The line of fate is much more complicated than Yan Chuan imagined, and some of the obscure things in it are not something that Yan Chuan can understand now, but Yan Chuan is not for nothing, in the process of exploration, Yan Chuan followed the line of fate on his body, followed the vine, and entered another place.

"Where is this?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, Yan Chuan looked at the surrounding environment, and it was still the grass he was in, but it felt a little different.

What's the difference?

A big question mark arose in my mind.

The meadow is still the same meadow, and the night has not changed at all, the only thing that has changed is myself.

Without thinking much about it, Yan Chuan suddenly made a decision in his heart: "Go back to Ruisi Town, find Liu Huwei, find out his purpose for framing him, and then kill him." ”

Taking advantage of the night, Yan Chuan immediately moved.

Following the direction of his memory, Yan Chuan sneaked into Ruisi Town.

He didn't go to Mu Xingfan, but ran to Ji Chen's mansion, the second eldest of the nine families.

Going to Mu Xingfan will only implicate their father and son again, which is the last thing Yan Chuan wants to see, as for why he is looking for Ji Chen instead of the boss Jiang Qiong, it is because Ji Chen is only the ninth order, and he is injured, so it will be much easier to deal with.

Yan Chuan wants to start with the people of the Nine Great Families first and find out the truth of Liu Huwei.

In the Ji family's mansion, there are not many guards, this should be related to Ji Chen's character, Ji Chen is thirsty for killing, and he is the first to rush to the front in any fight, and it is not the turn of the guards to shoot. Therefore, the guards of the Ji Mansion are more distributed around as eyeliner.

However, with the strength of these guards, no trace of Yanchuan can be found.

Yan Chuan found Ji Chen's room and sneaked in quietly.

At this time, it was late at night, and Ji Chen was lying on the bed to sleep.

The sound of snoring from the sonic roof tiles perfectly covered up the small sound of Yan Chuan's entry, but with Ji Chen's ninth-order strength, he was the first to notice the existence of other people.

Wake up from your sleep: "Who?"

didn't give Ji Chen any chance, and as soon as Yan Chuan entered, he gave Ji Chen a small fluctuating palm.

As soon as he sat up from the bed, he suffered a heavy blow, Ji Chen was shocked, and his internal organs were damaged, making him unable to move.

"Don't scream or die. ”

As soon as Ji Chen raised his head, he saw a pair of cold eyes staring at him, with a surprised expression on his face: "Is it you?

Yan Chuan looked at Ji Chen indifferently and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I ask you a question, you answer, dare to say panic and die." ”

Ji Chen was dissatisfied with Yan Chuan's statement: "Hmph, I, Ji Chen, can do anything, but I can't lie." ”

Yan Chuan still believed in Ji Chen's words a little, Ji Chen's two bets before were lost, but he was not annoyed, but kept his promise and was willing to lose.

Thinking of this, Yan Chuan asked, "Why are you helping Liu Huwei, what is his purpose?"

Ji Chen replied: "I don't know what his purpose is, I only know that the boss said that we must try to have a good relationship with Ling Wumen in order to rely on them to revitalize our clan." ”

The "my clan" that Ji Chen said was different from what Yan Chuan understood, Yan Chuan only thought that he was talking about the nine families.

Yan Chuan was emotional, and he spoke out angrily: "So you don't hesitate to join forces with Liu Huwei for the sake of your own family, and frame me? ”

"Framed?" Liu Huwei, as the seventh disciple of Ling Wumen, has all his status, status, fame and fortune, why did he frame you?" Ji Chen asked rhetorically.

Ji Chen is obviously convinced of Liu Huwei's identity, and it is precisely because of this that their nine families will spare no effort to support Liu Huwei.

"Seventh disciple?" Yan Chuan muttered, he hadn't paid attention to it before, but when he calmed down, he noticed something strange.

Isn't he the seventh disciple of Master?

Could it be a coincidence?

Or is Liu Huwei the fake one?

As soon as this thought arose, it lingered in Yan Chuan's heart.

Seeing that Yan Chuan suddenly fell silent, Ji Chen added: "Yes, the senior brother of the Ling Wu Sect revealed a few years ago that the master of the Ling Wu Sect, who had not accepted an apprentice for a long time, had accepted a new personal disciple. ”

Yan Chuan seized the loophole in Ji Chen's words and raised his own question: "Did Senior Brother Survival say who is the surname of that personal disciple?"

"It's... I haven't heard of it. ”

"Then how do you know that Liu Huwei is the seventh disciple of Ling Wumen?"

"He has the token of Ling Wumen in his hand. As if he was afraid that Yan Chuan would not believe it, Ji Chen affirmed: "That token Brother Jiang Qiong has personally checked it, this matter is true, and it can't be faked." ”

At this point, Yan Chuan already had the bottom in his heart, Ji Chen's words seemed to be flawless, but in fact, there were many loopholes, there was no way to prove Liu Huwei's identity, and the so-called token could also be stolen, or obtained through other channels, but no one would believe it if he said it, after all, Ling Wumen had always been strict with his own tokens, and would not make such a low-level mistake.

