C196 Strange dreams

The cold wind blew drearily, and the leaves on the ground that had not been cleaned by anyone were still moving back and forth.

When he didn't see the beauty, his helpless thoughts were constantly churning in his mind.

Having passed through the blue sea, it was difficult for him to move forward. The cold winter came again after he parted from the summer. As Han Chen walked in the empty courtyard of Pu Jia, the youth's lonely back seemed very sad. The only one accompanying him was Blacky, who was at his feet.

"Shen Yu, where are you?" Han Chen touched a tree in the courtyard, the dried up tree bark was like a memory sealed in dust, a slight touch would cause it to break.

Half a year ago, wasn't that the day Shen Yu left the Mystical Peak? Her departure was no coincidence. Thinking of this, Han Chen became even more furious at the Huayun City, and felt that killing him would be letting him off easy.

The large courtyard was empty, and the night wind was blowing on his body, making him feel especially cold. Overnight, all the people of Pu Jia disappeared. Even if he had been killed in revenge, there should have been traces left behind.

"What happened?" Han Chen frowned, his face full of concentration.

Could it be? Han Chen was shocked, he suddenly thought of something, and immediately rushed towards the Pu Jia's backyard.

In the rear courtyard, there was a fake mountain. Under that fake mountain, there was a hidden secret. Pu Jia's ancestor, Pu Miling's sculpture was hidden inside.

He thought back to when he had accompanied Shen Yu to the Pu Jia. It seemed to be a rather sinful thing for Pu Yuelin to pay respects to her ancestors. This could be said to be an ordinary family walking on the backside of the road.

After a while, Han Chen arrived at the backyard. Familiar rockery appeared in his line of sight, but there were a lot of weeds growing on it.

Han Chen walked to the front of the fake mountain and stomped his left foot three times, followed by a stamp with his right foot. This was the signal Patriarch Pu Yuelin used to open the fake mountain secret room.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Han Chen's luck was not bad, he did not change the secret signal of the mechanism once again. A heavy sound was produced by the friction between the rocks. Under Han Chen's gaze, a stone door slowly opened up on the fake mountain.

What Han Chen suspected was that the disappearance of Pu Jia in one night was related to her ancestor, Pu Miling. In the entire family, the strangest thing was the sculpture.

Taking a deep breath, Han Chen stepped into the passage. He raised his palm and a ball of flames lit up the interior of the cave.

There were two secret chambers beneath the fake mountain. One for the outside, and one for the inside. Pu Miling placed the sculpture inside, but Han Chen was not sure if it would disappear along with them.

A damp and oppressive aura floated in the air as Blacky followed behind Han Chen step by step. Its round eyes observed its surroundings and its pupils were filled with a human's caution and seriousness.

The first time, there were almost a hundred people inside, but this time, there was only Han Chen. The secret room outside was nothing special. Han Chen paused in his steps, then walked straight towards the room inside.

As he neared the secret room, Han Chen's appearance involuntarily surfaced in Han Chen's mind. He was handsome, so handsome that he looked devilish. Just like his name, it emitted traces of evil.

But regretfully, the secret room was empty and Pu Miling's sculpture did not appear in Han Chen's line of sight. There was only a simple stone platform inside. The sculpture was placed on top of this stone platform, but now it was completely empty.

"The sculpture disappeared as well." Regarding this result, Han Chen was not too surprised.

Maybe it really had something to do with Pu Miling? Han Chen's mouth raised into a wry smile, and he weakly sat on the ground. He even felt that his way of thinking was very strange. A person who had died a thousand years ago, and a lot of people in Pu Jia who had disappeared overnight, it seemed like it would be very difficult to link these two together.

But what was the real answer?

Han Chen felt a headache coming on. Where was Shen Yu? This was something he desperately wanted to know.

"Yiya!" Suddenly, Blacky shrieked, its cute face turning a little manic and solemn.

Han Chen's heart tensed up, he immediately looked around anxiously, "What's wrong? Little Black? Did you find anything? "

Blacky's throat emitted a low and deep roar, as if it was warning him to roar. Immediately after, a white light flashed and a pair of bat wings appeared on Blacky's back. Its pupils also turned into a strange, rippling shape.

A wave of obscure energy fluctuations struck in the air, causing Han Chen's expression to become even more solemn. But no matter how one looked at it, this secret chamber was very normal.

"Han Chen, I'm fine. Don't look for me."

A gentle voice resounded beside Han Chen's ears, and his body violently shook. This voice was so familiar, if it wasn't the Shen Yu that he had been dreaming about all night, then who could it be?

"Shen Yu?" Han Chen was both surprised and happy, as she looked at her surroundings blankly, "Where are you? Where are you? Shen Yu. "

"Remember, do not look for me. Forget me and find a better girl. " Her tone was as gentle as water, as light as a veil. It stopped by his ear, but it seemed very ethereal.

