Chapter 17 The Comer Is Not Good
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Under the eaves, the ringing of bells is crisp and pleasant. The ringtones are entangled with the sound of the wind, and they seem out of place.
In the distance, a hoof flew up and landed on the railing of the hallway. It glanced around vigilantly, a "cooing" sound coming out of its throat.
The three voices are mixed together, and they become more and more messy.
The door opened, and a man walked out, and with a gesture of his hand, the hoof's obedient flew over, landed on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear.
The man seemed to understand the bird's language and nodded frequently. After the Stygian finished speaking, it flew away on its own and disappeared into the distant sky. There was only one person left, standing alone in the cold wind.
A quarter of an hour later.
In the hall of the Yan family, a group of people sat around. Yan Su was in the middle, next to the current patriarch Yan Tianming, just now, it was he who received the message from the Dark Bird.
Seeing that several powerful figures in the family had arrived, Yan Tianming said with a solemn face: "Elders, there is an important matter to discuss when you gather everyone over. ”
"Tianming, it's okay to say something." Yan Su said.
"Hey, I just received a message from the Stygian that someone ambushed the clan and robbed our ghost vein stone." Yan Tianming sighed.
"Ahh What the? Someone robbed the ghost vein stone, when did this happen? ”
"Who is so bold and dares to touch the people of our Yan family. Tianming, have you found out who it is? ”
After hearing this news, several elders of the clan looked shocked and angry. In the city of Mustard, there has never been a master who dares to oppose the Yan family.
Yan Tianming shook his head and said helplessly: "It's not just our family that has been robbed, the Feng family and the Liang family have also been robbed. ”
"Huh? Dare to provoke the three of us at the same time, it seems that the comer is not good! Yan Su frowned, he was still wondering if these two families were secretly making trouble, but now it seems that there should be someone else.
"Hmph, no matter whether he is good or not, if he dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head, he will be unable to eat and walk around. Tianming, if there's anything we old guys need to do, just ask. One of the hot-tempered elders took the initiative to ask for help.
"Yes, Tianming boy, you just tell me." The crowd chimed in.
Yan Su also nodded, and said in support: "You are the patriarch, this matter should be up to you, the strength of the family, as you move, at all costs, find out the enemy, if necessary, you can join forces with the other two." ”
"Yes, juniors understand." Yan Tianming got up and saluted everyone, saying.
At the same time, in another hut of the Yan family.
A teenager sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, and he breathed quietly. With the circulation of his exercises, the soul power between heaven and earth gathered, and a trace of it wandered in the meridians. The rest surrounded the boy and surrounded him, looking like a mist from the outside.
Time seems to stand still.
"Whew!" With a breath, the boy stopped practicing. The surrounding mist suddenly dissipated, and there was no shadow.
The young man Huo Ran opened his eyes, his dark eyes flickered, and the slightest trace of soul power leaked out, surging with thick power. Suddenly, he threw a punch that hit the air. A seemingly innocent punch made a familiar sound of air explosion.
"Soul power, it's really recovered, it's great. It's a nostalgic feeling. The teenager was excited.
In addition to being excited, he reached out to touch the jade on his chest and said with a smile: "Uncle Nine, my strength is back." ”
"Well, I know, the recovery is good...... Boy, don't act recklessly in the future, if I hadn't protected your heart in time yesterday, you would have seen Hades by now. Zhan Motong reprimanded.
Yesterday in the Yaowang Pavilion, Yan Sanjun took Gongsun Wensong's palm, and after falling into a coma, he was sent back by the golden shopkeeper. At that time, Yan Su happened to be back home, and after learning the ins and outs of the matter from Yan Wan'er, he smashed a stone table with an angry slap.
Originally, Yan Su planned to go to the Medicine King Pavilion in person to ask for an explanation, but was persuaded back by the current patriarch. First, the Medicine King Pavilion was almost all over the entire underworld, and its power was too strong, even the Yan family, who was the "head snake" of Mustard City, was unwilling to easily tear their faces with it.
Second, in order to apologize, the Medicine King Pavilion presented several valuable medicinal materials, which were worth a lot of money, and several of them were selected by Yan Sanjun before. Others are high-grade medicinal herbs that replenish soul power.
Of course, Yan Su didn't take a fancy to these medicinal herbs, the most important thing was that he checked Yan Sanjun's injuries and didn't hurt the vital points, so he gave up.
"Hehe, Uncle Jiu, I just want to test the power of Maoshan Mudra?" Yan Sanjun said with a hippie smile.
"Oh, what do you think of it after you tried it?" Uncle Nine asked with interest.
"Well, two words, amazing, very powerful." Yan Sanjun gave a thumbs up and praised.
"Hey, that's nothing, the awesome ones are yet to come! But then again, boy, you only watched me do it once, and you were able to use it immediately, and your understanding is quite high. Uncle Nine said with a little surprise.
"Hehe, it's all taught well by Uncle Nine." Yan Sanjun laughed and patted the horse.
"Hmph, you're self-aware." There was a hint of pride in Uncle Jiu's vicissitudes of life, he paused, and continued: "There are still three kinds of seven-flavor medicinal materials I want, you can go to the Medicine King Pavilion later, and be sure to buy the remaining three." ”
"Ah, go back, Uncle Nine, I'm afraid they won't welcome me now!" Yan Sanjun said with a little worry.
"That's not necessarily, don't forget, you are the one who has passed the trial of the Medicine King Pavilion, they can't wait for you to join, how can they be willing to refuse people thousands of miles away!" Zhan Motong reminded.
Yan Sanjun pondered for a while, felt that his words were reasonable, and nodded: "Yes, then I'll go again!" ”
After a while, Yan Sanjun got out of bed and had just stretched his muscles, but he heard a rush of running outside.
Then, there was a knock on the door outside.
Yan Sanjun hurriedly opened the door and saw a panicked house slave standing outside the door. As soon as he saw him, he said, "Third Young Master, it's not good." Someone is coming for your trouble. ”
"Oh, looking for me? Who is it? Yan Sanjun frowned and asked.
"It's a group of soldiers, and the leader seems to be called Hong Tao." House slave road.
"It's him...... How many people came? ”
"There are ten of them, all in the front yard, and they are looking for you by name. Third Young Master, I don't think they are good, you better hide first! ”
"Hmph, it's just a bunch of minions, I'll settle it. You go down first! Yan Sanjun snorted coldly and said.
As soon as these words came out, the house slave who reported the news was stunned, and thought that he had heard it wrong, so he looked at Yan Sanjun with a stunned face, and asked in a low voice: "Third young master, do you mean ......?"
"Don't you understand? I said, I'm going to settle it myself. Yan Sanjun clenched his fists, and under the surprised eyes of the slave, he quickly walked towards the front yard.