Overriding the Heaven Chapter 478: I know it’s a trap

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Chapter 478 I know it’s a trap

Chu Yan remembered that the spring rains of previous years did not fall until at least the end of February and the beginning of March, and it would be accompanied by billowing spring thunders.

But this year, the spring rain at the end of January lasted for three full days, soft and soft, shrouded the earth in a hazy rain and mist.

The air is cool and fresh.

On this afternoon, Chu Yan wore a hat and came to Zhuxi Alley.

It's about a hundred and twenty miles away from the imperial city, and it's not in the downtown, but in the depths of the quiet old courtyard.

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

The back door of a household in the alley seems to be open at any time, and a young girl with a greased paper umbrella comes out and smiles gently at you.

"Is this the path my mother took?"

Chu Yan breathed the unfamiliar air around him, and walked forward slowly in the rain.

Zhuxi Lane is not deep, and the audience is about twenty feet long, and you can see your head at a glance.

Chu Qiangdong didn't tell Chu Yan what he was looking for in Zhuxi Alley, but Chu Yan didn't worry at all, because he believed that someone would take the initiative to tell him.

Soon, Chu Yan finished half of Zhuxi Alley.

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

A gray-haired, very simple-looking old woman is wrapping wontons on her side at the moment.

In the cauldron, the boiling water kept tumbling, exuding a strong aroma.

Chu Yan walked to the wonton stall, the old woman looked up at him and smiled: "Young man, do you have a bowl of wonton?"

Chu Yan smiled: "Old lady, how do you see that I am a young man?"

The old woman skillfully poured more than ten wontons into the pot, and the folds on her face were piled up with a smile: "Mother-in-law, although I am old, but my eyes are not flowers, how can I recognize a young man like you? I can’t come out."

"Oh, this way." Chu Yan nodded and slowly took off the hat he was wearing. "I thought you knew I would be here a long time ago, so you have been waiting."

Looking at the waxy yellow middle-aged man's face under the hat, the old woman who was cooking chaos froze suddenly, and the expression on her face instantly solidified.

"Look, I am a young man, don't you mean it?" Chu Yan smiled.

This disguise technique is exactly what Uslanma has to teach herself these days.

Although you can't fool the high-ranking monks, there is no problem in fooling the ordinary ones.

Sure enough, this old lady who cooks wontons, after being tried this way, she took the initiative to show her feet.

"Yes! I was waiting here long ago! Today, my Wanhai Gate has laid a net of heaven and earth, Chu Yan you are in trouble!" The next moment, the amiable smile on the old woman's face disappeared, replaced by the hideous face. , The man's rough voice came from his throat.

Before speaking, this guy waved his hand abruptly, and suddenly, a big pot of steaming wonton soup sprinkled over Chu Yan's head and face.

The boiling soup instantly exploded a thick cloud of mist in this drizzly alley.

Chu Yan almost backed away, but a small part of it fell on him.

A fragrant but not fragrant, smelly but not smelly smell passed into his nostrils. Chu Yan's face changed slightly, and when he looked down, he saw the wonton soup falling on his clothes, which had turned purple at this moment.

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

At this time, the old woman was grinning again and again, stretched out her hand and pulled along her neck, and suddenly she pulled off the human skin mask covering her face, revealing a man's proud face: "Yes, it's Bro Ling San. You can’t sense the aura of heaven and earth now, it depends on how you can cast spells! Come out!"

As the man screamed, dozens of figures suddenly appeared on the high walls at both ends of the alley.

Every figure is wearing a blue gown, with cold eyes, looking towards Chu Yan.

The disciples of these monks Wan Haimen are undoubtedly.

"Sure enough, as I thought, this Zhuxi Alley was the reason you decided to support Chu Qiangdong and his son." Chu Yan looked at the man behind the wonton stall and said, "No wonder the Wanhaimen disciple who was in the imperial city that day The strength is so weak, the strong are here."

Chu Yan looked around for a week.

The Wanhaimen disciple he saw at this moment was obviously much stronger than the ones in the imperial city a few days ago.

Not only that, but there are also a few figures among them, standing behind the crowd, making Chu Yan a little concerned.

Because these people did not show the mountains or dew water, but Chu Yan, who was astonishing in their consciousness, felt their aura like an abyss.

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

"It seems that you are as smart as the rumors, and with a little clue, you can guess the truth of the matter." The man sneered, "In this case, you will obediently hand over the thousand boxes. , In this way, I want you to take the initiative to hand in the treasures from Wan Haimen. Not only will you not blame you for killing your disciples, but will give you big rewards and let you enter the sect and become a disciple. What do you think?"

"This is really flattering, I almost believed what you said!" Chu Yan smiled and said, the next moment, taking a step forward, he rushed towards the man in front of him, "What are you talking about? , I don’t know at all, do you believe it or not?"

The alley is very narrow, and Chu Yan is very close to the man. At this moment, Chu Yan whips up a violent wind, breaks through the rain and fog, and rushes in front of the man.

"Toast without eating and eating free throws, you dare to be so arrogant after being hit by Dulingsan, I think you are--what's going on!" Before he finished speaking, the man felt a terrifying cyclone, like a meat grinder , With Chu Yan's punch, he smashed towards himself.

This whirling whirlwind, the momentum that crushes everything, is like the power that a monk who has hit the broken spirits can burst out.

This is simply--

Suddenly, a possibility flashed in the man's mind, which made him look horrified for an instant: "You are a body refiner——"

"It's late!" Chu Yan's face sank, his five fingers formed into claws, strangling the wind and rain, "The angry dragon is strangling!"

Huh!

Chu Yan pierced the chest of the man in front of him with a claw, and came out.

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

In the palm of Chu Yan's hand protruding from the back of the opponent, he was still holding a beating ball of flesh at this moment.

The man opened his hands, and his eyes showed a look of horror and despair.

His eyes met Chu Yan at this moment.

"Guess I know this is a trap, why come here?"

Boom!

Chu Yan squeezed the 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 or not?"