"Yiya!" Blacky became increasingly manic, and its manic behavior even revealed a trace of anger. Two rays of golden light shot out of his rippled eyes and struck Han Chen's body.

Han Chen could not help but shiver, his mind immediately becoming clear. The voice that had been lingering in his ears suddenly disappeared.

"This?" Was it an illusion? " Han Chen was at a loss, but quickly reacted, this place was too strange, he could not stay any longer. Little Black, let's go. "

With that, Han Chen picked up Xiao Hei who was in the air and rushed out the door. But right at this moment, Han Chen's consciousness suddenly became extremely blurry, as though he was drunk, and the things in front of him were completely indistinct.

Suddenly, a pungent smell of blood came into the air, and a red stream of blood started to surge out. Han Chen's head felt light as he staggered before immediately falling to the ground.

As if he had experienced the passage of time, Han Chen's mind flashed, and a different scene appeared before him.

The sky darkened, and the sun and moon disappeared. The clouds changed, and the nebula spun.

Battle cries rang out, resounding through the vast, endless sky. On the ground below, blood flowed like rivers as flames and smoke blazed. Humans, magical beasts, and broken limbs could be seen everywhere.

"Kill!"

Han Chen's heart tightened. He had never seen such a scene before, what appeared in front of him was an Asura hell. Humans, magical beasts, and many unknown races. They killed each other, blood splattered across the sky, and all the spirits were destroyed.

That unknown race had a meter tall Dwarf Warrior. There were also winged men with wings on their backs. There were also fiendish demon s whose bodies were overflowing with Evil Qi. And that beautiful fairy and all that.

Looking at that strange race, Han Chen did not feel the slightest bit of fear. The blood in his body seemed to be boiling as an uncontrollable fighting spirit exploded from him.

Han Chen had the urge to personally join the battle as boundless baleful qi gushed out from his body. A pair of black eyes turned blood-red in an instant.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Mountains collapsed and the earth shattered. The world shook.

A figure suddenly attracted Han Chen's attention. At the peak of the corpse mountain in the distance stood a young man. The demonic face gave off an evil aura. The man looked down at the ground as though he was looking down at the monarch of the world. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his confident smile made it seem as if he had everything under his control.

"Pu Miling is the ancestor of the Pu Jia." Han Chen turned pale with fright, and his entire body and mind started to tremble uncontrollably. In front of Pu Miling, Han Chen felt that he was just an ant, a god.

A streak of blood red lightning streaked across the sky. Pu Miling opened her hands, and her long hair behind her head danced in the wind. She faced the sky and roared, "One day, I, Pu Miling, will definitely return."

The berserk energy wantonly destroyed this space, causing Han Chen's body to look as if it was about to be torn to shreds.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Han Chen's body trembled as well. He suddenly sat up, and when he opened his eyes, what appeared before him was actually the scene inside the fake mountain secret room.

"It's a dream." Han Chen gasped for breath heavily, he realised that his entire body was drenched in perspiration. He was currently sitting at the entrance of two secret rooms, a gentle light was shining through the entrance of the fake mountain.

"I actually fainted for an entire night?" Han Chen muttered, he unconsciously thought back to what happened last night, and felt that it was a little too strange. The dream he had was also very real.

Han Chen didn't understand what this meant. He only knew that this secret room was getting stranger and stranger. The people of Pu Jia could not help but get lost, and did not get any leads. Instead, it made things even more complicated and confusing.

"Where's Little Black?" Han Chen was shocked, he looked around and found Xiao Hei lying on her back not far away from him. Her round belly was moving up and down, looking like she was asleep.

Han Chen heaved a sigh of relief as he prepared to step forward and leave with Little Black. With a sudden thought, he unexpectedly discovered that something was amiss within his body.

After he sat down cross-legged and carefully checked, Han Chen could not help but reveal a shocked expression. What was going on? How did my Nine Revolutions God Slaughtering Technique break through to the third level? "

Han Chen clearly remembered that he had only managed to cultivate the Nine Revolving God Slaughtering Technique to the second level, and there was still one more meridian that he needed to open. However, what was strange was that the meridians in the third floor were unobstructed and could begin to clear the meridians in the fourth floor.

Hiss! Han Chen could not help but take in a breath of cold air. These things were truly too bizarre. He quickly suppressed the doubt in his heart and picked up Blacky, who was on the floor, and hurriedly left the secret room.

Once they exited the fake mountain, the fresh air rushed towards them. The warm and comfortable sunlight shone on his body. Han Chen took in a deep breath, as if he wanted to spit out all of the riddles in his heart.

"Little Black, wake up." Han Chen opened his palm and let Xiao Hei lie in front of him.

"Blacky narrowed its eyes, looking listless." "Yiyayaya."

Han Chen could not help but laugh, he shook his head, and before he could do anything, the front yard suddenly released a burst of intense fighting aura.