Chapter 801: Good place to gather wind and gas

For three days, Chu Yan's never stopped moving forward.
However, in this process, he turned back several times, so handsome that he was confused, and did not know where Chu Yan's destination was.
In other words, Chu Yan was simply trying to avoid the Tang curtain, and fluttered like a headless fly.
After handsome asked this question, Chu Yan did not explain in detail.
He simply responded: "Preparing for the worst."
In the past few days, because the topography and landscape of Wan Yao's burial ground changed at any time, Chu Yan walked through a snowy field, stepped out of a muddy swamp, and crossed a canyon.
On the third night, when Chuan came to the grassland with sporadic numbers, Chu Yan found a body under a big tree.
"I've been dead for a while." The handsome jumped first and sniffed at the body.
The corpse was hard, and there was no sense of aura.
This shows that the heaven and earth aura that this monk absorbed during the practice have all returned to nature.
"What's the matter with you?" Seeing Chu Yan staring at the corpse, his handsomeness was a little strange.
It jumped from Chu Yan's shoulder again in puzzlement, and drew closer to the body to observe carefully.
This monk apparently was severely wounded, and fled here all the way to death.
The fatal injury was a huge wound on his chest that almost cut him in half.
With such a degree of injury, he was able to escape all the way, which is enough to see that this monk has a strong vitality.
"Do you think there is something wrong?"
Looking left and right, still can't see where this corpse is worthy of attention, handsome could not help but ask again.
There is a monk's body in Wan Yao's burial ground.
Chu Yan, what are you doing like this?
"This guy." Chu Yan pointed to the corpse, "It should have been the double consummation of Ningmai Realm before his death."
"Yeah, what's wrong with that-huh?" The words had just finished, and he froze handsomely.
Its eyes drifted away from Chu Yan, murmured: "You are also in the complete condensate environment ... Do you mean, isn't this a coincidence?"
"Nothing that happens now can be taken as a coincidence." Chu Yan shook his head and said, "If you say so, the other party's, it began to tighten."
"How do you know?" The handsome face tightened.
To tell the truth, Xiao Baizhu's heart still cares about Chu Yan.
After all, this is the first human companion it knows, and this companion is also very good to him. His own dad also likes him very much.
"They should have guessed that I can hide my identity, or that they are holding the idea of ​​Ning killing mistakes without letting go." Chu said: "As long as the realm is the same as mine, I treat them as if I were.
For them, the action is so fierce that they are not worried at all, then there can only be one reason-- "
"What is it?" Handsome asked quickly.
Chu Yan took a deep breath and said lightly: "They have the confidence not only to lock my position in a short period of time, but also to ensure that I have nowhere to run."
The handsome heard the words, his heart tightened: "How short is it in a short time?"
Chu Yan did not answer immediately, but closed his eyes and stood still.
Handsome knows that this is Chu Yan thinking.
So it did not ask any more, but waited silently for an answer.
After a moment, Chu Yan opened his eyes: "It's my time. This time should be about four or five days."
"Hoo--" The handsome heard the words, relieved, "If you say that, you still have a few days to deal with it. Fortunately, we found this guy's body today, so we can be on guard in time-"
"We couldn't determine the position of the Tang curtain three days ago." Chu Yan said again just after the handsome voice had just fallen.
He was handsome and looked at Chu Yan and continued: "So minus three days, we have only two days left, and at least one day is ready."
"This ..." Handsome swallowed hard.
It felt his throat dry.
But Chu Yan's face did not see the slightest anxiety and impatience at the moment.
Looking around for a week, Chu said to himself, murmured: "The scenery here is beautiful, Feng Shui is really good, if you are buried, it is a good choice."
After speaking, Chu Yan grabbed the handsome man over his shoulder and strode toward a canyon ahead.
At night, the abrupt canyon was as if the plain suddenly burst into a huge mouth, dark and dazzling, intimidating.
The handsome squatted on Chu Yan's shoulders, followed him step by step, toward the darkness.
Ear still heard Chu Yan's self-talking voice: "In the future, your descendants will be grateful to me for burying you in this good place to gather wind and gas."
...
Time passes another day.
November 4th of that year.
The monks at Wan Yao Burial Ground did not have any special feelings about the days.
Here you can step into the sky or step into hell.
No one knows what they will get tomorrow.
But for Tang Mu, the elapsed time seemed like a drop of oil falling on his heart.
He couldn't be relieved for a moment when he couldn't get the news from Chu Yan.
Huang Cong vowed at that time that the time limit given was within five days.
But now, four days have passed and there is still no specific news of Chu Yan.
But one thing that gave him a little comfort was that after being exposed to the sister juice from the sister Huang Si that day, Chu Yan did not keep the same distance from him.
The speed at which the opponent walked was significantly accelerated.
That shows that Huang Cong's guess was correct.
The other party is now panicked.
And judging from the situation of the other party scurrying around in the past few days, Chu Yan is a headless flies at this time.
But even so, Tang Mu still could only sense Chu Yan, but couldn't see him.
"This guy is just a crazy dog! No! No crazy dog ​​like him has been running like this for four consecutive days!"
The Tang curtain cursed fiercely inside.
At the same time, however, the Tang Dynasty had to admit that Chu Yan's physical strength and continuous aura were indeed amazing.
If an ordinary monk in the Ningmai Realm was chased by him, he would lose both physical strength and aura, and he would be unscrewed.
At this time, the more Tang Mu thought, the more uncomfortable and uneasy he felt.
After pondering for a while, he walked to Huang Cong.
Huang Cong, with an unnatural smile on her face, was feeding her younger sister Huang Si at this time, eating flies.
"Good, you can grow fat for nothing, and have the strength to kill the enemy for me." Huang Cong held a plump green head fly as big as a thumb and fingernails, waving in front of Huang Si.
Snapped--
Huang Sikou shot a purple line suddenly, and in the air there was a sound like a flapping whip.
The green-headed fly was suddenly gone.