Peach Fortune Ring

"Boom!"

Thunder rang, and the sky was covered with a thick layer of dark clouds.

"Xiao Lang, it looks like it's going to rain. I'm afraid we won't be able to reach the town. Let's find a place to shelter from the rain!" Chen Chong, who was driving the car, suggested.

"Okay, stop if you see a shelter from the rain!"

Song Yan responded.

After traveling to many places in the mountains, raindrops had already started to fall in the sky, and he managed to move forward for a while, but Chen Chong exclaimed: "Xiao Lang, there is a temple in front!"

"Okay, let's go to the temple to shelter from the rain!"

Song Yan said.

Therefore, Chen Chong immediately drove the carriage to the temple, and when he got close, he realized that it was a ruined temple with no one inhabited, and the raindrops in the sky were getting bigger and bigger.

After driving the carriage into the temple, Chen Chong greeted Song Yan to get off the carriage.

After getting off the car, Song Yan went into the temple to check it out. It was indeed a ruined temple. Except for the main hall, almost all other places had collapsed.

When he returned to the main hall, Chen Chong had already taken the chariot shaft off the horse and led the horse to the eaves of the temple to shelter from the rain.

Just half an hour.

The drizzle turned into a torrential downpour, and there were several leaks in the main hall, but they could barely shelter from the rain.

The two built a fire, and then took out dry food to roast and eat. It seems that the rain will not stop for a while, and the two will spend the night in this ruined temple tonight.

really.

The rain didn't stop for half an hour, and the sky was completely dark, accompanied by the strong wind, blowing loudly, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

at last.

After another half an hour, the rain finally stopped.

After talking with Chen Chong for a while, Song Yan spread a blanket by the fire and prepared to sleep.

At this moment, there was a sound of horseshoes outside the temple.

soon.

A group of people broke in.

There were seven people in this group, each of them had a fierce appearance, and they all carried a long knife without a sheath on their backs.

However, none of them cultivated their inner qi.

"Someone came here first!"

Before the seven people stepped into the main hall, they found Song Yan and the others. After all, the fire was still burning, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

"Give up your seats and let us enjoy the fire!"

One of them glanced at Song Yan and Chen Chong with disdain, and shouted arrogantly.

"roll!"

Song Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the blanket, slowly stood up, uttering a word.

Hearing this, the other party was furious: "The kid wants to die!"

While drinking lightly, the man swung his fist and threw it at Song Yan.

"Oh!"

Song Yan kicked out, and the opponent flew out and hit the wall of the main hall.

Immediately, the other six strong men drew out their long knives one after another, and stared at Song Yan.

"We don't violate the water of the river. You'd better behave yourself, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" While speaking, Song Yan breathed out the air of a master of internal energy, causing the expressions of the six people to change suddenly.

"Boy, I'm going to kill you!"

The strong man who was kicked away got up from the ground, drew out the long knife behind his back and was about to charge towards Song Yan, but was stopped by a person: "Old man, step back!"

Then the man took a step forward and bowed to Song Yan to salute: "Master, I offended you, and I hope you will allow me to rest in this temple!"

Song Yan's face softened a bit: "As long as you don't disturb me, please do it!"

"Thank you sir!"

The man hurriedly said, while the other strong man whispered to remind the strong man who was kicked away that the other party was a master of martial arts, and when he heard that Song Yan was a martial artist, his anger disappeared immediately. Nor is it an opponent.

The reason why Song Yan didn't pursue the other party was because he found that the fortunes of these seven people were all negative, and all of them exceeded negative ten.

In other words, these ten people may not be far from death.

That being the case, why should he bother with a few dead people.

Soon, seven brawny swordsmen lit a fire not far away, and ate and drank around the fire. One of them brought a pack of sauced beef to Song Yan, but he refused.

Before you know it, another hour has passed, and the time has come to Zishi.

Sudden.

A sound of footsteps came from outside the temple.

Song Yan, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, and the seven swordsmen also opened their eyes one after another, and grabbed their hands on the handle of the knife.

soon.

A figure appeared in front of the main hall. It was a woman with disheveled hair and a bundle on her back. She was wet all over, and her clothes were tightly attached to her body, making her body look exquisite, concave and convex.

Immediately, the eyes of the seven swordsmen became hot.

Sensing the gazes of the seven people, the woman seemed a little timid, but finally she turned to Song Yan and said, "Master, can you come in and enjoy the fire?"

Hearing this, Song Yan squinted his eyes, a bit of surprise flashed in his eyes, because he saw that the power of luck above the woman's head was actually blue, and her luck point had reached more than 80 point.

"Go to them!"

Song Yan said lightly.

"Little lady, come to our side!"

The seven swordsmen, who were a little disappointed, couldn't help being overjoyed when they heard that Song Yan had brought this woman to their side, and one of them shouted courteously.