Without waiting for Chu Yan to respond, he swore directly, and it was a poisonous oath, indicating that the Lu family's skills and techniques would definitely satisfy Chu Yan.
The Lu family is a family with a thousand-year heritage.
Obviously, he also knew that his life was hanging by a thread.
It would be really bad if Chu Yan could not be allowed to keep his life and his family's location was exposed.
The next few breaths, to the middle-aged monk, seemed as long as hundreds of years.
Finally, Chu Yan nodded: "I'll give you a chance."
The middle-aged monk suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief.
Only then did he realize that his back was already soaked.
But the next moment, Chu Yan made another request that made him extremely embarrassed.
"Ask your family members to send you the exercises and spells now."
"This..." The middle-aged monk had just expressed his embarrassment when he immediately saw Chu Yan sweeping towards him coldly.
Suddenly, he trembled with fright, his face turned pale, and he shouted loudly: "I'm not going to lie to you, but even at the fastest speed, it will take three days to deliver it!"
"Three days?" Chu Yan glanced sideways at the middle-aged monk and said with a half-smile, "Then you mean, let me go to your house to pick it up?"
The implication is that if I were to go by myself, I would not only be able to acquire the skills and techniques of your Frozen Lu Family.
"I really didn't play tricks." The middle-aged monk was so anxious that he almost cried, "Our family is in Duoyu City. This is the hinterland of the swamp. Under normal circumstances, we will not come here.
If we hadn't heard that zombies were resurrected this time, we wouldn't have gone so far..."
"Are you here to get rid of the zombies?" Chu Yan interrupted the middle-aged monk.
The middle-aged monk was stunned.
He didn't know what Chu Yan meant at this moment, but he could only bite the bullet and tell the truth: "Yes, yes."
"Have the zombies been eliminated?" Chu Yan continued to ask calmly.
"It has been removed. There are only two ends." The middle-aged monk said.
Chu Yan was silent.
He didn't regret his killing because the other party came to the swamp to get rid of zombies.
It's one thing for the Lu family to get rid of zombies, but it's another thing for them to come and plot against themselves.
Therefore, in these two things, there is no logic of exchanging merit for guilt.
But since the Lu family did a good thing by getting rid of the zombies, Chu Yan decided to give this middle-aged monk a chance.
And even if the other party is playing tricks at the moment, there is nothing to be afraid of for a moment.
To a certain extent, Chu Yan actually hoped that the other party would lie to him.
If you didn't lie to me, how could I have any reason to search your house?
Ever since he made a fortune by ransacking homes, His Highness Chu had to admit in his heart that he was a bit addicted to ransacking homes.
Counting the days, there is still a full year, and I have not made another fortune by confiscating homes.
Finally, in the anxious and frightened eyes of the middle-aged monk, Chu Yan gave an answer.
"Okay, I'll give you time.
Three days later, you ask your tribesmen to bring their exercises and spells here.
You must also be present when the time comes.
But I’m not sure if I’ll be back on time after three days.”
This time Chu Yan didn't need to say anything. The middle-aged monk immediately said: "If you don't come, we will wait here until you come."
The other party's attitude made Chu Yan nod with satisfaction.
"Anyway, remember, when I come here, if I don't see you and your people, or if I don't see what I want, I will go to your family and get it myself."
"Yeah, I won't waste time." The middle-aged monk nodded repeatedly.
Chu Yan glanced at him, suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched the other person's chin with two fingers, and then took advantage of the moment his mouth opened to stuff a pill into the other person's mouth.
The middle-aged monk was forced to swallow the elixir. He felt a strange chill instantly flow down his throat and spread to his limbs. Suddenly, he looked at Chu Yan with frightened eyes.
"I am the only one who has the antidote to this poison, so you have to be obedient." Chu Yan said.
In fact, what kind of poison is this? It is a refreshing elixir that Zeng Bi refined before.
This kind of elixir refined by Qingqiu Sect is supplied to ordinary mortals.
But how could the middle-aged monk know this? He immediately believed Chu Yan's words.
Moreover, he quietly circulated his spiritual energy and wandered through the meridians in his body. When he found that he could not feel the presence of toxins at all, the middle-aged monk suddenly became even more panicked.
It’s terrible that I can’t sense this kind of strange poison!
"Don't worry, it won't happen in a short time." Chu Yan straightened up and pointed at his feet, "Remember what I just said."
"I will definitely do it, I will definitely do it." The middle-aged monk nodded like he was pounding garlic.
By this time, he was completely frightened.
"Very good." Chu Yan nodded, put his fingers in his mouth, and whistled.
The middle-aged monk was wondering about the other party's actions when suddenly he saw a mighty beast leaping towards him in the sky.
This ferocious beast looks like a white tiger, but it has flame-like lines on its face and four paws, and it also has a pair of huge wings on its shoulders.
The middle-aged monk had never seen such a monster before, but this did not prevent him from feeling the terrifying bloodthirsty aura on Little Tangtang.
"This guy actually used a monster as a mount!" The middle-aged monk's vision went dark and he felt like he was about to faint.
In his mind, monsters are extremely cruel and unruly.
How powerful a person must be to be able to tame such a ferocious monster into a mount.
With such a thought, the middle-aged monk really regretted it beyond words.
Why are you so mean? Why don't you just stay in the camp and come here?
It's okay to come here, just take a look from a distance. Why were you so greedy at that time?
Now it only has one more leg than a human stick, but it has also been poisoned by a strange poison.
Thinking about his miserable experience, the middle-aged monk's eyes suddenly filled with tears.
But Chu Yan didn't look at him again at this moment. After disposing of Jian Nantian's body, he rode on Tangtang and continued towards Xuanxu City.
Compared with the Lu family's martial arts that would only be available in a few days, Chu Yan was more concerned about the long sword and storage bag that he had already obtained.
Jian Nantian carried very few things, but this was in line with his assassination style.
Just imagine, a swordsman who is good at assassination, with precious light all over his body and all kinds of hanging ornaments jingling, that is not normal.
So what Chu Yan got from Jian Nantian was a total of two things: the long sword, a spiritual weapon that the other party had been holding in his hand, and a storage bag.
The light of this long sword flows along the edge like water.
"Fifth grade spiritual weapon." After Chu Yan carefully observed it, he put the long sword into the ring, and then opened the storage bag.
In the storage bag, there are some talismans, a small number of spiritual stones and elixirs, and in addition, there is a long sword.
When he saw this long sword, Chu Yan couldn't help but let out an ooh.