The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

The wind stopped and the rain stopped, the old house once again returned to calm, the surrounding deathly silence, no sound, only the cloudy wind that blew from time to time, as if to tell the extraordinary here.

After some rest and recuperation, the group got up again. Among them, Lu Liang was the most injured, followed by Chen Fan.

But fortunately, everyone is a warrior, with superb self-healing ability, and with the aid of the medicine, there is no major problem.

There was fear in Lu Liang's eyes, he took a deep look at the depths of the old house, and said to everyone: "This place is so weird, do we have to move on?"

Obviously, he was already scared and wanted to retreat temporarily.

Almost as soon as he heard what Lu Liang said, Lu An let out a cold snort from the tip of his nose, and once again walked in the forefront and said, "Since we have all walked here, is it too late to leave?"

Lu Liang's neck shrank and he didn't dare to speak anymore. He could feel that Lu An was very angry at this moment. Angrily was that he actually understood the way of this old mansion, and that... the person who turned the tide has always been Despised Chen Fan!

In this way, with various thoughts, the group moved forward again.

Boss Liu expressed his gratitude to Chen Fan alone from the rear, his jealous expression showed gratitude. If he hadn't even been Chen Fan before, everyone was afraid that he would be wiped out here. This is an indisputable fact.

Chen Fan didn't care about this. He had shot before, more of it was to save himself. After all, under the cover of the nest, how could there be no eggs?

This time, Chen Fan and the others seemed to be favored. They walked safely to the inner courtyard of the old house without encountering any danger. It was just a bitter cold wind, and people still had unconscious scalp numbness.

There are more than a dozen wing rooms in the inner courtyard, most of which have been destroyed today, otherwise a thick layer of dust has fallen on it, which looks like a few people.

Only the room in the middle barely maintained its original appearance, and everyone found that compared with the dust in other rooms, the middle room was much less dusty!

Turning his head to make a silent gesture to Chen Fan and others, Lu An said in a low voice: "It is very likely that Zhou Yong was hiding in front of you. Please cheer up, maybe he is still there!"

When the voice fell, Lu An took the lead in front and kept moving towards the room in front.

Boss Liu next to Chen Fan swallowed because of nervousness. He was so careful that he was immediately alert if there was a little turbulence.

Others are the same, they are ready to fight, to face the danger of a sudden outbreak.

Even Na Lu Liang had completely blocked his ears, for fear that he would be controlled by the cry again.

"Squeak..."

With a harsh rubbing sound, Lu An finally pushed open the door of the room. The interior was dim, but he could see clearly, and there was no one.

Everyone filed in, Luo Qingning lit the fire folder in his hand and searched for a candle in the room.

The faint candlelight illuminates the room slightly, and the situation inside also appears in everyone's eyes.

A straw mat spread on the ground, a blood coat, a used porcelain vase of pill, everything indicates that there was a life here, and it was not long ago!

Lu An used a long sword to provoke the blood suit that was randomly thrown aside. It was the deacon costume of Tianwu Academy!

"Zhou Yong really appeared here!"

With his eyes narrowed, Lu Anhan said in a loud voice.

But it was also these words that made Chen Fan frown, feeling as if he had touched some secrets accidentally.