their eyes, and checking their whole body. Finally, they all looked at each other and said, "no... no harm!"

"I'm covered in blood. How can I be hurt?" The scholar in white looked at several doctors in amazement."No harm, indeed." Three or five doctors said definitely.

"I'll take the pulse." A doctor lifted up his sleeve and sat by the bed with his finger on the pulse of Ye Chen. He stroked his beard and listened to the pulse of Ye Chen calmly.

WOW!

Soon, there was a scream in the room. The doctor had collapsed to the ground, but he was stunned by Ye Chen's pulse.

This!

Not only the female scholar in white, but also the middle-aged in black were stunned for a moment. It was not that they had never seen the pulse, but it was only the pulse that made people faint. It was the first time they met.

"Miss Liu, we can't see this man." Several other doctors ran out with the medicine box on their back. Before they left, they did not forget to drag the doctor who was stunned by the shock.

"Uncle Yang, this The scholar in white looked at the middle-aged man in black.

"The pulse is so strong and strong. He should be a person with deep internal power. He is definitely a master of the martial arts experts." The middle-aged man in black murmured, "young lady, take it easy. If you have such internal power to protect your body, it should be OK."

Said, the black middle-aged gentle smile, up and down looked at the female scholar in white, "such as smoke, tonight's matter, I right don't know, go back to the daughter dress, let your father see, can't help but punish again."

"I forgot that. Thank you, uncle Yang." With a smile, the girl in white ran out of the room in a hurry.

Looking at the female scholar in white leaving, the middle-aged in black smiles and shakes her head, and her eyes are put on Ye Chen again. "Ordinary people can't have such internal power. This baby shouldn't be a monk!"

"Somebody, clean him up and change into clean clothes." The middle-aged man in black takes a deep breath, but he doesn't dare to use his internal power to test.

Soon, three or five servants came in, carrying a big barrel, and put Ye Chen, who was covered with blood, into the room. A group of ordinary people took off the essence of the holy master of heaven. Especially when they saw the extremely strong big guy, the eyes of those three or five servants were straight.

Night, once again into the quiet.

Ye Chen is still in a coma, after cleaning, was put on the comfortable big bed, sleep is very peaceful.

I don't know when, the candle light flickers in the room, a beautiful shadow walks in gently, take a closer look, it is the female scholar in white.

Now, her daughter's dress, less of a scholarly, more a woman's unique graceful and dignified, her face is not unique, but also has the posture of Qing Cheng, like a blooming lotus, fresh and refined.

Lianbu moved lightly, she tentatively came to the bed. When she saw Ye Chen, who was sleeping peacefully, she couldn't help being stunned.

Before, his face was clear, but his face was clear.

Subconsciously, she suddenly turned around, her hands clasped, and a charming red glow appeared on her cheek.

The candle flickered, and once again the house fell into silence.

She stood for a long time and did not know when she would look back and take a look.

Perhaps, this is the so-called love at first sight. Suddenly, her heart rippled, so that she could not help reaching out to touch the tired face full of vicissitudes.

"Miss, here comes the master." Soon, a voice came from outside the room. The voice was clear and beautiful, but the tone was a little hasty.

Smell speech, she hastily received jade hand, flustered ran out of the room, before leaving still don't forget to look back at a look, some coquettish, the corner of the mouth still hangs the gentle smile of the woman's unique.

After she left, a middle-aged man in a python robe stepped into the room. This is Liu Qingquan, the owner of the Liu family in the ancient city.

"That's him." The middle-aged man in black pointed to Ye Chen on the bed. "His internal power is so strong that I can't find a second one in Wulin today."

"Can it be a monk?" Liu Qingquan pondered.

"No, if you would like to invite the kuchan master of the imperial city to come and see it?" The middle-aged in Black said tentatively, "he is the only monk in Tianxiang kingdom. If he comes, maybe he can see something."

"That's good. If it's really an immortal, you can't neglect it." Liu Qingquan took a deep breath.

...........。

The night sky is deep and the stars are like dust.

In addition to the dragon and the dragon, they have no plan.

"You say, is there such a possibility?" Zhuge old man rubbed the sky eye, while looking at the crowd, "he has escaped from the wuwuwudaze, he may not be in it at all."

"Not without this possibility." Emperor Tianzong stroked his beard, "but if he has already escaped from Shengtian, why don't he contact Tianting? He won't know if the Tianting army is so large in battle."

"It may have been seriously injured." Zhong Jiang pondered, "maybe in a coma."

"There is no trace." On one side, hongchenxue looks at an old man in grey on his side. It is needless to say that he is Liu Neng, who is famous for looking for people."No Liu Neng held a compass in his hand and shook his head helplessly. "There is a mysterious force blocking the opportunity. The Lord is still in the daze, otherwise it is difficult to escape my pursuit."