Chapter 25 Glass and Iron on

"The person who kills you is coming." Youaoshan shook only half a jar of wine in his hand and pointed to the broken wardrobe by the bed, "You can hide here."

"I'm not a mouse." Chu Tian stood motionless. He had already sensed the terrible murderous atmosphere behind his back.

An umbrella gradually approached, and the eyes of the people under the umbrella stared at Chu Tian's back like a poisonous snake letter.

There is a kind of person who doesn't need to know. Just by feeling, you will know who he is.

Chu Tian belongs to this kind of person.

At first glance, the white-haired old man was sure that the teenager who hesitated to stand outside the gate of You'ao Mountain and refused to enter the house was the culprit who killed his son.

Without him, his son should be practicing at home at this moment, that is, he will not be sent out to kill or killed by the Yin Shengdao.

He put away his umbrella, tried to restrain the impulse to smash Chu Tian's head, and walked into the room of You'ao Mountain.

"Yin Yuanhou said: He is willing to help you take back the throne of the Youshi family and the woman." The white-haired old man's words were very short: "The Yan family and the Xuan family are also willing to help."

After saying that, he closed his mouth tightly and waited for Youao Mountain's reply.

"Have you ever heard of Qiongcheng Laojiao?" After waiting patiently for a long time, the white-haired old man heard Youao Mountain ask himself like this.

"A kind of wine?" The white-haired old man smiled and said, "I can send you a car tomorrow."

Youaoshan shook his head and said, "The authentic Qiongcheng Laojiao only produces eight altars a year. Among them, three altars are paid tribute to the demon leader, and the remaining five altars are sold. If you can pull a car tomorrow, it must be a fake.

The white-haired old man was stunned and said, "I will try to get two altars for you."

Youao Mountain smiled drunkenly: "If I live long enough, maybe I can drink the wine you sent me."

A slight anger surged in the white-haired old man's heart, "Do you think I'm lying?"

"Which of the people in the Northern Underworld is not lying? However, I believe you are telling the truth this time, but it's a pity that you can't figure out the situation of Qiongcheng Laojiao.

Youaoshan said, "The five jars of wine have a fixed perennial customer. Unless any of them dies or is willing to transfer, it is impossible for you to turn at all."

He shook the wine jar in his hand and it was empty again.

"It happens that Luojia is one of the perennial customers of Qiongcheng Laojiao, and she is willing to give me the wine for free."

The white-haired old man said, "If I were you, as long as I can become the master of the Youshi family, it doesn't matter whether there is this jar of wine or not."

"Whether I can become the master of the Youshi family has nothing to do with you or anyone else." Youao Mountain stretched out his tongue to catch the wine beads dripping from the jar and said, "There are some things that you don't understand."

"I don't understand! Is my son's life better than a jar of wine? The white-haired old man's voice was low, and he was suppressing himself and trying not to let his anger erupt.

"If you can wake up to this half a month ago, you won't recommend your son to the Yin Shengdao. You underestimate Luo Jia. Even if Yin Changjian can complete the task and kill Chu Tian, he will not have a chance to come back alive.

The sleeves of the white-haired old man trembled slightly and said hoarsely, "If there is no accident, after this errand, Changjian may become a direct disciple of the Divine Mansion."

He picked up the umbrella leaning behind the door and turned around and walked out of the house.

"Hung--" Cangyun Yuanchen Sword suddenly burst into a fierce tremor warning, and he was about to jump out behind Chu Tian.

"Bum!" The white-haired old man suddenly opened his umbrella, and a beautiful green light on the umbrella surface sealed the door like a shield, blocking Youao Mountain in the house.

His left hand is condensed into silver-white claws, and his moves are exactly the same as the robbery hand exerted by Yin Changjian, but he is more sophisticated and fierce. His five fingers contain thousands of changes to firmly cover Chu Tian and grab his throat!

"Bang!" The umbrella surface suddenly burst, and the iron fist of You'ao Mountain hit the back of the white-haired old man like a Thor hammer.

The white-haired old man ignored it, and only Chu Tian was left in his eyes - he believed that once Chu Tian died, he was bound to provoke a full-scale war between Luo Jia and the Yin family, and then he could take revenge with the knife of the Yin Holy Way.

If Chu Tian still has the possibility of fighting desperately in the face of the robber of Yin Changjian, then when the white-haired old man's claw attack came, he didn't know how to fight at all.

The opponent's claws flashed, like a drop in the game, almost blocking every move change.

For good, he also has the method of sinking fish and falling geese.

Chu Tian's body suddenly turned back, like a piece of paper as thin as cicada wings, falling to the ground.

The white-haired old man's claws failed. He quickly burst into his palm and split into Chu Tian's chest.

Chu Tian's figure almost stuck to the ground. Suddenly, he rotated 180 degrees and brightened his back to the other party.

"Keng!" The white-haired old man's left palm hit the Cangyun Yuanchen sword behind Chu Tian, making a crisp sound like a golden stone. A golden peak shadow gushed out of Chu Tian's body, and he removed 30% or 40% of his palm strength.

"Karala!" Unmoving like a mountain seal, Chu Tian spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the servant of his body smashed a pit more than half feet deep on the wet mud.

