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The bustling crowds of people in the Canglan City make this city full of popularity. People come and go at both ends of the bustling streets. Ordinary vendors live a hard and busy life with early and late departure.

Yoyanglou, a decorated quaint and quaint teahouse. The surface is painted with dark paint. The guests who come here are all people who prefer quietness.

Near the window on the second floor, a man in a loose black robe quietly savored the tea and a few pastries on the table. The reason why he could be judged as a man was because of his slender but powerful hands. However, his black robe covered his head and face, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

The man is nothing but the young man Hanchen who has become famous recently.

The champion of Sancheng Huiwu killed Meng Luo, Liu Yifeng and seriously injured Meng Huo with thunder. Han Chen's fame swept across Sancheng and several other surrounding towns like a tide.

I originally planned to go back to Blackstone City to rest for a few days, but now the city lord's mansion and the Liu family want to kill him. But I didn't expect that Nan Bo would arrange tasks for him at this time.

Han Chen, under the black robe, breathed a sigh of relief and looked out the window. The branches of an osmanthus tree spread to the second floor, with white flowers on it emitting a faint fresh fragrance.

"It's almost half a month, I have to start as soon as possible."

Han Chen secretly thought in his heart that it had been more than ten days since he received the task. Due to various reasons, his actions these days were not too exposed.

The person he was going to kill this time was tracked for several days and found the trace of the other party. But he couldn't find the opportunity to attack, and there was no other reason. Instead, the person seemed to know that someone wanted to be unfavorable to him, so he was careful everywhere. Han Chen held the teacup in his hand and fell into deep thought.

"Wenya, male, has a ninth level of Qi Refining Realm, and has recently appeared in Canglan City. The first level is 99,000 taels of silver." This is the information recorded on the piece of paper. It can be said that it is very simple. In addition, it is only equipped with the other party's portrait.

Compared to Gou Li, the man named Wen Ya's head amount is nearly 100 times higher than the previous one. To be honest, Gou Li's strength is not low, and he also has the eighth level of Qi Refining Realm. This shows that this task is obviously much more difficult.

Just as Han Chen was pondering, a young man in black walked up to the second floor. The man was in his twenties and was not very handsome, but his body was vaguely filled with heroic spirit.

As soon as the man came up, he saw Han Chen sitting on the windowsill. A hint of alert flashed in his eyes, and he immediately found a seat to sit down. He asked the shop's shop for a pot of tea and two small plates of pastries.

Han Chen, who was in the black robe, kept silent and continued to drink tea leisurely. Although he had not found a chance to start these days, he understood that the man liked to come here to drink tea. The man in black appeared in front of him was Wen Ya whom he was trying to track down.

There are not many guests in the teahouse, and after some locations leave, no one comes. Compared to this elegant and quiet atmosphere, more people like the noise and noise and the flowers and the flowers.

Wenya picked up the tea that the friend brought, put it to his mouth and blew it gently, and then took a sip. After savoring it carefully, he directly turned his eyes to Hanchen.

"My friend, the weather seems a bit stuffy today. Why are you wrapping yourself so tightly?"

His tone was calm and his voice was indifferent. Facing Wenya's inquiry, Hanchen was not panicked at all, and he didn't even fluctuate his emotions. But before Hanchen could answer, a sudden burst of rapid steps came from the stairs. Hearing this sound, there were still a lot of people coming.

Han Chen was shocked. Could it be that the people from the Liu family and the city lord's mansion discovered him?

The next moment, eight or nine figures rushed up. However, the person they were facing was Wen Ya. What surprised Han Chen even more was that Princess Cang Yan'er from Prince Canglan's mansion was also among the people.

"Haha, Senior Brother Wenya, it's been a long time since we met." Cang Yan'er walked in front, with a faint smile on her pretty face.

Senior brother? Han Chen was stunned. Wen Ya was also from Taiqing Sect. As we all know, Cang Yan'er is an inner disciple of Taiqing Sect, and the senior brother she called her was naturally the same. However, judging from the atmosphere between them, it seems that she is not very friendly.

"Wenya, after hiding for so long, you rat tail was finally grabbed by us." The one who spoke was a young man on the left side of Cang Yan'er. The man looked sarcastic and looked proud between his eyebrows.

A complicated smile appeared on Wen Ya's lips, "Yes! I haven't seen you for a long time. I've escaped for so long, but you still found me."

"Senior Brother Liancheng and Junior Sister Yan'er, don't talk so much nonsense to him. Otherwise, I'll tell him to run away later." said a tall and sharp-eyed man.

