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Chapter 1495 Foodies

At the end of the line of sight, a shriveled and short old man was jumping up and down.

A fat bluebird squatted on his shoulder, flapping its wings excitedly. Perhaps because it was too plump, its excited movements were clumsy and ugly.

When Tang Yan opened his eyes and looked towards the horizon, the old man smiled and raised his hand at the same time, saying hello cheerfully.

The two of them are thousands of meters apart!

"Why is he here?" Tang Yan was surprised.

Although the battle between him and Hanhuang was very fierce, the whole process did not last too long, and the speed from the ancient city to here was very fast. Under normal circumstances, no one should catch up so quickly.

Even if someone comes to follow you, at least they must do it after you have dealt with everything yourself.

Tang Yan is very confident in his time management.

But……

As he watched, Tang Yan's face slowly darkened.

The old man looked like he was pacing slowly and leisurely, but the distance between them was getting closer at an alarming speed, one step was a hundred meters, five steps was a mile, it was ethereal and mysterious.

In a dazed moment, he had already arrived in front of him.

"Shrink to the ground? This old man is quite capable." Tang Yan was secretly wary, with a smile on his face.

The old man looked at Tang Yan and smiled. He also smiled, and his smile was even brighter: "Little brother, where is Hanhuang? Where did you do it?"

"The fight is over, let's go home."

"Really? It's so fast." The old man looked behind Tang Yan. The wilderness was dim, unable to see the edge, silent and lifeless.

"Are you here for a walk?"

"No, I'm here to fish."

"You should go fishing in the sea. There is no water and no fish here."

The old man looked at Tang Yan for a while, grinned again, and simply sat in front of him: "Who said you have to go to the sea to fish? Besides, what I fish is not fish in the water."

"Then what are you fishing for? Could it be that you're fishing for mice?"

"Hey." The old man touched his nose, and the blue bird on his shoulder quacked strangely.

"Sorry to say it? It doesn't matter, please do it, I need to rest." Tang Yan raised his hand to see the guest off and gave the eviction order.

He didn't know why, or it seemed like an illusion, but the old man suddenly gave him a feeling of extreme danger. It was so dangerous that his spirit was involuntarily tense.

"What I want to catch is your golden lion, the one with three heads. But I need some bait. I plan to use your meat to catch it. Can you lend me some?"

Tang Yan smiled: "Old man, you have to deal with it? Do you know how to write the word "death"?

"I know, a... evil... dagger..." The old man deliberately twisted his tongue when he spoke, and coupled with his weird smile, it sounded like he was cursing.

One evil dagger? One stupid bi? Tang Yan was stunned for a moment and couldn't laugh or cry. I have been playing tricks all my life, but today I was fooled by this old ruffian.

"Lend me some? Not too much, fifty pounds, including blood and meat, and three stick bones by the way. That golden lion looks like he has a big appetite, and you need to use aniseed to lure him in."

Tang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you here to cause trouble?"

"Ah, how did you know? Did you see it?" The old man pretended to be surprised.

Tang Yan looked at him intently for a while, then suddenly punched out, hitting the old man's head like a thunderbolt, ruthlessly and with murderous intent.

but……

The old man's smile disappeared and he remained calm. He easily tilted his head to the side, no more, no less, but just in time to avoid his fist.

Huh? Tang Yan was secretly startled. He raised his fists and punched out a fist, which flooded the old man's head like a violent storm.

but……

The old man sat calmly, smiling cheerfully, but easily dodged every fist and elbow.

Tang Yan gradually slowed down, and finally stopped altogether. The surprise in his heart became more and more serious, this old man was not simple.

"Little brother, let me ask you again, where did you take Han Huang?" The old man seemed like nothing happened.

"Gone."

"Don't lie to me."

"What are you doing with him?"

"Eat. Hehe, as I get older, I am deficient in calcium, but nutritious. I need to stew bones and make soup regularly, drink more alcohol and eat more meat."

"You dare to eat the corpse of a member of the royal family?"

"Why don't you dare? I didn't kill the person." The old man's smile was cold and ferocious.

Many people saw that the boy in front of them led Han Huang away. Even if there was an accident, they would naturally think that it was the boy in front of them who did it and would not suspect themselves.

Therefore, no matter who wins or loses today, who lives or dies, he has no intention of letting anyone go.

After everything was dealt with, he continued to lead his own world. The Zombie Royal Family fully wanted the "missing" Tang Yan and destroyed the forces behind Tang Yan.

Tang Yan sat with the old man for a long time, his eyes narrowed again and again: "You... are not a semi-saint..."

"Did I say I was?"

"You are not a Martial Lord either."

"I have been away from that era for a long, long time."

"You are... a saint..." When Tang Yan said these words, he felt his throat was a little dry. He felt that the old man's breath was weird before, but he should not be a saint, but now... under this old skin, this naughty...

