Chapter Seventy-Five: It's You Dead Old Man Again
City B, night falls, Li Mengyao's villa, Han Xue tidied up her belongings and prepared to go to bed, her important things are only this photo on the table, which was taken by Han Xue with her parents in high school, for her, this is the most important memory and her most important thing.
"Meng Yao, what's wrong with Ye Ming, from the moment I entered the door just now, I noticed that his face was not quite right. Han Xue put down the photo and turned her head and asked.
"Who knows, but it should be fine, I got him dinner, Han Xue, have you eaten, or I'll ......"
"No, I'll eat it. Han Xue hurriedly interrupted Li Mengyao, as her best friend, Han Xue had learned Li Mengyao's exquisite cooking skills, that cooking, top culinary masters could not compare with her, eating her dishes for three lives was not enough, Han Xue had learned Li Mengyao's cooking skills before, only from that time Han Xue didn't dare to let Li Mengyao go to the kitchen.
"Eat, forget it, go to sleep!" Li Mengyao was wearing white silk pajamas, like a hibiscus out of the water, a fairy who had strayed into the mortal dust, full of sexy, rolled up the quilt and went to sleep, Han Xue saw this, shook her head helplessly, and also took off her coat and prepared to sleep, Han Xue was wearing black silk pajamas, plus that perfect figure, if Ye Ming saw it, she would probably faint with a nosebleed!
"Woo woo, my stomach hurts!" Ye Ming squatted in the toilet and covered his stomach in pain. I didn't expect that eating the dishes made by Li Mengyao would have an effect so quickly, and I died of pain, and I must not eat the dishes made by Mengyao in the future, ten lives are not enough.
"Okay, comfortable. "Damn, I'm about to collapse, Ye Ming dragged his back and slowly walked out of the toilet, suddenly his eyes changed, there are people in this hall, Ye Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes looked in all directions, and his ears listened to all directions.
"Someone, get out of here. There was silence all around, and it seemed as if there was no one left, but, "Fire Spirit Flame." Ye Ming suddenly lit a raging flame on the palm of his hand and went towards the door, "Boy, you want to roast the old man and me!" A figure appeared in the slightly distorted space, and it was the mysterious old man who had fought with Ye Ming last time.
"I'll fuck you, it's you perverted old man again. Ye Ming was surprised when he saw that the person who came was dressed in a black robe.
"Hehe, it's me!"
"Say, what are your intentions in coming here this time!" Ye Ming said, pointing to the mysterious old man.
"Hehe, attempt, what can I do, Ye boy, don't treat me as a burglar. "This dead old man still knows my name, wow, you dead old man, it seems that he knows my identity clearly, in Ye Ming's heart, he has long regarded him as a bad person, and Ye Ming suffered a lot last time he had a duel with him.
"Okay, you are always a mysterious old man with high morality, everyone sees death, and flowers see flowers. Ye Ming slammed the door directly and left, too lazy to care about this perverted neurosis, but Ye Ming was mainly afraid that he would fight with him like last time, this villa could not withstand the toss of the two!
"Hmph, this kid, but boy! this time, I'm here to play with you again. The mysterious old man smiled, and his figure slowly thinned out of thin air.
On the outskirts of Xincun Town, Ye Ming sighed and said, "Old man, what do you want to do!" But the old man's next words directly made Ye Ming fall into the abyss, shouting that bad luck was coming, and he couldn't stop it.
"Ye boy, I'm here to compete with you this time to see if your abilities have improved after so long. After the old man finished speaking, a wind blade flew out and shot straight at Ye Ming, "Damn, you are an old immortal, you will start fighting without saying a word, wipe!" Ye Ming scolded, and the fire ability burst out, wrapping the whole body to block the cutting of the wind blade, I go, this old man is a competition, it is simply murder! What the fortune teller said is true, these few weeks have been really bad luck, even if it is bad luck, there is no need to come to such a big bad luck all at once, it will kill people.
The mysterious old man smiled slightly, stretched out his slightly dry palm, and muttered in his mouth: "Breaking the ice, Fengyue, Dancing Dragon......" Gradually three kinds of light appeared on his body: white, green, and red, Ye Ming saw this, his pupils shrank, and he was shocked: "This ...... It's not going to be a combination of fire, wind, and ice!OhmyGod!"
"Hehe, Ye boy, pick me up. The mysterious old man's palms swayed slightly, his hands rotated halfway clockwise in front of him, and the three colors of alien energy gathered together, and shouted: "Ice Wind Hell Dragon Break." "A dragon with a silver-white body flashed towards Ye Ming, not only that, but above the dragon's body was an incomparably cold air on the left, and on the right was an incomparably hot flame, where it passed, the earth froze, burned everything, the earth began to crack, and the flowers and plants withered and turned into ashes.
"Damn, your sister, Lao Tzu fought with you, ah! Ye Ming roared and made a big move, time stopped everything, wind and fire struck, and the powerful alien energy made the place where Ye Ming was standing slightly distorted, and even the sky became distorted, "Good boy, I haven't seen you for a few days, and my strength has improved a lot!" The powerful aura made the surrounding animals become irritable, and the street lights flickered constantly......