As the sound got closer, Chen An soon saw a group of monks through the gaps between the leaves in front of him, a group of monks from the Black Iron Villa, all carrying machetes on their backs.

At a glance, there were estimated to be about a hundred or eighty people.

"Um?"

Chen An frowned, unexpectedly finding a familiar face among the group of monks from Black Iron Villa.

Not someone else.

It was the bearded male cultivator who had had a conflict with him in the market in the cheap area that year.

At this moment, this bearded male cultivator was among the cultivators from the Black Iron Villa.

"It's really a narrow road for enemies."

Chen An smiled in his heart and continued to observe the situation of this group of monks from the Black Iron Villa.

The leader was a middle-aged man. His aura had been restrained and his specific cultivation level could not be estimated.

But one thing is certain, he is at least a great foundation-building expert.

Because from the conversation just now, we can know that the other party is an elder of Black Iron Villa.

The elders of the Bamboo Leaf Gang all started from the foundation-building stage, not to mention the Black Iron Villa which is even more powerful.

"It's strange. These cultivators from Black Iron Villa have clearly entered the range of my spiritual sense. Why can't my spiritual sense sense them, but I can hear them with my ears instead?"

Chen Huo was confused.

But he soon figured it out and guessed that the other party was probably carrying a magical weapon that could block spiritual perception.

After all, we are going to launch a night attack, so we must find a way to block some conventional means of perception.

Otherwise, he would have been sensed by the monks inside before he even got close to the Bamboo Leaf Gang.

"It seems that the role of spiritual consciousness is not as great as imagined. It is okay to use it to explore the terrain, but it is a bit useless to use it to sense monks."

Chen An thought to himself.

Then, he looked at his wives and concubines and said:

"I sense that a large group of monks from the Black Iron Villa are rapidly approaching us from a forest several hundred meters away. We have to leave here."

When the three wives and concubines heard this, their faces suddenly changed.

Then they took action.

Gu Xinyue had an idea and put all the kitchen utensils and ingredients into the storage bag.

Song Huaying quickly picked up her daughter.

Wen Zhiyun asked with concern, "Husband, where are the people from Black Iron Villa?"

Her five senses were far inferior to Chen An's, and until now she had not noticed that the cultivators from the Black Iron Villa were approaching her.

"Use this to see. It's over there."

Chen An took out a telescope from his storage bag and handed it to Wen Zhiyun, pointing in a direction through the gaps between the leaves and spoke to her.

Wen Zhiyun took the telescope and looked in the direction Chen An pointed.

Finally, in a forest about five or six hundred meters away, Wen Zhiyun saw the group of monks from the Black Iron Villa.

When his eyes fell on the elder of the Black Iron Villa who was in the lead, Wen Zhiyun couldn't help but slightly frowned and said in a subtle tone:

"Husband, I know the monk from Black Iron Villa who led the team."

"Do you know him?"

Chen An couldn't help but be surprised.

Wen Zhiyun explained: "Do you remember the time when I went to the battlefield to earn a rent-free voucher and was severely injured by a foundation-building master from Black Iron Villa?"

"Yun'er, do you mean that the monk from Black Iron Villa who led the team was the one who injured you on the battlefield?"

"right."

Wen Zhiyun nodded.

Chen An raised his eyebrows, thinking that today was really a narrow day for enemies to meet.

Not only did he meet his enemies, but his wives and concubines also met them.

But even so, Chen An had no intention of taking revenge on Wen Zhiyun.

It's not revenge for killing my father.

He was just injured on the battlefield.

A very normal thing.

There is no need to take the risk to help Wen Zhiyun get revenge.

After all, once something goes wrong, there's no way back.

At worst, I can wait until I become stronger and then go to Black Iron Villa to avenge Wen Zhiyun.

I thought so in my heart.

Chen An urged his three wives and concubines, "Okay, let's leave quickly to avoid unnecessary trouble."

"Well, I'll listen to my husband."

Wen Zhiyun put down the telescope as she spoke. Although she wanted to seek revenge on the other party, it was irrational from a rational point of view.

True revenge is only a momentary pleasure.

But if you capsize in a ditch, there will be no recovery.

"Sister Wen, can you lend me the telescope? I want to see the group of monks from Black Iron Villa."

Song Huaying's curiosity was aroused again, and she looked at Wen Zhiyun and asked in a low voice.

Wen Zhiyun didn't care. It wouldn't take long to take a look, so she handed the telescope to Song Huaying and said with a smile, "Ying'er, take it and have a look."

"Thank you, Sister Wen!"

Song Huaying took the telescope with a smile.

Then, following the direction pointed by Wen Zhiyun, he saw the group of monks from the Black Iron Villa through the telescope.

It would have been fine if I hadn't looked at it, but once I looked at it, I was stunned.

Then in the next second, she said with some emotion out of control: "Husband, it was, it was that monk, he was the one who gave my whole family to..."

Song Huaying's body was shaking instinctively, and she lost her grip on the telescope in her hand and it fell to the ground. She wanted to continue speaking, but suddenly she felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't make a sound.

Upon seeing this, Chen An quickly asked, "Ying'er, what's wrong?"

Song Huaying's eyes suddenly became moist, and her emotions were very unstable. She said with a hint of tears in her voice, "Husband, the cultivator who destroyed my Song family, he, he is among the group of cultivators in Black Iron Villa..."

Chen An frowned upon hearing this, walked up to her and gently wiped away her tears, then asked, "Who is it? Tell your husband."

"Yes, he's the one in the middle of the team with a face full of stubble."

Song Huaying said with some sobbing voice.

After she finished speaking, she saw that Chen An seemed to want to avenge her, so she immediately sobbed and said, "Husband, husband, let's go quickly."

It was true that she wanted revenge, but at the moment her mind was not completely controlled by her emotions, and she knew what to do and what not to do.

You can't let your husband take risks just because of your own selfish desires.

Chen An wiped Song Huaying's tears again and said calmly, "Kill your enemy before you leave."

Wen Zhiyun, who was standing by, heard this and wanted to persuade Chen An not to be impulsive, but when she saw Song Huaying's heartbroken look, she swallowed her words back and was unable to speak.

Chen An picked up the telescope on the ground, put it in Song Huaying's hand, and said calmly: "Ying'er, use this telescope to watch carefully and see how your husband can help you avenge your hatred."

"Husband..."

"Don't look at your husband, look at your genocide enemy through a telescope."

As Chen An spoke, he lifted Song Huaying's arm, placed the telescope in front of her eyes, and aimed it at the team from Black Iron Villa.

After everything is ready.

Chen An mobilized all his spiritual power to his fingers, and was going to stand here to release the golden light and shoot the bearded male cultivator from a distance of hundreds of meters.

But just when the golden light was about to shoot out, he suddenly retracted his spiritual power.

He took the telescope from Song Huaying's hand and handed it to Wen Zhiyun beside him.

"Yun'er, come and use the telescope. I'll help you kill the elder of Black Iron Villa to avenge you first, and then we'll capture Ying'er's enemy and let Ying'er deal with him personally."

"Husband, isn't this too risky?"

Wen Zhiyun was a little worried.

Chen An simply said, "Hurry up and look at your enemy with a telescope. I'm going to take action."

Wen Zhiyun pursed her lips, stopped talking, and silently looked at the elder of Black Iron Villa through a telescope.

"Yun'er, did you see it?"

“Yes.”

"Then watch carefully, I am about to take action."

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light on Chen An's fingertips suddenly shot out with a "buzz" sound, aiming directly at the forehead of the elder of the Black Iron Villa.

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