Chapter 542 Not Yan Hui

Yan Yujin was shocked.

He remembered the evil cultivator Duan Chuyu mentioned.

At this time, the woman had already stepped forward and waved at him: "Get up!"

Yan Yujin suddenly felt that his body was out of control, as if an invisible force pulled him up.

"Hey, isn't this the big star? Why, which of you fell in love with this little boy? Isn't he Yan Hui's nephew?" The man asked in surprise.

When he watched Yan Yujin speak, Yan Yujin was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit.

"Boy, I'm talking to you!"

Yan Yujin kept Duan Chuyu's words in mind, and refused to speak.

The man raised his eyebrows, and sneered after a while: "Oh, it turned out to be banned."

He suddenly stepped forward and patted Yan Yujin, Yan Yujin couldn't suppress the urge to vomit, and with a wow, he vomited the filth rolling in his stomach at the man.

The man dodged sideways, avoiding the vomit, and his eyes suddenly became more sinister: "Boy, you are courting death!"

"Stop." Zhou Lan stopped Fang Su's movement, "Except for Yan Hui and Yan Yujin, I don't mind who you kill. You can't move these two people."

"For your life, kid, live more time."

Zhou Lan walked in front of Duan Chuyu, she didn't know why, she always felt that this Yan Yujin was a little strange, but she couldn't tell where it was.

Zhou Lan signaled the two men to help Duan Chuyu up, and then she raised her hand, and there was a faint yellow light about five or six centimeters long between her index finger and middle finger.

Then, she raised her hand to strike the light between Duan Chuyu's eyebrows.

"Be careful!" Yan Yujin yelled, he didn't know where he got the strength to break through the restraint of the evil cultivator, and rushed over to slam Zhou Lan hard.

Caught off guard, Zhou Lan was knocked away by Yan Yujin, and with a tilt of her hand, she shot the light into the driver's forehead.

At that moment, the driver's eyes suddenly lit up, and then the eyeballs seemed to disappear, covered with a layer of gray.

And under the skin of that face, there seemed to be some insects crawling around, it was very scary.

"Ah..." He raised his head to the sky and roared angrily. He had already lost consciousness and threw himself straight at Zhou Lan who was closest to him.

With a flash of Zhou Lan's figure, she pushed Yan Yujin over.

Yan Yujin was exhausted, and watched helplessly as the driver's black factory's sharp nails pierced him.

At the same time, Duan Chuyu suddenly opened his eyes, raised his foot and kicked hard.

The driver was immediately kicked by Duan Chuyu, knocking a hole in the wall of the warehouse.

Seeing this, Zhou Lan and Fang Su's expressions changed greatly: "You are not Yan Hui!"

"You only know now? You blind people." Duan Chuyu stretched out his arms, saw Yan Yujin hooked into his arms to support him, and laughed mockingly at the two of them.

Zhou Lan and the two looked gloomy: "Hmph, it depends on whether you have the ability to escape."

After all, the two teamed up.

Duan Chuyu hooked his lips: "Is it right to be a cultivator? I'll let you go back and repair your ancestral graves!"

Xiexiu's attack is like a spell, and it takes time to activate it, but Duan Chuyu is a close-up fighter, attacking instantly.

Both of them felt a black shadow flicker before their eyes before they could perform their moves. They didn't realize what was going on, each of them felt pain in their stomachs, flew out of the ground, and fell hard to the ground.

"Ugly, put your arms around my neck, or those people will easily deal with you!" Duan Chuyu said while pulling up the hemp rope on the ground.

In the hands of Duan Chuyu, the hemp rope, which was not too lethal, chased Zhou Lan and Fang Su as if he had spirituality.

(End of this chapter)

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