"Hehe, if he can escape this time, I, Luo Heng, will write my name in reverse." A playful smile hung on the face of a burly young man. He walked to the opposite side of Wenya with a swagger and sat down, and said contemptuously, "Senior Brother Wenya, I haven't seen each other for so long, and I don't know if your kung fu has declined. Let me ask you for some tricks first?"

"Luo Heng, you fighting madman have not changed at all." Wen Ya picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. He couldn't see much panic.

Cang Yan'er and the man called Liancheng beside him looked at each other. The latter narrowed his eyes and shouted in a deep voice, "Wenya, I advise you not to play tricks and submit honestly!"

"Haha, what else can I do? Can I escape with my strength?" Wen Ya said lightly.

Liancheng and Luo Heng both have the strength of the ninth level of Qi Refining Realm, and Cang Yan'er also has the eighth level of Qi Refining Realm. With these three people alone, you can easily stay in your career, not to mention that there are several other disciples of Taiqing Sect who are not weak.

"Hmph, Wen Ya, don't talk nonsense." The tall and sharp-eyed man stepped forward, "Please hand over the things you stolen from the third elder!"

"What? Yishui, are you qualified to talk to me like this? Don't forget that I was protecting you from the beginning, so you are here."

"You," the man called Yishui frowned, his face calmly, and he didn't know how to answer.

Han Chen, who was at the edge of the window, almost understood it. Wen Ya is undoubtedly a disciple of Taiqing Sect. The reason why he was chased by his fellow disciples was because he stole something he shouldn't have taken.

Judging from the current situation, Wen Ya may not be able to escape today. Han Chen secretly thought that if Cang Yan'er and his group killed Wen Ya on the spot, then the task would be considered completed without taking action by themselves. But if they do not kill Wen Ya for the time being, they will have to find another way to finish it.

"Senior Brother Wenya, if you hand over the things now, you will be concerned about the friendship between classmates in the past. We will try our best to plead with the third elders and let you live a life." The person who spoke was Cang Yan'er.

"Oh? Is that right?" Wen Ya pretended to be surprised and looked directly at Cang Yan'er with disdain, "If this is the case, then I would really thank Junior Sister Yan'er too much. But my senior brother would like to advise you, don't be too calm when lying. Otherwise, it will make people feel fake and artificial."

"Bastard." The irritable Luo Heng slapped the table with a palm, "Wenya, don't be ungrateful, don't eat the toast."

"Haha, Luo Heng, do you still like Junior Sister Yan'er? But after so many years, you shouldn't even touch her hand!"

"Damn it, shut up." Luo Heng was so angry that he pulled up the sharp sword in his hand. A sword light flashed by, and the table in the middle instantly

"It was split in half.

When they saw a fight here, many guests were scared and left in a hurry. The owner and the client of the teahouse knew Cang Yan'er. Due to the identity of the other princess, they could only huddle at the counter and dare not move around, just asking not to destroy the restaurant.

Wen Ya was still sitting upright on the chair, holding a teacup in her hand, looking down at the teapot that was smashed and shook her head helplessly. "What a pity, it's a pity that a pot of good tea."

"Hmph, death is coming, and I still have such a leisurely thought, look at the sword." Luo Heng could hardly bear it. When he moved his feet, the sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling light, and the sword tip hit the opponent's heart.

Wen Ya's eyes flashed with coldness, and his wrist moved. With a whoosh, the teacup attacked Luo Heng's storefront with the momentum of breaking the wind. The latter frowned, raised a sword, and smashed the teacup into pieces. At the same time, Wen Ya suddenly stood up from his position, raised a sharp palm wind, and hit Luo Heng.

Bang! Luo Heng, who was caught off guard, moved backwards by shock. As soon as the battle began, Lian Cheng, who was standing beside Cang Yan'er, rushed over and punched Wen Ya's back. Wen Ya was slightly shocked and hurriedly turned sideways and raised his palm to greet him.

Bang! A silent sound came from the air, and Wen Ya suddenly felt his arm numb, and a fierce hidden force surged into his body. In addition, he was frightened, and immediately used his power to remove the impact.

"Hey, Senior Brother Wenya, how do I feel about my amplification power?" The frivolous look on Lian Cheng's face became increasingly intense.

"It's normal! If you can knock me down with one punch, I'll admire you a little bit."

"Hmph, don't worry, I will realize your wish soon."

Lian Cheng once again flashed to the opponent and launched a fierce offensive. The combat madman Luo Heng also attacked together. Facing the joint efforts of two martial artists of the same level, Wen Ya could imagine the pressure.

Hanchen, who was not far away from the windowsill, was still sitting quietly. Compared with those guests who were hiding far away, his actions were really calm.
Chapter completed!