2509: C2509 Terrifying Old Woman(part Ii)

C2509 Terrifying Old Woman(part Ii)

"Sigh, sad, really sad! Since you guys are in such dire straits, then I'm afraid that the Divine Bird will also show itself. This Divine Bird will just kill you guys off and embarrass you in front of the Chu pit again. "1

After pausing for a moment, it roared at the six men, "Duh! Those six broken houses under the Bridge of Primrose. This Divine Bird has its heart and soul in it. Why aren't you all dying yet!?"

The moment the parrot finished speaking, Shangguan Lan cut off its shamelessness and stole everyone's attention. She said softly, "He won't die!"

It goes without saying who he was.

Huangfu Xuan and the others were stunned, so were the others. This made everyone even more astonished. After Shangguan Lan finished her sentence, she turned around and left, as if she wanted to prove that Chu Yang was still alive through her resolute actions!

The parrot chased after and imitated the reporter from Chu Pit and started to interview Shangguan Lan, "Godly girl, this Godly Bird is a reporter from the 007 newspaper in the Eastern Wastelands — may I ask if the reason you are so sure that Chu Pit is not dead is because you are his fiancée?"

"Or should I say, your reason is this. He is the future husband."

All of a sudden, the parrot cried out miserably, while Shangguan Lan sped up and soon disappeared without a trace. The parrot's miserable shrieks could be heard from afar.

"The divine bird is not a swallow, it refuses to wear flowery clothes!"

"Sister-in-law, can't I be wrong?"

"..."

Each of these words were extremely ear-piercing to the six young masters of the capital. The six of them left furiously. As for Chu Yang's life or death, they were not sure. After all, they were not blind.

"Is Chu Yang dead or not?"

The person using the hat to cover his left hand felt even more perplexed.

Finally, the crowd began to disperse, and the news spread further and further.

Different people had different discussions and opinions. Many people believed that the six great young masters of the Capital had killed Chu Yang. Their denial was merely a cover up. Some people did not talk about it and only described how miserable the scene was when Chu Yang died. For example, how his head flew out.

The main point of the discussion was whether Chu Yang was dead or not. No one could be sure of that, but there was one person who could be sure of that.

This person was naturally Chu Yang. Naturally, he was not dead, but the one that died was his Heavenly Soul World Avatar. His original body had changed its appearance and was one of the people following behind him.

The disappearance of the corpse was naturally easier to explain, and it was because of him as well.

Even if his clone from the Heavenly Soul Realm was killed, and his true body wasn't dead, how could he be dead? However, he had used up a lot of his energy, and the other problem was that he had encountered an extremely vicious curse.

Chu Yangyu did not have the foresight to assassinate him, he only knew that if he entered the imperial capital, he would encounter a lot of trouble and danger, so he was prepared — his original body was in the shadows and his avatar was in the light!

Such caution not only had saved his life, but it had also turned completely from the light into the dark, and had also captured a group of enemies.

At this moment, he was in the darkness of night in a small town outside of Taijing. It was called Feng Linju, and he was looking at a simple and crude small farmhouse from afar.

He did not go near it. His Heart's Web had already been fully opened. With the help of the Heart's Net, he could clearly sense the situation in the courtyard.

As for why he had tracked them down, it was naturally because he had followed the person who had cut off his head. However, the person who had cut off his head was currently not in the small courtyard.

In a secret room in the small courtyard, the light from the lamp flickered and shone on the body of an old woman, causing her shadow to sway incessantly.

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