I Have a Luck Altar

"It can hit sheep."

After Wang Ping finished listening, he silently picked up a chopstick, stuffed it into his mouth, and muttered:

"Suddenly it doesn't feel so unpalatable."

Chen Yuan smiled, as a man, as long as you add the word 'bumping sheep', you can eat anything with gusto.

"Wang Ping."

"What's wrong, Brother Yuan?" Wang Ping responded with the black thing stuffed in his mouth.

"Have you ever thought about leaving Ping'an County?"

Chen Yuan asked.

Wang Ping was taken aback:

"Why did you leave? Isn't it good in Ping'an County?"

After finishing speaking, Wang Ping paused:

"Brother Yuan, do you want to leave?"

"What do you think?"

Chen Yuan didn't answer, but asked instead.

"I think hey, Brother Yuan, you'd better leave."

"How to say?"

"Ping'an County is too small. It can accommodate an ordinary person like me, but it can't accommodate an ambitious person like you. Going out is your best choice."

Wang Ping said softly.

He had realized this a long time ago. Probably, Wang Ping had already had this idea since Chen Yuan showed his strength and ascended to the position of headhunter.

His father said that a man who can control his lower body is a ruthless man.

Brother Yuan

Wang Ping has been paying attention for a long time. Since he came back from his injuries, Brother Yuan has changed. He has become less enthusiastic about women. Instead, he has set his goals on martial arts and power.

Chen Yuan looked at Wang Ping in surprise, as if he didn't expect him to answer.

"The world is so big, if you don't go out, how can you meet the world's heroes and aspire to the top of martial arts?"

"It's a pity, my talent is too poor, otherwise it would be a good choice to follow Brother Yuan," Wang Ping laughed.

Although he is greedy for money and lustful, he is a layman, but he is still very clear-headed, knowing that with his cultivation as a skin-forging warrior, not only will he not be able to help Brother Yuan, but it will only add to the chaos.

Chen Yuan nodded, not surprised by Wang Ping's answer.

After being in contact for so long, he can be considered to have some understanding of Wang Ping.

Know what kind of person he is.

The atmosphere at the wine table was a bit dignified, Wang Ping smiled and said:

"Brother Yuan, let's not talk about this anymore. Even if you leave, you can't leave now and enjoy yourself for a while."

From Wang Ping's point of view, Chen Yuan would definitely leave if he left, but not now, after all, he hadn't been a head arrester for long.

"Ha ha."

Chen Yuan neither objected nor responded.

"By the way, Brother Yuan, give me an idea."

Wang Ping's eyes flashed, he looked around, and said in a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

"Two days ago, my father helped me talk about the marriage," Wang Ping said with a gloomy expression.

"It's a good thing to talk about kissing. Why does that girl look so ugly?"

No matter which world it is, it depends on the face. If it looks ugly, Wang Ping should be depressed.

"It's not ugly. Her family background is very good and she looks very beautiful. I really like it, that's it."

Wang Ping gritted his teeth and continued:

"I just feel that she looks very cold. I have met a few times, and it seems that she is not very interested in me. Instead, my father came to propose marriage for me, and there was no objection or agreement."

"Brother Yuan, tell me, what should I do now?"

"If it is rejected, my family's face will not look good."

After finishing speaking, Wang Ping looked at Chen Yuan with hope, hoping that he could come up with an idea for himself.

Ever since Brother Yuan became the chief catcher, Wang Ping basically regarded him as the backbone, and asked him for advice on everything. Moreover, the most important thing was that Brother Yuan would say some things that made people feel inscrutable from time to time. if.

"You are beautiful, which one do you not like?" Chen Yuan glanced at Wang Ping and said.

"Brother Yuan, stop making fun of me, and help me make up an idea."

"Really like it?"

"I really like it!"

Chen Yuan was silent for a moment and then said:

"Women are like sand in your hands, understand?"

Wang Ping was stunned and silent for a long time, he let out a long breath, and said:

"Brother Yuan, I understand."

"What did you realize?" Chen Yuan was a little surprised, did Wang Ping become smarter? You can understand what is hidden in it.

Wang Ping: "Women are like sand, the tighter you hold it, the easier it will be lost. Brother Yuan, don't you mean to let me go?

It's right to think about it, the sand that can't be held, just blow it up! "

"Brother Yuan, you are so chic, do you think so too?"

Chen Yuan: "."

