The old man ate the sesame seeds slowly and methodically, ignoring them and walking forward.
Suning tentatively said, "I'm very interested in the three things you mentioned."
"Let's find a place to sit down and have a chat?"
"If you are hungry, I can treat you to a meal."
The old man said angrily: "I'm just a delirious lunatic, and I don't deserve to be called a senior like you."
Suning said awkwardly: "You deserve it, you are an expert in this world, don't be so stingy."
The old man sneered and said: "You are right, I am a narrow-minded person, and I will retaliate for my anger."
"You two, one calls me a lunatic, and the other wants to push me down the mountain and break my leg."
"Oh, it was so powerful, it almost scared me to death."
Suning smiled bitterly and said: "It was an honest mistake and I didn't take any action."
"You also said that meeting is fate."
"Fate comes first, sin comes later."
"So, if you are feeling resentful, I'll give you a beating to vent your anger?"
The old man threw away the leftover sesame seed cakes, scratched the gap between his teeth with his index finger and said, "Boy, I'll reward you."
"Only if you can catch it are you qualified to ask me for advice."
"If you can't handle it, that girl's fate will be like this."
"Death or life, what does it have to do with me?"
Suning stood still in mid-air, his pupils dilated.
Half a piece of sesame cake was reduced to the size of a leaf after the old man ate it, but in Suning's eyes, it turned into a towering mountain.
The mountain is steep and endless.
It fell quietly with a terrifying attitude that covered the sky and the sun, with an astonishing momentum.
Suning was forced to retreat, concentrated his spiritual power on his right hand, and struggled to grab it.
At the same time, the sword energy surrounded all directions, forming a huge light curtain in front of him.
The Xunlong pen shuttled through the armband, with the tip of the pen facing upwards, and soared into the sky with the strongest blow Suning could unleash.
"boom."
Yellow light filled the sky, dotted with stars.
The majestic air waves are vented from the sky, layer by layer, continuous.
The Xunlong Pen whined and retreated again and again.
Suning's arms were shaking, and the light shield condensed by the sword energy suddenly shattered.
"puff."
Qi and blood are churning, and the pain in the internal organs is unbearable.
Blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth and formed a thread.
Suning's face was pale and his whole body was shaky.
The mountain is gone.
What caught my eye was still the inconspicuous little piece of sesame seed cake.
The pressure continued and there were collisions one after another.
Suning gritted his teeth and persisted, with a ferocious look on his face.
Until he landed on the ground, bent over and panted, finally holding the piece of sesame seed cake.
"collapse."
The final power exploded in the palm of my hand, rolling like a tide and difficult to suppress.
Suning half-knelt on the ground, almost crazy.
The old man looked at him from a distance and said with a smile: "I can bear your kneeling."
"You should atone for your grandfather Su Musheng's sins."
"This is what your Su family owes me, and I must pay it back."
He said it very softly and calmly, but Suning didn't hear it.
"Wow."
Blood spurts and slumps.
Suning struggled to get up, cupped his fists and bowed, "Senior, you are lucky to have lived up to your fate."
