C118 Mysterious scrolls

"Who are you?"

Luo Heng shouted as he flashed in front of Han Chen, blocking his path. Lian Cheng, Yi Shui, Cang Yaner and her group quickly surrounded them. After seeing that Wen Ya had died, the few of them looked at each other, then set their gazes uniformly on Han Chen.

"Passing by." Han Chen lowered his voice and said indifferently.

"Passerby?" Luo Heng frowned and laughed coldly, "I saw you sneaking around in the teahouse earlier. In broad daylight, you've tightly wrapped yourself up. Could it be that you do not dare to meet others? "

As he spoke, he took a step forward and reached out to pull Han Chen away, wanting to take off his black robe. But just as he got close, Han Chen's figure moved, like a nimble swimming dragon, he passed Luo Heng in an instant and left in a flash.

"Stinking brat, where are you going?" Luo Heng roared in anger, but before he could give chase … Han Chen increased his speed a few times and disappeared at the end of the alley in the blink of an eye.

Everyone was shocked, especially Luo Heng. His face was filled with astonishment as he said, "This kid is really fast."

Lian Cheng squinted his eyes and coldly glanced in the direction that Yan Han Chen disappeared in, then squatted down on Wen Ya's corpse, searching for something. After checking a few times but to no avail, he couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, that thing isn't on Wen Ya."

"He must have been taken away by that kid. Let's chase after him." Yi Shui quickly said.

"How do we chase them?" We don't even know what he looks like. Now that he has taken off his black robe and swaggered towards us, we don't even know him. "

Everyone looked at each other. They looked at each other. All of a sudden, he felt a headache coming on. On the contrary, Cang Yaner's expression did not change, a cold intent surged out from her eyebrows, and her red lips slightly moved. Everyone, don't worry, I know who that person is. "

"What?" "You know?" In Lian Cheng, Luo Heng, and the others' eyes all shone. The hope that had just passed quietly rose.

Hundred Red House.

Han Chen quietly came here, but he did not walk through the main entrance, but instead climbed over the walls and went in. According to Wen Ya's dying words, he found the number one room. Fortunately, there were no guests staying in this room for the time being.

He entered the room like a thief. It was a simple arrangement, including a bed, a table, and a few chairs. It was about the same as an ordinary inn. With a glance, Han Chen saw a small cabinet leaning against the wall, with a few decorative items that looked like glass vases placed on top.

"Behind the cabinet?" Han Chen muttered. He held onto the cabinet with both hands and used a force to move it away.

The wooden cabinet made a low and deep noise as it rubbed against the ground. When the counter was moved away, a slightly protruding brick appeared in Han Chen's line of sight.

Han Chen's eyes focused, he heaved a sigh of relief and went forward to take the brick out. In the hollow of a square, Han Chen reached his hand in and took out a thick and thick scroll.

"This is?" Han Chen's eyes flashed a trace of doubt, the scroll appeared to be deep red, and with curiosity, he slowly opened it.

The next thing that appeared on the scroll was a pair of eyes. It was an extremely strange pair of eyes, the pupils of which were shaped like ripples. felt as if he was being stared dead at.

The doubt in Han Chen's heart became more and more intense, was this scroll the reason why Wen Ya was being hunted down? What was the secret behind it?

The entire scroll only had a pair of strange eyes, if it was a human's, then so be it! Who would have such a pupil? As for whether or not it was some sort of demon beast, Han Chen could not confirm.

"How strange." Han Chen's expression revealed a tinge of seriousness, and suddenly, he did not know if it was because his eyes were blurry or something, but the eyes on the scroll blinked once.

Without any mental preparation, Han Chen almost threw the thing in his hands away. After a violent shudder, he focused his attention on the scroll and saw that everything was exactly the same as before. The corrugated eyes were motionless, as if they were a picture drawn on a scroll.

"As expected, this is no ordinary thing." Han Chen was secretly shocked, this scroll must be hiding some kind of secret. After a short period of contemplation, he decided to study it slowly in the future. He immediately closed the scroll and put it into his personal clothes. Then, he restored the equipment in the room and hurriedly left the room.

In the middle of the night.

It was drizzling in the Blue City. The ground was wet and the thin air was chilly. As Han Chen walked along the street alone, he had already thrown away the black robe. Fortunately, at this time of the day, the streets were relatively deserted and no one would pay any attention to him.

With Wen Ya's death, Han Chen's mission could be considered to have been completed. However, he did not feel happy at all. It was a pleasant surprise to obtain this mysterious scroll. However, he had a new understanding of the deal between the assassins of the Wealth Building. It did not seem to be like what Lambert had said at the beginning, the people they killed were all people who deserved to die.

"Hu!" Han Chen heaved a sigh of relief. He did not immediately choose to return to Black Stone City, but instead, walked towards the center of Blue Wind City.

