Chapter 97 One Hundred Meters Through Yang (23)
As the sound got closer, Chen An quickly saw a group of monks through the leaf cracks in front, a group of monks from the Black Iron Villa with machetes on their backs.
With a glance, there are a hundred or eighty people.
"Um?"
Chen An frowned, and unexpectedly found a familiar face among the group of monks from the Black Iron Villa.
Not someone else.
It was the bearded male cultivator who had conflicts with him in the cheap district of Fangshi back then.
At this moment, this bearded male cultivator is among the group of cultivators from the Black Iron Villa.
"It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia."
Chen An smiled inwardly, and continued to observe the situation of the group of monks from the Black Iron Villa.
Headed by a middle-aged man, the breath on his body has been restrained, and the specific cultivation level cannot be estimated.
But one thing is certain, at least he is also a foundation-building power.
Because from the conversation just now, it can be known that the other party is an elder from the Black Iron Villa.
The elders of the Bamboo Leaf Gang all started with foundation building, so it goes without saying that the Heitie Villa is even more powerful.
"It's strange, these monks from the Black Iron Villa have obviously entered the range of my spiritual perception, why can't the spiritual sense perceive it, but hear it with my ears?"
Chen Huo was puzzled.
But soon, he figured it out, and guessed that the other party probably had a magic weapon that could shield the perception of spiritual consciousness.
After all, there is going to be a night attack, so we must find a way to block some conventional means of perception.
Otherwise, the monks inside would have sensed it before they got close to the Bamboo Leaf Gang.
"It seems that the role of spiritual consciousness is not as great as imagined. It is okay to use it to explore the terrain, but it is a bit useless to use it to perceive monks."
Chen An thought in his heart.
After that, he looked at his wife and concubine aside and said:
"I sense that a large group of monks from the Black Iron Villa are approaching us quickly in a forest hundreds of meters away from us. We have to leave here."
The expressions of the three wives and concubines changed immediately when they heard this.
Immediately, they took action one after another.
Gu Xinyue had a thought, and put all the kitchen utensils and ingredients into the storage bag.
Song Huaying quickly picked up her daughter.
Wen Zhiyun asked worriedly: "Husband, where are the people from Heitie Villa?"
Her facial perception is far inferior to that of Chen An, and until now she has not been able to notice that the monks from the Black Iron Villa are approaching her.
"Use this to see, it's over there."
Chen An took out a binoculars from the storage bag and handed it to Wen Zhiyun, pointing to a direction through the leaf crack and said to her.
Wen Zhiyun took the binoculars and looked at Chen An's pointing.
Finally, in a forest about five or six hundred meters away, Wen Zhiyun saw the group of monks from the Black Iron Villa.
When her eyes fell on the head of the elder of Heitie Mountain Villa, Wen Zhiyun couldn't help but slightly frowned her beautiful willow eyebrows, and said in a subtle tone:
"Husband, I know the monk from the Black Iron Villa leading the team."
"you know?"
Chen An couldn't help being surprised.
Wen Zhiyun explained: "Do you still remember that I went to the battlefield to earn a rent-free certificate, and then I was severely injured by a foundation-builder from the Black Iron Villa?"
"Yun'er, what do you mean, the monk from the Black Iron Villa who led the team was the one who chopped you up on the battlefield?"
"right."
Wen Zhiyun nodded.
Chen An raised his eyebrows, thinking that today is really a narrow road for Yuanjia.
Not only did I meet my enemies, but I also met my wives and concubines.
But even so, Chen An had no intention of avenging Wen Zhiyun.
It's not some revenge for killing your father.
He was only injured on the battlefield.
Very normal thing.
There is no need to take the risk of revenge for Wen Zhiyun.
After all, once the car overturns, it will be beyond redemption.
Where there is life, there is hope.
It's a big deal. When I become stronger in the future, I will go to Heitie Villa to avenge Wen Zhiyun.
