Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 508 Scale Monster

Zhang Piaoxu disappeared after her confession was carefully recorded.

Although no one said they would release him, no one was guarding him. When Pei and Xie came back to look for him, the last time they saw him was last night.

Xing Zhi drew a circle on "Chuiliu Street" on the map.

The personnel were assembled in the shortest possible time. In silence, dozens of officers had arrived at various important roads outside the street. Those who had time had changed into casual clothes in order to avoid alerting the enemy.

At one time, many people with sharp eyes and weapons appeared at every street corner of Fengyifang.

Pei Ye put on his sword and took the black cat with him. In addition to Xie Chuantang, the highly skilled constable, Xing Zhi, the purple-sash sorcerer who had already entered the Taoist sect, followed him closely without revealing his figure. In the encirclement, the two of them walked into the street hidden deep in the alley.

The origin of the name of Chui Liu Street is as plain as its appearance. A sturdy old willow tree stands at the street corner. Now it is naturally green, with branches that are dry and hard like old trees, and the thick trunk is covered with pits and scabs.

It stands crookedly on the left side of the street and leans to the right. One can imagine that in summer, the dense willow branches hanging down are like a natural curtain.

As soon as Pei Ye walked in, he sensed an atmosphere that was completely different from the harmonious and lively atmosphere outside - in fact, he could sense it just by looking at the pedestrians on the street outside who were intentionally or unintentionally avoiding him.

The weather is already quite cold, but the streets are actually filled with extremely enthusiastic shouts, all of which are very young voices.

After walking around the old willow tree, we saw the whole scene: six or seven teenagers gathered together, some leaning against the wall, some sitting cross-legged on the wall, and some sitting on the ground, shouting happily. Their clothes and hair were inevitably a little dirty, but they were not poor, and they looked more like unruly people without any restraint.

In the middle were two young men fighting each other, their fists and feet dancing with great force. The cold wind blew into their open collars, leaving only a patch of hot red skin exposed.

Just as one of them was about to miss his punch, he tripped and fell to the ground.

He straightened his back and was about to leap up, but was stopped by a sharp wooden whistle beside him: "Dongzi! Your lower body is broken, you lose!"

The man was not convinced: "This is not painful, I just punched Tianhu twice, how come he didn't lose?"

The boy blowing the whistle was obviously the oldest, perhaps eighteen or nineteen years old: "Once you fall to the ground, spears and halberds will pierce you from everywhere. I can finish you off in one breath. What's the point of talking about pain!"

Dongzi groaned twice, shook his head, clasped his fists, and said loudly: "I lost, I will be Tianhu's younger brother from now on!"

The young man sitting on the wall couldn't hold back any longer and slid down: "Alright, alright, the competition is over, go and see my horse!"

The young men all stood up and one of them grabbed his neck and said, "I heard your horse has Dayuan bloodline?"

"Its grandfather is from Dawan!"

"Let Brother Qinghuo ride first!"

"Where's Xiaoxu? He was looking for a carriage this morning!"

"I lent it to him! But he said he couldn't use my horse!"

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Pei Ye and Xie Chuantang passed by these young men, causing a moment of silence. The young men frowned and looked at them. Xie Chuantang then said calmly, "It will be dark soon. If you are caught riding a horse in the city, you will be beaten with ten boards."

Perhaps she really had that kind of temperament. The group of street rangers were speechless for a moment, and one of them even explained: "We are going to ride outside the city."

But the next moment, a voice uttered: "None of your business!"

Xie Chuantang didn't care anymore and walked inside with Pei Ye.

"Chuiliu Street is the old military lane." She tilted her head to explain, "It's the home of the elite imperial guards. But after the expedition to Southern Xinjiang ten years ago, almost no one on this street returned."

".oh."

Pei Ye looked back at the young men who were leaving, then slowly pressed his sword and looked towards the alley in front of him.

They didn't need to ask their neighbors about Zhang Piaoxu's residence as there was a clear record of it in the government register.

This is indeed a somewhat desolate street. Ordinary people don't like to come here, and there are no elder neighbors. If there is something hidden, it is not easy to be discovered.

The old wooden door of the courtyard stood there, with a sturdy big lock hanging outside the door.

