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Chapter 174 The Weird Wooden House
On the wall opposite her was an ink painting.

The painting depicts a young man riding on a steed, with a white robe fluttering in the wind, his figure is as tall and straight as a sword, his appearance is handsome, his hands are holding the rein, his heroic demeanor exudes a kingly aura, which is impressive Dare to look directly.

The man in the painting is not only extraordinary in temperament, but also handsome in appearance.

This painting is by no means made by ordinary people, but by famous masters. The painter is skilled, comparable to famous masters. The man in the painting has a lifelike expression, making it impossible to ignore him.

Ye Zhaoyan stared at the painting in a daze for a moment, and suddenly another painting appeared in her mind, which was the scroll she had seen when she was a child.

The boy in the painting is also dressed in white, but the boy is carrying a sword behind his back, and the sword is wrapped with countless black threads, which looks hideous and terrifying. But it was very similar to the man in the painting in front of him.

Ye Zhaoyan was shocked. Could it be that the man in the painting and the boy in this painting are the same person?

Thinking of this, Ye Zhaoyan couldn't help feeling an uncontrollable excitement in his heart, and felt dizzy, as if his head was about to burst.

She put her hand on her forehead, shook her head vigorously, and shook off these thoughts.

She looked around again, but found nothing, and when she was about to open the door to leave, she realized that the door was locked.

She drew her sword and slashed at the door, leaving only a shallow sword mark on the door.

Ye Zhaoyan tried a few more times and still couldn't open it.

Right here, there was a light "crack" sound from the candle in the room. Ye Zhaoyan turned his head and saw a strange flame burning on the candlestick for a moment before returning to normal.

A strange fragrance gradually drifted to the tip of her nose.

This place seems a bit weird!
Ye Zhaoyan's complexion changed, she reached out and took the candle on the table in her hand, and observed it with the help of the faint candlelight.

Although the candle was weak, it shone clearly. Ye Zhaoyan finally saw clearly that there was a spice mixed in the middle of the candle.

This section of spices is carved from a rare type of sandalwood, shining brightly under the light, revealing a deep smell.

When Ye Zhaoyan was wondering what the purpose of this was, a fiery feeling surged through his body.

At this moment, Ye Zhaoyan felt something explode in his head with a "bang".

This fine spice is actually used for flirting!
She quickly extinguished the candle, and the room was dark again in an instant.

The fiery feeling didn't dissipate, spreading from her limbs bit by bit, causing a strange feeling in her body, and her mind became unclear.

A charming thought that has never been seen before arises from the bottom of my heart.

Ye Zhaoyan's heart trembled slightly, and he tapped two acupoints very quickly, barely restraining this strange feeling.

Just when she was full of doubts, there was a blunt voice from inside the room, and a deep and hoarse voice suddenly came: "You came to see me?"

Ye Zhaoyan's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his eyes to look inside. Under the dim light, there stood a man in black. His cheeks were wrapped in a black cloth, and only his cold and ruthless eyes were exposed.

A chill came from the soles of her feet and went straight to her heart, making her shiver uncontrollably.

Ye Zhaoyan held the piece of spice in his hand, and his face suddenly changed.

Unexpectedly, there was a person hiding in this room, she subconsciously took a few steps back, looked at him warily and asked, "Who are you?"

The man saw Ye Zhaoyan's face clearly, his ruthless eyes burst into excitement, and even a trace of tears flashed, "Wenyu, you are finally here."

"You've got the wrong person!" Ye Zhaoyan shook his head, trying to restrain the strange feeling in his body, not daring to stay any longer, turned around and walked towards the door, only to realize that the door was locked.

The man's footsteps came from behind, "Wenyu, don't go, don't leave me alone." The man's voice was extremely miserable, as if a piece of flesh had been torn off by someone alive.

Ye Zhaoyan panicked, quickly raised his inner strength, drew his sword and went up to the man, "What do you want to do?"

The man ignored her question, and stood in front of Ye Zhaoyan in a flash, "Wenyu, you stay here."

His voice was full of begging, like a drowning man begging someone to save his life.

Ye Zhaoyan's expression changed drastically, and he quickly swung his sword at him, striking quickly and accurately.

The man had been on guard for a long time, dodging her attack on one side of his body, and then leaned forward, waving the short knife in his hand to meet Ye Zhaoyan's sword.

His speed was extremely fast, and he had fought several moves with Ye Zhaoyan in the blink of an eye. Ye Zhaoyan slashed at the man's short knife with a sword, but found that the short knife was like a reinforced iron bone, and it was impossible to break it.

The two weapons collided with each other, making a muffled sound.

Ye Zhaoyan's tiger's mouth was in pain from the shock, and he couldn't help but took two steps back, and a smear of blood oozes from the wound cut by the vulture.

Only then did she feel that under the urging of the internal force, the abnormal movement became more intense, and the internal force was offset by most of it.

That spice is weird!
Ye Zhaoyan showed anxiety on his face.

This wooden house was probably a trap set by someone behind it, but she didn't expect that she would not be able to escape even if she took a long way.

What's more troublesome is that after the fight just now, Ye Zhaoyan can feel that the strength of the person in front of him is unfathomable, and his martial arts moves are completely based on his own martial arts foundation, without any traces of Jianghu sects. Vicious, every move is a killer move, there is no room for it, the move is fatal.

If you fight under the seal of the acupoint, I'm afraid you won't be able to defeat this person.

But if you untie the acupoints
The feeling of losing her mind made her a little apprehensive.

The man looked at her, his eyes were full of nostalgia, mixed with strong hatred: "Wenyu, I know you hate me and hate me for taking everything you wanted, but I didn't want to take yours this time. stuff, I just want to be with you."

While speaking, the man's fingers wanted to caress Ye Zhaoyan's pretty face, his eyes were greedy and full of desire, "You are still as beautiful as you were more than thirty years ago."

Ye Zhaoyan caught a glimpse of the candlestick in the corner of the room, flew over, grabbed the candlestick and threw it at the man.

The man dodged sideways and approached Ye Zhaoyan.

Every time he got closer, Ye Zhaoyan retreated a little. In the end, she had reached the corner of the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

"Don't go back any further. This house is specially made, and the sword can't do anything at all."

As he spoke, he waved the dagger in his hand and rushed towards Ye Zhaoyan. "Wenyu, since you have come back, don't think about leaving, just stay obediently."

From the corner of Ye Zhaoyan's eyes, she caught a glimpse of the closed skylight on the roof, her lips were tightly pressed, her face was pale, she gritted her teeth, and decided to take a gamble.

(End of this chapter)