Phoenix and Tower.

The auction had just ended, and a steady stream of people were coming out. The lonely and empty people were heading towards the brothel.

"Manager Su Na, it's so late. Do you need us to send someone to escort you?"

"No need. We've been busy the whole day. Everyone should go back and rest early!"

"Mm, alright. Please be careful on your way."

The auctioneer was indeed working hard. Su Na stretched her tired limbs and left Phoenix and Floor. The wet, rainy air made her shrink back. Just as she was about twenty meters away, a deep but gentle voice called to her.

"Miss Senna."

"Hmm?" "What?" Su Na was stunned. She looked over and saw a young figure standing in a remote corner. It's you. "

"Miss Sauna, can I keep you busy for a bit?" The person who came was Han Chen, he walked forward and politely nodded his head.

In the middle of the night, a man made such a request. Any woman would be alarmed. However, Su Na only hesitated for a brief moment before she smiled and replied, "Being able to be alone with the champion of the three cities' Martial Meeting, I, Su Na, am naturally hoping for the best."

Han Chen laughed, "Miss Su Na must be joking."

"Hehe, if you have anything, just say it, Sir Han Chen!"

"Well, that's good. I have one more thing to ask of Miss Sura, that is, that night. Does your auction house still have more hemoptysis? "

"hemoptysis?" Sura was obviously startled. She didn't expect the other side to come for this. However, she quickly calmed down and shook her head without thinking, "Sir Han Chen, that hemoptysis is a great treasure. Our little Phoenix and Phoenix Restaurant is unable to find it. As for the petal of the Moon Sun Flower from before, it was only auctioned with the help of Miss Yan. "

The hemoptysis was Qiao Feiyan's. Han Chen could not help but feel slightly astonished as a pair of autumn watery eyes appeared in his mind. May I have a look at Miss Yan, please? "

"Hehe, Master Han Chen, I can't help you with that."

"Why?"

"Because Miss Yan left Blue Wind City a few days ago."

"Left?" Han Chen frowned, and could not help but reveal a look of regret. They had clearly obtained the clues of the hemoptysis, but they did not expect it to end so quickly. If he had known earlier, he would have requested to see Qiao Feiyan.

Seeing that the other party was so regretful, Su Na's beautiful eyes turned, and she smiled faintly, "Sir Han Chen, do you want to ask about Yue Yang Hua, or do you want to see Miss Yan?"

"Lunar Flower." Han Chen answered without thinking, and then asked: "Miss Su Na, then can you tell me, where did Miss Yan go?"

"I don't know either." Su Na shook her head in denial.

Han Chen felt like he had hit a wall, he did not manage to obtain any useful information. Could it be that the other party didn't want to reveal it on purpose? "Or I can't say it." Miss Su Na, I really need the hemoptysis for emergency use. Please tell me the truth and I will be extremely grateful. "

"Hey, don't tell me you think I'm lying to you?"

"I …"

"I have no need to lie to you." "No, I'm fine." Senna shrugged and a hint of seriousness appeared on her pretty face. The identity of the Miss Yan is not as simple as you think. Let alone me, even we, Phoenix and the owner of the building do not know her background. None of us asked where she was going. She was merely borrowing the power of the phoenix and the tower's auction to search for the Dragon's Saliva. After the transaction, she would naturally leave. "

Seeing that the other party did not seem to be lying at all, Han Chen's heart sank to the depths. Back then, from the respectful attitude that Phoenix and the others showed towards Qiao Feiyan, he could guess that her identity was definitely not simple.

Han Chen wrongly thought that the other party was someone from the Phoenix and Tower, and had missed the opportunity to seek information on the hemoptysis.

Forget it, I'll slowly look for it in the future! Han Chen pursed his lips, and cupped his fists towards Su Na, "Miss Su Na, thank you for your information. This humble one will not disturb you. "

"You're welcome, I didn't even help you much!"

"Yes, goodbye." Han Chen nodded his head in acknowledgement, then turned and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Looking at the departing figure of the figure, Su Na's beautiful eyes revealed faint ripples. Her red lips moved slightly as she muttered softly, "It has been such a long time. Why have you only come to look for Miss Yan now? It seems like she was waiting for someone before she left! "

On the morning of the next day, Han Chen was seated and eating at a breakfast shop on the side of the street. After being busy for so many days, he thought that it was time to return to Blackrock City. He looked around at the bustling crowd and couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

"I'm really lonely. I must find my father."

Han Chen clenched his fist, and was about to pay his bill and leave. At this moment, an eight to nine-year-old boy suddenly walked in front of him. Are you Han Chen? "

The boy had large, intelligent eyes. Han Chen was startled for a moment, and then answered: "Yes, I am. Is there something wrong?"

"Someone told me to give this to you." The little boy extended his chubby little hand and handed Han Chen a piece of paper.