Underneath his smiling face, there is actually a saint.

"Don't you feel like me?"

Tang Yan's face was solemn and he couldn't say a word.

The old man chuckled, and the blue bird on his shoulder laughed even more cheerfully, even arrogantly.

"What do you want to do when you come to me?"

"Eat." The old man answered easily.

"I have wine and meat here."

"I eat only high-quality meat, don't use those rubbish things to try to dodge me." The old man stood up, hugged his blue bird and walked to the side, looking around at the dim wilderness: "Where did you take the drought?"

Already?"

"He has left, and I have to leave too." Tang Yan didn't want to get involved with the old man anymore, so he got up and left quickly.

But the old man stood in front of him like a ghost: "You have already got into my pot. If you don't let me have a good meal, how can you walk away easily?"

"Old guy, just play with your bird. I won't serve you." Tang Yan continued to move forward and passed the old man.

The old man once again stopped in front of him and faced him face to face, stepping back step by step as Tang Yan moved forward. "I saw the last collision between you and Hanhuang, but then he disappeared inexplicably. What happened?

What happened? How did you do it?"

"Are we familiar? Why do I need to explain to you?" Tang Yan continued walking forward.

"What are your last words? You can't carry a secret into the coffin, right?"

"Are you so confident that you can kill me?"

"Is there still any doubt about this?"

"How about we make a bet? If I can hold on to you for ten moves, how about you lose an arm?"

"Old man, I'm here to eat, not to bet."

"Huh, are you scared?"

"Little guy, put away your trick, it won't work in front of me. Come on, come on, tell me quickly, otherwise you will have no chance."

Tang Yan paused, the swastika seal loomed between his eyebrows, and the eight-phase thunder seal suddenly unfolded, turning into eight lightning bolts that struck in eight different directions, meeting each other a thousand meters away.

The old man was a little dazed, and the blue bird on his shoulder immediately began to scream impatiently.

"We'll see you later." Tang Yan appeared in the dark sky and fired rapidly into the distance.

"Have you left? Your people who left will not be able to leave your name." The old man looked at the direction Tang Yan left with a smile, and his voice echoed like a loud bell in the world, expanding in the boundless wilderness. "

If I visit the Corpse Royal Family and say that one of their descendants was killed by a stupid kid, how will the Corpse Royal Family react?"

Tang Yan suddenly stopped in mid-air, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter.

"I would like to add by the way, that kid is accompanied by a hellhound mourning dog, and he also has a black coat of arms on his neck. Can you help me analyze it, how will the big bosses of the Corpse Royal Family react?"

Tang Yan stood thousands of meters away in the sky, slowly turned his head, clenched his fists, and the sound of crunching joints echoed clearly in the dark sky.

"Would you rather be eaten by me? Or would you rather be caught by the Corpse Royal Family? Be good, old man, I only eat meat and bones, not souls. But if you fall into the hands of those freaks from the Corpse Royal Family, what will you do?

Life is worse than death."

Tang Yan stood coldly in the sky, as if he was nailed to the dark sky, his eyes became increasingly cold, and a murderous intention flashed hard between his eyebrows, appearing and disappearing, restraining himself, but unable to restrain it.

"Come on, come on, come to the pot." The old man smiled and took out the big black pot from his space belt, and greeted Tang Yan by banging it.

"Old guy, you're going to die on your own. You can't live." Tang Yan's eyes flashed brightly as he made the most difficult and crazy decision in history.

"Come on, hurry up, I can't wait any longer, come to the pot. As expected, you have collected the dry bamboo in a treasure vessel. When I eat you, the treasure vessel will be mine, and then I will put the contents inside

Put out the dry bamboo and stew them together. Wow haha, it’s a great harvest today, a great harvest, I’m so happy.”

The more the old man thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more excited he became, the more he laughed wildly, jumping up and down, and was extremely happy.

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo excited, raising its head and howling strangely, trying hard to fly over, but it was too fat and couldn't fly.

Tang Yan stood in the sky, clenching his hands again and again, then loosening them, and soon clenching them again, making a decision, a difficult decision. Should he leave? If he left, his secret of killing Hanhuang would eventually be revealed, and even implicate Cerberus.

.Do you want to stay? The opponent is a strong man in the Holy Realm. Can you resist it?

Gudong!

Gudong!

Tang Yan felt that the world had become quiet. The sound of a strong heartbeat echoed in his ears, and his eyes focused on the arrogant old man through the darkness.

Kill? Kill! Kill? Kill! Kill? Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

"Kill!" Tang Yan took a deep breath, and after a rapid change of consciousness, he completely froze. The moment the thought came into being, the blood in his body suddenly became hot, and every cell inside and outside up and down was hot.


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