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Chapter 647 If you want to live, you have to go with the old man

Chapter 647 If I want to live, I have to go with the old man

Author: Mr. Fengjiu

"No, it's very true."

Ye Qianning murmured, the doubts in his heart were quickly replaced by a touch of excitement, and he raised his legs to attack the old man again.

The old Taoist noticed that his body was trying to escape, but it was as if it had been filled with a heavy weight and could not move. He watched helplessly as the little doll punched him in the stomach.

He was like a kite with its string broken, flying out and landing very far away...

"Ahem..." The old Taoist spat out a mouthful of bright red: "Ouch, someone killed someone... someone killed someone..."

Ye Qianning stared at the scarlet vomited by the old Tao. She was not pretending, but she could hurt him. Looking at the look on the old Tao's face, he could tell that he really couldn't resist.

Lao Dao blocked the road in Kyoto City. Although she did not see Lao Dao's strength with her own eyes, she could tell from the voice at the time that Lao Dao was very strong and could contain Qian Fanji and a group of people in an instant.

It is very easy to take her away from the many tall legs. I am afraid that there are not many people in Beili with such legs.

In that void, Lao Dao was seriously injured one after another and had no strength in his legs. It was obvious that Lao Dao's movements were restricted, but she was not.

"Pfft...little baby...I'm being unreasonable..."

The old Taoist has never been beaten like that in most of his life. He is very helpless and unable to show his abilities.

Ye Qianning figured out the mystery and was in a good mood: "If not, I won't be unreasonable first."

"He didn't. He obviously saved me because of the old man. The little kid was ungrateful and gave the old man a good beating. The old man was so unjust... Wuwu..." After the old man finished speaking, he started crying loudly as he walked on the ground.

"He asked me to help him spread the word. Instead of doing what he said, I took him away to make incense? Oh, he knows how to use old bones to make incense. Can I try it?

try."

The old Taoist paused for a moment, then cried even louder: "You bullied the old man, it's unjust..."

"I know how to cry. Do I know if my words could cost their lives?" Ye Qianning does not think that the old man is pitiful, his skills are unpredictable, and his mind is full of ghosts.

"Whose life are you asking for? Whose life are you asking for..." the old Taoist cried and shouted.

"His great-grandfather will be ninety next year, and his mental state is not normal when he is stimulated. When he heard me say something about making incense on the street, I thought he could bear such stimulation? Where did he put his words? If his great-grandfather

Maybe something happened to my grandparents because of this, and I’ll just wait and be punished.”

"I...I...I said such strong words, why did his old man take me away? Then he saved me, not to mention the scars all over my body, just the sword on my chest, the sword pierced my heart, that kind of

Normal people would have died several times from their injuries. Fortunately, I met the old man and I had a chance of survival." The old Taoist jumped up from the ground.

"Vitality? I'm just curious, or maybe it has research value." Ye Qianning saw the old man thoroughly.

As a worldly expert like him, he almost looked down upon worldly things, but what aroused his curiosity was curiosity, things beyond the natural world.

When the old man saw what she said, he simply broke the pot and said: "No matter why the old man took me away, anyway, I am injured, and there are old men in Tiandong who can save me. If I want to live, I have to go with the old man.

If I don’t want to live, the old man will throw me away.”

Ye Qianning was silent.

"If someone finds it after leaving it there for three to five days, the body will probably stink. By then, I will never be alive again."


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