Overriding the Heaven Chapter 65: There is a scar on his neck

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Chapter 65 There is a scar on his neck

The entrance is narrow, and after entering, there is a long narrow passage.

But when he reached the end of the passage, Chu Yan suddenly realized that his eyes suddenly opened up.

It turns out that although the entrance of Langya Pavilion is located in the narrow alley in the center of the two buildings, the interior of Langya Pavilion is between the two floors, and the two buildings are opened up and connected together, so the interior looks exceptional Spacious.

At this moment, looking at it, this should be the hall. In the spacious space, at least forty people are practicing martial arts.

However, the martial arts and weapons practiced by these people are different.

Some others are doing simple strength training, bare-chested, showing strong muscles, lifting and lowering hundreds of kilograms of stone locks continuously, making a rhythmic haha ​​sound in their mouths.

Looking at this scene, this Langya Pavilion seems to be a place for martial artists to practice martial arts.

Chu Yan looked around, and was about to find someone to ask if this was the place the hotel owner Xia said. At this moment, he saw a middle-aged man walking towards him.

The middle-aged man looked at Chu Yan as he walked, and finally his eyes fell on the scar on Chu Yan's neck, showing a thoughtful look: "Well... there is a scar on his neck..."

While speaking, the middle-aged man has already walked in front of Chu Yan.

"Lao Xia let me come--"

Before Chu Yan finished speaking, the middle-aged man waved his hand: "I see. Come with me."

After speaking, he walked towards a door in the corner of the hall.

"Is this all right?" Chu Yan was suspicious, but he followed. "It seems that Lao Xia didn't lie to me. People here often buy blood marrow."

At the same time, in a room on the third floor of Langya Pavilion, Lin Miaoran was chatting with a woman who appeared to be in her forties.

Lin Miaoran is still dressed in white, but today is a strong outfit, but not the white dress she usually wears.

The young woman sitting opposite her has a slightly sallow face, giving people a feeling of recovery from a serious illness.

"Sister Liu, you are not in good health. Pay attention to rest. Actually, you don't need to take care of me." Lin Miaoran poured a cup of hot tea for the young woman and said at the same time.

The young woman smiled slightly and said: "It's okay to be idle anyway. I know my physical condition. It's an old problem. If I can lie down, I will be cured."

"If it hadn't been for me, you wouldn't be like this for Liusao, I'm afraid you would have been a cultivator in the vein state." Lin Miaoran's expression revealed a trace of sadness.

The young woman smiled and waved her hand: "How many times have you said this, don’t mention this old saying anymore. Now your talent is far more than mine. I’m afraid your father doesn’t know that you have been promoted to the fifth level of True Martial Realm. Try to hit the pulse condensing state."

"Yeah." Lin Miaoran nodded, "I, Liusao, and Furui know about this for now."

"The first genius of the Lin family." Looking at Lin Miaoran, the young woman sighed deeply, her eyes filled with compassion and love, "As long as everything goes well for you, no matter how hard I suffered, it will be worth it."

"Sister Liu, you can rest assured." Lin Miaoran resolutely said at this time, "I, Lin Miaoran, can swear here that I will definitely find a way to heal Liusao's injury so that you can return to the top."

Although knowing that there is little chance that her injury can be healed, Lin Miaoran's words still moved the young woman greatly.

Her eyes were slightly moist, and she smiled and said, "Let’s not talk about it. I hope that the guy I found today will satisfy you. This person is the most resistant person I can find in the ruins of this old town within my abilities. It’s a beating guy. About five years ago, this guy nicknamed the evil dragon was blocked by a group of people. His neck was chopped and the bones could be seen in the wound. As a result, he relied on his powerful body, not only He did not die. Instead, he covered his neck with one hand and a mountain axe in the other hand, hacking half of the group of people who blocked him. The rest was chased by him and chopped down seven streets before escaping, which is considered a life, but these People, never dared to appear in the old town site again."

"It's great that this guy can resist beatings. I hope that he won't be the same as those guys before. He hasn't had two tricks with me. Either crying for mercy, or just fainting."

"Anyway, in the ruins of this old town, as long as you mention the scar on your neck, you all know that it is an evil dragon."

"It’s great that this guy can resist beating. I hope that he won’t be like those guys before. He hasn’t had two tricks with me. Either he would cry his father and call his mother to kneel for mercy, or he would just faint and call. I can't even scream." Lin Miaoran's eyes showed expectation.

The woman looked at her and said with concern: "Miaoran, how sure are you now about the impact of the pulse condensing state?"

Lin Miaoran pondered for a moment, and said: "At the moment, I am afraid I only have one point, but if this dragon can resist beatings, it will make me more comfortable with my own power, and my performance may be improved to three points, if it is better. In the case of circumstance, five points or even six points are possible."

Hearing Lin Miaoran say this, the woman faintly guessed something: "Did you intend to—"

"Yes Liusao, I did think so." Lin Miaoran nodded and said, "I will be promoted to the Condensation Vessel Stage before the Xuanyue Sect accepts disciples. Because as far as I know, monks also have high and low status. The disciples of the Xuanyue Sect also have strict levels. Although I have been accepted as a disciple by the Xuanyue Sect because of the pure jade body, if I enter the Sect in the True Martial Realm, then I am the lowest class. The handyman disciple."

Speaking of this, in Lin Miaoran's eyes, the light flashes: "Since I have entered the sect, how can I be just the lowest handyman disciple."

When Lin Miaoran said these words, there was an infinite sense of confidence in the words.

At this moment, her emotions were also infected with blood in the woman's body.

The woman opened her mouth and was about to say something. At this time, the door of the room was knocked, and Furui's clear voice came from outside: "Miss, Miss."

After getting Lin Miaoran's permission, Furui pushed open the door, and after another salute to the woman, she said to Lin Miaoran, "Miss, someone just notified outside that the guy with the scar on the neck is coming."

"Okay! I can't wait anymore." Lin Miaoran stood up, took out an inscription pattern from her arms and pressed it on her face.

After a while, when she uncovered the inscription pattern, she was no longer the original pure and beautiful face, but became a normal-looking young man with thick lips.

Furei looked at Lin Miaoran for a moment, then suddenly covered her lips and smiled.

"Don't laugh." Lin Miaoran gave Furui a white look, and said: "If this is not the case, it is impossible for the entire Changqing Town to know that Miss Lin Miao, Lin Miaoran is looking for someone to fight at the old town site." /

"No, it's not." At the moment, Furui couldn't straighten up her laughter. She took a desperate breath, holding back her smile, and said: "Miss, please, don't talk like this. It’s so strange that a man’s face is a woman’s voice, hahahahahaha!"

Speaking of the back, she almost rolled onto the ground with a smile.

"I see, I will never speak! The dead girl is not allowed to laugh!" Lin Miaoran, angry and funny, yelled at Furui and walked out with arms akimbo.