Chapter 170: Rainy Night Murderous Intent, Qinglian Sword Sect!

The sight of wild chicken had Chen Yuan so interested that he blew on a piece and bit off a large chunk. Although it couldn't compare to the seasoned poultry, the wild chicken had a flavor all its own.

"Shasha..."

A soft sliding noise came from inside the temple. Chen Yuan's ears twitched, and he swiftly drew the long sword from beside him, pinning it to the overhead beam in an instant.

Drops of fresh blood fell. Chen Yuan looked up to see a three-foot-long green snake, somewhat feebly hanging down with its head cleanly severed.

"Hey, looks like I've got an extra dish!"

Chen Yuan chuckled, leaped up, sheathed his long sword, grabbed the snake, skinned it, skewered it with a thin stick, and placed it over the fire.

Dragon Phoenix Banquet.

Chen Yuan couldn't help but associate it.

While roasting the snake, Chen Yuan stuffed himself with chicken. Outside, the rain was pouring down heavily, accumulating on the ground, and the temple had started to leak.