"Wow--" The white-haired old man didn't expect to kill Chu Tian like this. He was about to make up for another kick. The big hand of You'ao Mountain grabbed his back neck like an iron pliers and threw it out.

The white-haired old man's two-sleeved wind blows off the air, and his back hit the opposite earthen wall and slipped.

"Bum!" The earth wall sounded crisply, and a crack more than two meters long burst along the trajectory of the white-haired old man.

"Next time, the broken bones on your body will be broken!" Youao Mountain stood in front of the door like an angry lion.

Chu Tianyunjian stood up at the station, and his injury was not serious.

After the double resistance of the Cangyun Yuanchen sword and the motionless mountain seal, it is less than 30% that it can really attack the Chu celestial body, and there are few left after a mouthful of blood spewing out.

However, the power of hatred is so great that the white-haired old man does not hesitate to break it to pieces.

Chu Tian gently relaxed a mouthful of turbid breath, and the true qi calmed the pulsating meridians. He felt that the problem was not big and said, "Forget it, his son is dead."

Youaoshan looked at Chu Tian in surprise and didn't say anything.

The white-haired old man looked at Chu Tian and Youao Mountain with hatred, "Papa!" He left the bare stalk of the umbrella in his hand and gradually faded away in the rain and fog along the way he came.

Youaoshan saw the white-haired old man far away, took out a black pill and said to Chu Tian, "Chew it and swallow it."

Chu Tian chewed down the black pills and said, "In addition to drinking and sleeping, it turns out that you are also good at fighting."

Youaoshan said, "In Beiming City, people who can't fight have died long ago."

The night rain is like a complaint, and the west window is cut with candles.

The furnishings in the study are simple and elegant, there is no dust on the cabinet table, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.

Eshanyue stood in front of the desk and concentrated on the flower arrangement.

The candlelight casts her elegant figure on the window paper, and she has never made an appointment for ten years.

She used to be the apple of the eye of the owner of the E family, but now she is the wife of the owner of the You family.

In everyone's eyes, she is gentle and virtuous, and she is low-key. She never asks about her husband's business, let alone gossip and trouble.

There is no doubt that she is the most perfect wife and the most competent hostess.

Her only hobby is flower arrangement. Even the most ordinary flowers will become the most beautiful works of art as long as they pass through her hands.

When Luo Jia gently opened the door, E Shanyue just inserted the last white rose into the vase.

Luojia closed the door without saying a sound, and walked lightly behind her.

Eshanyue stared at the flower arrangement in the bottle for a long time, carefully picked up the vase and put it on the bookshelf.

There is still a pot of preserved plums on the bookshelf, but it has already passed the flowering period.

Eshanyue's eyes fell on Lamei, and a wisp of loneliness appeared between her eyebrows.

Luo Jia coughed gently and said, "Since you will be sad every time you see this pot of flowers, why don't you throw it away?"

"When you have something sad one day, you will understand why."

Eshanyue turned around and asked, "Have you finally found the little friend who used to play hide-and-seek with you?"

"Yes, but this heartless guy doesn't remember me at all."

Luo Jia sat down gently on the desk, swayed her little feet and said, "Tonight he lives in Youao Mountain."

After saying this, she secretly looked at Eshanyue's reaction.

Eshanyue said "um" faintly, opened the window and looked at the rain in the night sky without comment.

Luo Jia was slightly disappointed and said reluctantly, "Do you want to know how he has been recently?"

"What's good, what's wrong?" Eshanyue said softly, "All I know is that I'm the wife of Youqi now."

"Come on! To tell you the truth: He is having a bad time and will die in the wine jar sooner or later. Luo Jia sighed, "This guy's fist is harder than iron, but he has a more fragile heart than glass."

"So you deliberately took a person whose nerves harder than iron bars to see him?" Eshanyue asked.

"Are you talking about Chu Tian?" Luojia couldn't help laughing: "I'm looking for you for his business."

Eshanyue was stunned and said, "What can I do for you?"

"I want him to participate in the examination of the outer disciples of the Eshi family. I heard that the one who presided over this assessment was E Rizhao."

Luo Jia replied, "How about I invite you to be Chu Tian's introducer?"

Eshanyue smiled and said, "Why give up the near and seek the far? Isn't it your business to make Chu Tian a disciple of the outside world?

"No, I just don't want him to easily pass the examination of his disciples because of my relationship."

Luo Jia shook her head and said, "It's good for the future to let this guy taste E Rizhao's fist."

Eshanyue was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll arrange this matter. But does he know that you have done so many things for him?

"I told you earlier, this is a heartless guy." Luo Jia said, "Just think I owed him in my last life."

Eshanyue suddenly felt a little envious of Luo Jia and asked, "Do you really think it's the best way to bring him back to Beiming City?" He may be assassinated by the Yin family anytime and anywhere.

"I've thought about this question, just like a little lion. How can it grow faster?" Luo Jia asked herself and replied, "Drow it into the wolves and teach it with fangs and claws. It not only grows fast, but also becomes stronger."

Eshanyue smiled and said, "Be careful. When he grows up, he will eat you first."