Chapter 143 Chen Chuyan’s Fu Yu! (Please subscribe)

Author: Li Zhenxiang

Chapter 143 Chen Chuyan’s Fu Yu! (Please subscribe)

The broken picture fell into rain, but it quickly formed a brand new picture.

And in this new picture, the family that was just warm and harmonious was only left with father and daughter.

The father, who has a slightly vicissitudes of temperament, is worshiping his daughter in front of the tomb.

The tombstone clearly reads the tomb of my beloved wife Fang Yuehua.

The two of them said nothing, and their faces showed a deep remembrance.

When the worship was finished, the father held his daughter's little hand and walked away slowly.

In a vague and soft figure could be seen watching them leave.

The pace moves forward again, and the scene changes again after the picture collapses.

At this moment, the little girl, who was seven or eight years old, had grown up to be a girl of twelve or thirteen years old.

She chatted with her companions in the school, looking very unhappy.

She looks completely young, lively and energetic.

However, as each other laughed and joking, she suddenly fell down and fell into a coma, causing a stir of chaos in an instant.

Step forward.

The slightly older girl leaned half against the head of the bed, covered with a thin quilt, and had a slightly sick look on her face.

The middle-aged father, wearing a green robe and wearing short beards next to him, was talking about some unfunny jokes.

The girl cooperated and smiled, unable to hide the unshakable sorrow between her eyebrows and eyes.

Soon, a knock sounded outside the door.

The middle-aged man smiled apologetically and then left the house.

And outside, when he heard his subordinates whispering something, he suddenly became furious and the muscles on his face were beating uncontrollably.

But in the end, he did not have an attack on the spot. He just looked at the room next to him and took people away with a cold expression, as if he was about to sue him.

And in the next scene.

The girl, who was seriously ill, sat in a wooden wheelchair, and her father was pushing the wheelchair forward behind her.

Behind him were eight sword-wielding warriors wearing strong suits and indifferent faces.

I only looked at the expressions on the faces of those warriors, but they were not guards, and they had a hint of surveillance.

Finally they came to a colorful small garden.

There is a raised rockery in the middle of the garden.

Next to the rockery were two old men with white hair and beard, with their eyes half-closed, as if they were sleeping.

Seeing the middle-aged man pushing a wheelchair over, the white-haired orange-skinned old man on the left slightly opened his dim eyes.

He didn't say much, and with a casual wave of his right hand, the heavy and huge rockery was moved aside.

A black well pressing under the rockery was exposed, and countless twisted red runes were carved beside the well.

Looking at the black well, the middle-aged man couldn't stop trembling, his face extremely painful.

Instead, the girl sitting in a wheelchair reached out and pressed her arm, showing a soothing smile on her face.

Then, she struggled to get out of the wheelchair and fell to the well.

The middle-aged man exclaimed, trying to come forward to support him, but was stopped by the warrior following behind him.

The girl looked back at her, smiled and said something, and then plunged into the well.

A dull plop sound came from the bottom of the well.

The white-haired old man waved his hand and moved the rockery back and sealed the wellhead.

Only the middle-aged man's heart-wrenching cry was left on the field.

The picture ended suddenly here.

The surroundings returned to bottomless darkness.

In the darkness, there were endless negative emotions rising and falling.

Not to mention ordinary people, even if a level 4 or 5 practitioner comes here, he will be instantly destroyed by the negative emotions here and completely become an idiot.

Su Mo blinked his fingers, and the red light completely tore open the emotional field like night.

After he came out, he was already at the gate of the courtyard.

It seemed as if the previous few steps had passed through the entire alley.

Standing at the door, Su Mo raised his eyes and looked into the courtyard.

I saw that there were already withered and scattered flowers everywhere.

Two broken bones were faintly lying in the flower field.

Based on the size and structure of the bones, Su Mo thought of the two white-haired old men he had seen in the picture in one second.

If nothing unexpected happens, the two of them should have been guarding this place, guarding the black well.

Based on the power displayed in the picture, they also have at least 7th level strength.

As a result, they all died on the spot now.

The cause of death can be seen at a glance.

One skull is broken and one sternum is penetrated.

It was obvious that he didn't walk past a single move, which showed the strength of the person who took the action.

Su Mo couldn't help but look at the headless half-length sitting by the well.

What he was sitting was exactly where the white-haired old man on the left was in the previous picture.

At this moment, it seemed that he had noticed Su Mo, an outsider.

The headless half-length man twisted his body toward the door, as if he could feel his invisible gaze.

Immediately afterwards, the halfling stood up from the well, holding the Saint's Jue tightly with his only left hand, and was extremely alert.

When Su Mo saw the bronze wine jue, he couldn't help but feel a little happy on his face.

The powerful mental power suddenly surged out of his body, instantly sealing the headless half-limbed person on the spot.

With a light move with his right hand, the bronze wine lord he held fell into his hands.

Feeling the powerful material of the top-level magic weapon, a big stone in Su Mo's heart finally put down:

"It's indeed the Holy Lord!"

Having won the Saint Journey means that the third step of the ritual of the ritual has been half successful.

Just let Song Ruyuan and others take the twelve talismans to the Chen family for a formality, and the highlight of the ritual will be started.

However, before this, Su Mo decided to check the courtyard in front of him first.

If you guess correctly, the headless half-hearted man in front of you should be the high priest of the Chen family, Chen Chuyan.

He must have experienced some kind of battle at the rituals, and his body was cut off half of it.

But the problem is that the momentum he showed before has approached level 9 infinitely.

If he can kill him with one sword, it is very likely that a powerful man from the wizard realm will appear in the ritual.

However, these all depend on subsequent investigations.

Su Mo turned his eyes to Chen Chuyan in front of him.

After his death, the other party did not stay in the temple, but came to this place.

I guess his deepest obsession must remain here.

Through the pictures I saw before on the Flower Path.

Su Mo could vaguely guess what the other party's obsession was.

He couldn't help but look at the black well beside Chen Chuyan.

However, when he stepped closer, the headless halfling, who had been sealed by the town, struggled violently.

His struggle was even more powerful than when he snatched the Holy Lord.

Black blood burst out from the wound, and the bones inside the body made an overwhelming creaking sound.

It seems to collapse at any time.

"So, is this the place you care about the most?"

Su Mo came closer and looked down.

There is no drop of well water in the black well with a diameter of 1.5 meters.

The bottom of the well had already dried up, leaving only black and gray sand.
To be continued...