C478 I Know It's a Trap
C478 I Know It's a Trap
But this year, at the end of January, it rained for three whole days. The rain was gentle and soft, enveloping the entire land in a hazy mist.
The air was cool and fresh.
Just that afternoon, Chu Yan arrived in front of Bamboo Creek Lane wearing his bamboo hat.
This place was about 120 miles away from the Imperial City. Moreover, it wasn't in the busy city, but deep within a quiet and ancient courtyard.
Stepping on the rough green stone road, looking at the moss on both sides of the street which was following the spring rain, Chu Yan suddenly had a feeling, it was as if he had arrived at a tranquil and tranquil world.
The back door of a certain household in the alleyway seemed as if it could be opened at any time. A young girl with an oil-paper umbrella came out and gently smiled at you.
"Is this the path my mother took?"
Chu Yan breathed in the unfamiliar air around him, and slowly walked forward in the rain.
Bamboo Creek Lane was not very deep, the entire arena was only sixty meters, and one could see the end of it at a glance.
Chu Qiangdong did not tell Chu Yan what he was looking for, but Chu Yan was not worried at all, because he believed that someone would take the initiative to tell him.
Very quickly, Chu Yan finished walking through half of the Bamboo Creek Lane.
Near the center of the alley, under the eaves, was a wonton stand.
A white-haired, simple-looking old lady was currently wrapping a wonton on one side.
Within the large pot, boiling water continuously boiled, emitting a rich fragrance.
Chu Yan walked in front of the wonton stall, the old granny looked up at him and smiled: "Young lad, do you want a bowl of wontons?"
Chu Yan laughed: "Old granny, when did you see that I am a young lad?"
The old granny skillfully poured more than ten wontons into the pot, the wrinkles on her face were all laughing together, "Although granny is old, my eyes are still fresh. How can I not recognize a young man like you?"
"Oh, so it's like that." Chu Yan nodded his head and slowly took off his bamboo hat, "I had thought that you had already known that I would come here so you had been waiting all this time."
Looking at the waxy yellow middle-aged man's face under the bamboo hat, the grandma who was currently boiling the primal chaos suddenly froze. The expression on her face instantly froze.
"You see, I'm a young man, aren't you surprised?" Chu Yan laughed.
This disguise technique was something he had been looking for Wusilanma to teach him for the past few days.
Even though he couldn't deceive high-level cultivators, deceiving ordinary people wouldn't be a problem.
Sure enough, this wonton cooking grandma had voluntarily revealed herself after he gave her a try.
"That's right!" I've been waiting here for a long time! Today, my Wanhai Sect has already set up an inescapable trap, Chu Yan, you will not be able to escape! " The next moment, the amiable smile on the grandma's face disappeared, replaced by a ferocious expression. The voice that came out of her throat was also the rough voice of a man.
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his hand and in that moment, a huge pot of hot wonton soup poured towards Chu Yan's face.
The boiling water in the broth instantly exploded into a rolling mist in the drizzling alleyway.
Chu Yan almost retreated, but there was still a small portion of the impact that landed on his body.
A smell that was both fragrant and fragrant, yet smelly and smelly entered his nose, causing Chu Yan's expression to change slightly. Lowering his head, he saw that the wonton soup that had landed on his clothes had turned purple.
"This is — Jianling Powder!" Chu Yan frowned, and looked at the old lady.
Instantly, she ripped off the human skin mask that covered her face, revealing a man's extremely pleased face: "Not bad, it's the Jianling Powder, you can't sense the nature's spirit energy right now, let's see how you're going to use the technique! Come out! "
Following the man's stern shout, dozens of silhouettes appeared on the high walls on both sides of the alleyway.
Every single figure was wearing a blue gown, and their eyes were cold as they looked at Chu Yan.
There was no doubt about it, these cultivators were all from the Wan Hai Sect Disciple.
"Indeed, it's as I thought. This Bamboo Creek Lane is the reason why you decided to support the Chu Qiangdong father and son duo, right?" Chu Yan looked at the man behind the wonton stall and said, "No wonder the Wan Hai Sect Disciple in the Imperial City that day were so weak, the strong ones were all here."
Chu Yan looked around.
The Wan Hai Sect Disciple he was looking at right now was evidently much stronger than the Wan Hai Sect Disciple he had seen a few days ago.
Not only that, there were even a few figures standing behind the crowd, which Chu Yan was a little concerned about.
Because even though these people did not reveal their skills, Chu Yan, whose consciousness was astonishing, could feel their aura that was like an abyss.
Compared to the Wanhai Sect Royal Deacon that he had killed three days ago, these few people were clearly much stronger!
"It looks like you're as smart as the rumors say. Just a little clue and you'll be able to guess the truth." The man sneered, "If that's the case, then hand over the klystron box. This way, my Wanhai Sect will remember that you took the initiative to hand over the treasure, and not only will we not blame you for killing our sect's disciples, but we will also reward you greatly, so that you can enter the sect and become a disciple. What do you think?"
"This is really shocking, I almost believed your words!" Chu Yan said while smiling. In the next moment, he took a step forward and rushed towards the man in front of him, "I don't know anything about the klystron box you guys are talking about, do you believe me?"
The alleyway was very narrow, and Chu Yan was extremely close to the man. In a split second, Chu Yan swept up a gust of wind, broke through the rain mist, and charged in front of the man.
"You don't want to drink and eat the penalty ball, and yet you dare to be so arrogant after being hit by a Jianling Powder. I think you are - what's going on!" Before he even finished speaking, the man felt a terrifying cyclone, like a meat grinder, following Chu Yan's fist toward him with a loud bang.
This howling whirlwind, the aura that could crush everything, how did it even look like the explosive power of a cultivator struck by a Jianling Powder.
This was simply —
Suddenly, a possibility appeared in the man's mind, causing him to instantly reveal an extremely shocked expression: "You are body refiner — —"
"Too late!" Chu Yan's face darkened, his five fingers formed claws, stirring up the wind and rain, "Angry Dragon Disc for death!"
Swish!
Chu Yan's claw pierced through the man's chest and exited through his body.
A large amount of fresh blood, mixed with chunks of flesh, sprayed onto the wall behind the man.
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Chu Yan's palm that reached out from the other party's back was still grabbing onto a ball of meat that was constantly jumping.
The man opened his arms, his eyes filled with horror and despair.
His gaze met Chu Yan's gaze at that moment.
"Guess I know this is a trap, why did I come here?"
Bang!
Chu Yan crushed his heart.
The instant his life force was extinguished, the man heard Chu Yan's low laugh. "Because I wanted to kill all of you, do you believe me?"