Pei Ye knew that Xing Zhi was nearby, so he raised his hand to hold the scabbard again, pursed his lips, and walked forward. Even though Zhang Piaoxu was a familiar young man, he and the scale monster had never met before.

Pei Ye clearly remembered all the traces it left behind, the shocking and deep claw marks, the tearing of the iron cylinder, the horrible deformation of the secret cabin, and the cunning escape from the master's pursuit. This was definitely a dangerous enough enemy.

He must be prepared to deal with the powerful attack, and also be wary of its deception and control over Zhang Piaoxu.

Pei Ye raised his hand to lock the door, and the lock fell into his hand silently.

He slowly pushed the door open, and the old wooden door opened and closed so quietly for the first time. The first time he stepped into the yard, he saw something that took his breath away.

Claw marks.

There were three deep claw marks on the stone table. It was the first time that Pei Ye saw with such certainty that these marks belonged to it. The stone table was cut smoothly without any burrs. The sharp claws were clearly like a sharp sword tempered with red lotus.

Then there are traces of water and a faint fishy smell.

It stretched from the courtyard to the steps and then disappeared into the shadowy house.

Zhang Piaoxu was obviously not there, and the whole yard was filled with silence.

Xing Zhi's solemn voice came into my ears: "That's the owner of your broken scale."

Pei Ye pursed his lips, exchanged a glance with Xie Chuantang, and then without any pause, he suddenly drew his sword, and rushed in like a black arrow, with jade-red fire surrounding him.

For an instant, a sharp whistle seemed to pierce his ears, and Pei Ye immediately felt that he was being stared at by a pair of eyes. The next moment, sharp water swept out from the hall like a rain of swords, piercing through the beams, pillars, tables and chairs like tofu, and completely covering him.

Pei Ye now witnessed with his own eyes this terrifying ability to control water. Millions of drops of water actually had dozens of different movements. It seemed as if he had to block the swords of fifty people at the same time.

But the next moment, the black cat raised its eyes, and the swirling flames turned into a sea of ​​fire, and all the water droplets evaporated and disappeared. Pei Ye broke out of the fire with his sword, swept across the entire hall, and stood in front of the small backyard.

A huge water tank is here.

The log cover fit tightly.

Pei Ye held the sword horizontally, but there was no next equally fierce attack.

Soon he was slightly stunned and understood what was going on - there was not so much water in the water tank.

So it was waiting for him to get closer, and the next step would be a fight between its minions.

Pei Ye silently curled his lips and gently made a sword flower: "If you have a spirit and understand human language, then listen carefully: we are not the ones who imprison you, we have no intention of harming you, and you have no room to resist."

A pair of cold eyes stared at the large vat without slacking off.

But there was complete silence.

Pei Ye glanced at an empty place, and after getting Xing Zhi's confirmation, he raised his foot and kicked a small stone towards the wooden cover. At the same time, he took a deep breath and jumped up, dragging his sword and hovering over the big vat like a flash.

This was Qi Sheng's full-strength burst of speed, with a sword in his hand filled with momentum. In the dark, Xing Zhi's soul-binding technique had already penetrated into the jar.

The next moment, the small stone accurately knocked off the wooden cover of the large jar. Pei Ye held the edge of the jar with his left hand, flew over with his right hand, and looked inside with cold eyes.
But the person suddenly froze in place.

Pei Ye and Xing Zhi fell silent at the same time.

Xie Chuantang, who was behind, rushed over from behind, frowned and looked inside, but was also immobilized by the spell.

Pei Ye hesitated and tentatively returned the sword to its sheath, then reached out and pinched its armpits to lift it out of the jar.

Trunk, long tail, two limbs.

Gemstone eyes, long, silky hair, delicate, light scales on their faces, fins behind their elbows, and pointed fingertips. They must be the most dangerous predators in the sea, with whales and sharks just delicacies waiting to be tasted.

But it looked only about eleven or twelve years old, just slightly longer than Pei Ye's sword, and was struggling in panic and pitiful manner. The long and beautiful scaly tail slapped him in the face.

"Did you pinch it and hurt it?" Xie Chuantang hesitated and reminded.

(End of this chapter)