I thought so in my heart.
Chen An urged the three wives and concubines: "Okay, let's leave quickly, so as not to cause trouble."
"Well, I listen to my husband."
Wen Zhiyun put down the binoculars after speaking. Although she wanted to seek revenge from the other party in her heart, it was very unreasonable from a rational point of view.
Really revenge, but it's just a moment.
And if the boat capsized in the gutter, it would be beyond redemption.
"Sister Wen, can you lend me the telescope, I want to see the group of monks from the Black Iron Villa."
Song Huaying's curiosity became restless again, and she looked at Wen Zhiyun in a low voice and asked.
Wen Zhiyun doesn't care, if you just look at it, it won't take long, so he handed the binoculars to Song Huaying, and said with a smile: "Yinger, let's take a look."
"Thank you, Sister Wen!"
Song Huaying took the binoculars with a smile.
Then, following the direction Wen Zhiyun pointed, he saw the group of monks from the Black Iron Villa through the binoculars.
It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, you are stunned.
Then in the next second, he lost control of his emotions and said:
"Husband, my lord, yes, it's the monk who gave my whole family to..."
Song Huaying's body was trembling instinctively, and the binoculars in her hand fell to the ground for a moment. She wanted to continue talking, but suddenly she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't make a sound.
Seeing this, Chen An quickly asked: "Ying'er, what's wrong?"
Song Huaying's eyes were moist in an instant, her whole body was very unstable, and she said with a slight cry: "Husband, the monk who killed my Song family, he, he is among the monks in the Black Iron Villa..."
Chen An frowned upon hearing this, stepped forward to gently wipe away her tears, and asked, "Which one is it, tell my husband."
"Yes, it's the one in the middle of the line with a beard on his face."
Song Huaying sobbed a little.
After finishing speaking, seeing that Chen An seemed to have the idea of avenging her, she immediately sobbed and said:
"Husband, husband, let's go quickly."
It is true that she wants revenge, but at this moment her rationality is not completely influenced by emotions, and she knows what to do and what not to do.
You can’t let your husband take risks just because of your own selfish desires.
Chen An wiped away Song Huaying's tears again, and said in a calm voice, "Kill your enemy before leaving."
Wen Zhiyun on the side heard the words and wanted to persuade Chen An not to be impulsive, but when he saw Song Huaying's heartbroken look, he finally swallowed it back and was unable to speak.
Chen An picked up the binoculars on the ground, put it in Song Huaying's hands, and said calmly, "Yinger, use this binoculars to watch carefully, and see how my husband can travel 100 meters through Yang to avenge you."
"Husband..."
"Don't look at your husband, use binoculars to look at your genocide enemy."
Chen An raised Song Huaying's arm as he spoke, put the binoculars in front of her eyes, and aimed at the team at Heitie Villa.
After everything is ready.
Chen An mobilized his whole body's spiritual power to his fingers, and wanted to stand here and cast golden light outward, shooting that bearded male cultivator from a distance of hundreds of meters.
But just as the golden light was about to shoot out, he suddenly withdrew his spiritual power again.
He took off the binoculars from Song Huaying's hand, and handed it to Wen Zhiyun who was beside him, saying:
"Yun'er, you use the binoculars. I'll kill the elder of the Black Iron Villa first to avenge you, and then catch Ying'er's enemy and let Ying'er deal with it personally."
"Husband, is this too risky?"
Wen Zhiyun was a little worried.
Chen An just said: "Look at your enemy with binoculars, I'm going to attack."
Wen Zhiyun pursed her lips, stopped talking, and silently looked at the elder of Heitie Villa with binoculars.
"Yun'er, did you see it?"
"I see."
"That's good, I'm going to do something for my husband."
As soon as the words fell, the golden light on Chen An's fingertips suddenly burst out with a "buzz", aiming directly at the eyebrows of the elder of the Black Iron Villa.
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(end of this chapter)