Shaking his head slightly, Chen Yuan said:

"You think too much, I mean, a woman is like sand, if you want to hold it, you have to touch her first, so you can hold it easily?"

Wang Ping: "???"

After coming out of the restaurant, Chen Yuan bid farewell to Wang Ping and walked towards home alone. At this moment, the sky was completely dark. Without the bright moonlight, ordinary people would not be able to see the road ahead clearly.

All the streets are silent, except for the occasional clock rattle, there are no pedestrians at all.

In this world without entertainment, ordinary people either take a break early, or they are engaged in another kind of entertainment.

"rustle."

Chen Yuan's footsteps were on the ground, his eyes were fixed, and his body speed was very well-proportioned.

"Hoo hoo."

"Hoo hoo."

The cool wind blows, and the leaves on the ground move with the wind.

Suddenly, an ultimate murderous intent struck undisguisedly from behind.

Chen Yuan was startled, and immediately leaned over at a strange angle, and then, with a flash of knife light, he slashed at the attacking figure.

"Shua!"

"Tear!"

The familiar voice came to Chen Yuan's ears, and he looked intently. On the ground, there was a blood-red paper figurine with a strange smile painted on its face, which made people feel a little terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

His heart shook, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on Chen Yuan's body.

paper man!

It is the existence under the blood pool!

With a fixed gaze, Chen Yuan suddenly turned his head to look up and back, and at some point, a figure appeared there, dressed in a dark red long coat.

With long messy hair, it can be seen that there are some dry wrinkles on his face, and his figure is thin, but his eyes are extremely energetic. Standing on a wall and staring at Chen Yuan,

There was a bloody smell all over his body, which was the same as the smell in the blood pool.

"Senior?"

Although Chen Yuan was certain that the guy in front of him was the guy at the bottom of the blood pool that Zhang Xuan said, he still didn't dare to show it on the surface.

"Why, really can't guess who I am?"

A hoarse and dry voice came from the skinny man.

"Senior was joking, there is no reason for Chen and senior, how could he guess the identity of senior?" Chen Yuan looked at the man, and calmly revealed some of the shadow on his left arm.

Right now, perhaps the only thing that can save him is this blood sword!

The owner of this blood pool can let several strong men in the condensate realm protect his dharma, and let the Wusheng Sect sub-helmsmen collect blood for him to heal his wounds, no matter his strength or status, he is absolutely extremely strong.

It is not what he can compare now.

Not to mention him, even Li Mingqi, the county lieutenant.

Now that Zhang Xuan left Ping'an County, Chen Yuan could only rely on himself.

To be exact, it was this evil blood sword!

The dry man looked at Chen Yuan coldly, neither sad nor happy:

"Chen Pingan was killed by you, right?"

"Who is Chen Pingan?"

Chen Yuan smiled.

"He is a disciple I value very much. It would be useful to keep him, but you killed him. What do you think should be done?" said the skinny man.

Chen Yuan didn't answer, his eyes flickered.

The skinny man continued:

"In addition, you also took away the things I left on the altar. Shouldn't these accounts be settled?"

"What do seniors think?"

Since the guy in front of him clarified the matter, it would be an insult to his intelligence to continue pretending not to know, so Chen Yuan's attitude changed quickly.

The skinny man stepped forward and slowly fell to the ground:

"The Huang family has been destroyed, Zhao Shuping has been arrested, our Holy Cult has no scrutiny in the Ping'an county government, you have a good talent, the envoy intends to accept you as a disciple, and install someone of our own in Ping'an county, what do you think?"

"With the teaching of this envoy, within three years, you will have the opportunity to step into the Ninggang realm. Coupled with the operation of my holy religion, it is not impossible to become a county captain."

Chen Yuan showed a harmless smile:

"Actually, Chen has longed for the holy religion for a long time. It would be a blessing if he could join."

"Very well, you are a person who knows the times. As long as you tell me how to control that evil shattered blade, I can accept you as an apprentice now."

A strange smile curled up on the skinny man's mouth.

"It turns out that the purpose is here." Chen Yuan thought to himself.

"Is this what the seniors said?"

Chen Yuan raised his left arm, revealing the tattoo-like shadow.

The skinny man had a hot look in his eyes, and nodded:

"Yes, this is it."

"To be honest, senior, this thing is not controlled by Mr. Chen, and I don't know why it is silent in my body." Chen Yuan said hastily.

"Huh? Are you still afraid that I will kill you?" The thin man's tone was a little displeased.