The merits of it have yet to be verified, but the only thing Yan Chuan can be sure of is that he did not impersonate, no matter what Liu Huwei's purpose is, such an act is absolutely unforgivable.

Yan Chuan's expression gradually became cold, and he said fiercely: "Where is Liu Huwei now?"

"His itinerary is not a secret, what can I tell you? He had left Ruisi Town two days earlier for Chimen Creek in the east. Ji Chen said truthfully.

Yan Chuan asked, "Where exactly did you go?"

Ji Chen said: "Chimen Creek Jueyuan Town. ”

"Chimenxi Jueyuan Town?"

Repeating what Ji Chen said, Yan Chuan was a little familiar with the name, but he just couldn't remember where he had heard it.

Before he had time to think about it, Yan Chuan suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis coming behind him, and cold sweat broke out in an instant, and he turned around abruptly and opened his body's defense to the maximum.

A black palm carried a strong wind howling, and the whirring wind was accompanied by the cold air of Senran, which was terrifying.

In the crisis, Yan Chuan only saw a bright waist card swinging in the wind, and then subconsciously closed his eyes.

When Yan Chuan opened his eyes, the black palm had disappeared, and he was sitting on a grass at this time, and the stars were twinkling in the dark night, showing off his extraordinaryness.

It's still that meadow.

"What's going on?"

Panting heavily, Yan Chuan hadn't recovered from the emergency just now.

It was a little bit of a shot just now, why is it sitting on the grass unharmed now?

Yan Chuan was puzzled, and was about to get up to look around, but as soon as he moved his body, he found that his arms were heavy, as if something was pressing down.

It's a bean ring.

It's still the same grass, and the little bean ring in his arms sleeps equally peacefully.

Isn't this scene the scene before I went back to Ruisi Town to find Ji Chen?

Yanchuan is messy, he must be dreaming.

He calmed down, felt carefully, and finally knew what was wrong.

What just happened is not a dream, it is real.

All this happened "attributed" to the thread of fate.

Yan Chuan noticed that there was a special light flashing in the thread of fate that connected him, if he guessed correctly, it was the thread of fate that brought him back to Ruiji Town, in other words, everything that happened just now was not real, but what he saw in the thread of fate, what was about to happen.

What might happen when he chooses to go back to Ruisi Town.

What Yan Chuan sees is not all about the future, but a possible outcome after he makes a choice. A predictable result, a deducible future, but there are many mysteries that cannot be explored, and Yan Chuan has no way to understand it.

When Yan Chuan's black palm fell, he saw the waist card, which he was very familiar with, with the word "ugly" written on it, and there was no doubt about the identity of the sneak attacker, it was the ugly guard among the black-clothed guests.

If the thread of fate is just a kind of deduced future, then why can it know the existence of the ugly guard and let Yan Chuan really feel it.

"I might be dreaming. ”

Yan Chuan laughed at himself uncertainly, and redevoted himself to cultivation, although he couldn't believe it, but he was born with a kind of attachment, and he would never give up until he figured out the role of the line of life.

Yan Chuan devoted himself to the thread of fate, maybe there was a trace of fluctuation in his heart, coupled with the sincerity of his curiosity, this time it was not so smooth, he was unwilling to try again, and the anxiety in his heart seemed to affect the thread of fate, making it tremble slightly.

As soon as the picture turned, Yan Chuan's eyes were met by pitch black, bottomless black.

Yan Chuan couldn't see anything, he closed his eyes and tried to relax, compared to the black with his eyes closed, the darkness around him seemed deeper and more terrifying.

With a long exhalation, Yan Chuan opened his eyes again, and this time, he felt differently. Although he couldn't see anything around him, he could clearly feel that there were a lot of people around.

There was a commotion around them, and then there was a terrible sound.

"For your own sake, you can even design with us. ”

"We are yourself, and you don't even let us go for your own selfish desires. ”

"You madman. ”

"I'm going to kill you. ”

"Kill you. ”

The sound of abuse kept coming, and the fear in Yan Chuan's heart seemed to be touched by something at this moment, and he couldn't stop popping up, and his back was soaked with sweat again.

In the invisible space, noisy voices continued to echo, and Yan Chuan could feel that the people around him were getting closer and closer as the sound diffused.

Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed his feet, Yan Chuan desperately broke free but couldn't shake it off, more and more hands wrapped around him, and pulled him deeper into the darkness.

The fear in his heart made Yan Chuan feel powerless for a while, like a helpless baby falling into the water, and the feeling of suffocation arose.

"Don't..."

Yan Chuan let out a trembling voice and opened his eyes vigorously.

It's still black, but it's darker than before. The dark clouds did not know when they obscured the sky, but at this time, driven by the wind, they slowly dissipated and left, and the stars in the sky with a little silver light fell on the earth again, so that the night was covered with a bright film.

Seeing the familiar meadow, Yan Chuan was relieved, and couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, his heart was full of puzzlement, "Was that a dream just now?"

Dreams are called dreams because it's only when you wake up that you realize how unreal what has just happened.