"Of course not, it's just that Chen really doesn't know how to control it. If senior has a way, please help me expel it from my body. To be honest, I have been living in fear today."

At the right time, a trace of fear flashed across Chen Yuan's face.

But the skinny man sneered:

"Do you think this envoy will believe it?"

"Chen has never lied to others in his life." Chen Yuan said seriously.

His name is Chen Yuan but not Chen.

What does Chen Yuan have to do with Chen Yuan when he tells nonsense?

Staring at Chen Yuan for a few breaths, the skinny man walked forward slowly and said:

"Extend your left arm."

"Okay." Chen Yuan nodded.

When the skinny man approached within three feet, Chen Yuan's mind moved, and his blood surged. The next moment, a black light shone from his wrist, and shot out towards the skinny man instantly.

The skinny man seemed to have been prepared for a long time. At the moment the blood knife flickered, a blood-red paper man fell off his body and rushed to the blood knife head-on, while he moved his feet and sideways to avoid it.

"Shua!"

The bloody saber erupted, and the blood-red paper figurine shattered, lying quietly on the ground.

When Chen Yuan unleashed the Bleeding Saber, he immediately stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife, and with a step, the golden lacquer all over his body was condensed on the skin, and he slashed straight ahead.

"boom!"

The skinny man raised his arm, a blood-colored aura condensed in his palm, and he fought Chen Yuan, uttering a muffled groan.

Chen Yuan, who had expected it for a long time, spilled a bag of lime powder in an instant,

"call out!"

A dark arrow shot at the skinny man's neck at an extremely fast speed.

"Ding"

The poisonous arrow was actually bounced away!

"interesting."

The skinny man laughed hoarsely for the rest of his life, and slammed out his palm, and a blood-colored aura came to Chen Yuan in an instant, and he only had time to draw a knife to block it.

With a 'bang', Chen Yuan fell heavily to the ground, then quickly jumped up from the ground, and looked at his chest calmly, there was a sharp pain there.

If it wasn't for the vajra glazed body being fully opened, Chen Yuan would have been seriously injured for that blow alone.

Chen Yuan's face was gloomy, one blow, just one blow, and he was defeated. During this period, all the methods were used, but they couldn't hurt the skinny man in front of him at all!

After repelling Chen Yuan, the skinny man didn't move, as if he was waiting for something.

The Blood Fiend Knife, which was activated by Chen Yuan before, lost its target after killing the paper figurine. It turned into a black streamer and burrowed back into Chen Yuan's left arm.

Afterwards, the Blood Fiend Knife, which hadn't devoured the essence of blood, began to devour the blood of Chen Yuan's body.

Chen Yuan could feel that some of the blood on his left arm seemed to be sucked away instantly by something

The skinny man watched this scene quietly. At the beginning, most of his blood was swallowed by that thing, and he had to use secret methods to force it out of his body.

Before, he saw that Chen Yuan had easily controlled this thing, and now he also wanted to see if he could escape this disaster.

As for the fact that he escaped the attack of that evil thing just now, it was naturally because he had already prepared himself.

Know the properties of this thing.

If it misses a hit, it will return to the body.

It is a double-edged sword. If used well, it is a sharp weapon for sneak attack. It can penetrate even astral energy. If it is not used well, it will end up like a mummy.

When the Xuesha Saber crossed the left arm and was about to devour the other essence and blood of the body, it seemed to have encountered some resistance, and it stopped instantly, just like before, lying quietly on the left arm.

However, Chen Yuan also felt a sense of resistance and unsatisfaction coming from the Blood Fiend Knife.

"It's the Altar of Luck!"

Chen Yuan's eyes flickered. The range of activity of this evil thing was limited to his left arm. Once it exceeded it, he would be imprisoned by the Altar of Luck, just like last time.

After waiting for a while, seeing that although Chen Yuan's face was a little pale, but there was nothing serious, the skinny man's eyes were full of surprises. He stared at Chen Yuan closely, and threatened:

"Tell me, how do you control it, and you can live today."

"Otherwise... even the gods can't save you, this envoy will draw out your three souls and refine them into paper figurines!"

Chen Yuanping looked at the skinny man and thought about the way out, but he didn't wait for him to reply.

In the dark night sky, a shimmering petal fell in front of their eyes. Chen Yuan and the skinny man were startled, and immediately raised their heads, their eyes full of horror.

In the void, petals were falling all over the sky, as if it was snowing.

A cool and pleasant flute sound filled my ears.

It seems to come from all directions.