It turned out that at this time, a series of strange screams sounded without warning: "Boom...... ......"

At this time, it was early, it was not yet dark, and it was not the time when the ghosts and demons were infested in the middle of the night, but in this blue sky and white day, the strange cry sounded chilling, and it was really eerie and terrifying. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The voice screamed for a while, and then said, "Tut-tut...... Tut-tut...... Lao Tzu still doesn't dare to slaughter whichever one he wants, you stinky boy who hasn't come out of the shell, you think you are the Supreme Emperor, you really have no skin and no face, I don't know how thick the sky is. ”

Feng Yuan's surprise was really extraordinary, and in an instant, the cold hairs on his whole body stood upside down, and he couldn't help but tremble, his teeth lightly struck each other, making a "Gege" sound, and said in a trembling voice: "Who? Who is it? I've found you, come out for me quickly!"

As he said this, he carefully watched the movements around him, and no matter how good his eyesight was, where could he see half of the figure? However, Feng Yuan also heard that the person who spoke seemed to be an old man, and his voice was very vicissitudes.

After a while, the voice sounded again, and Wu spontaneously let out a series of strange screams, and finally said: "Hey, hey, you old boy is really smart and alert, and he is even more bold and careful, cunning like a fox, and he is full of wits when facing the enemy, and his face does not change. It's rare, it's rare, it's a pity. ”

Feng Yuan listened to the voice calling himself "old boy" one after another, and couldn't help but feel suffocated in his heart, a boy is a boy, why do you still add the word "old"? What kind of thing is this?

But listening to the voice didn't seem to be malicious, it was a little relieved. And he listened to the voice and praised himself, and for a time he was very useful to him. It's just that the voice at the end is sighing "It's a pity, it's a pity", but it's not easy to figure out what he meant.

However, listening to the meaning of that voice, it seemed that he had been here all along, and he had seen everything in his eyes and thought about the process of a series of things such as the group of masked men who came to assassinate him, thinking in his heart, otherwise how could he have said those words?

Thinking of this, Feng Yuan was even more shocked, and then thought: "If this guy who doesn't know if it's a human or a ghost has been here all along, why haven't I noticed it all along?" Take a step back and say, my cultivation is low, and I can't detect it, but none of the masked assassins even noticed it, and neither did my father and mother. This...... This...... Could it be that this guy really has extraordinary skills?"

Then I thought, "Who the hell is this guy, and what is the purpose of hiding here? I don't know if he is friend or foe?"

In an instant, countless thoughts turned in Feng Yuan's heart, and he didn't know what to think of dozens of hypotheses and speculations. Finally, I thought about whether the bright light emitted from my body when I was attacked by that group of masked assassins had something to do with this guy?

Just when Fengyuan's thoughts fluctuated and his feelings were mixed, he heard the voice and said: "I didn't expect that this barren place where birds don't poop and chickens don't lay eggs is also very mysterious. Just say that the drop of blood that the little doll who healed you gave you is not ordinary blood, it is the 'blood of the gods' for which hundreds of millions of beings snatched their heads. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly screamed again: "Ahh I can see clearly that little doll is not a god race, how can it have the 'blood of God'? But that drop of blood is obviously the 'blood of God', how can it be wrong? No, no, no, it's still wrong. Impossible, impossible ......"

This remark is like talking to oneself, and the words are not clear, the words do not reach the meaning, and they are inconsistent. What is wrong for a while, what is good for a while, what is wrong for a while, what is impossible for a while, etc.

For a while, it was difficult for Feng Yuan to understand. But listening to the meaning of the man's words, it seems that when his father was healing himself, he gave him a drop of blood, and that blood seemed to be some kind of "god's blood". He also said that his father was not a god, so how could he have the 'blood of the gods'? Not to mention that this was the Zhongtong Immortal Continent, how could the 'blood of the gods' appear here?

Feng Yuanzi didn't know what "God's Blood" was, nor did he know what a drop of "God's Blood" would mean, and he didn't know what secrets were hidden behind "God's Blood".

At this time, when the man mentioned this, he remembered that when he first woke up, his mother seemed to have leaked his mouth, and he had also mentioned to himself what kind of blood his father had sent to him, but when he asked what kind of blood it was, his mother did not tell him directly, and his father also took the opportunity to interrupt his questioning.

Presumably, that drop of blood is some kind of "blood of God". But why did the father, mother, and this man be so scruptuously about mentioning the "blood of God"?

Feng Yuan didn't know what the "blood of the gods" was, so he couldn't figure out the connection. At this time, the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't make sense, he shook his head, and he didn't think about it anymore, thinking why should he spend so much effort thinking about things he couldn't understand at this time, and ask his father and mother in the future.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought of asking this person what "God's Blood" was right now, but when he heard this person mention the word "God's Blood", he was already in a state of confusion. I thought that even if I asked, most of the time I wouldn't be able to ask why, and more likely, I would touch the ash of my nose for no reason.

Therefore, he just listened quietly to the man's own talk, without interjecting or interfering. And the man didn't care about him, he was just talking to himself.

After a long time, Feng Yuan heard that the man no longer talked to himself, so he asked tentatively: "Could it be that the seniors saved me?

But I heard the man snort, obviously quite dissatisfied, and then heard him say: "Lao Tzu doesn't have the spare time to care about your life or death, you are dead or alive, what does it have to do with Lao Tzu......? Shingo ...... That damn broken stone bead. ”

This sentence was said intermittently, stammering, obviously about to say something "my heart ......", but somehow, suddenly changed his words temporarily.

After the man paused, he suddenly scolded sharply: "What is so good about your grandmother's old boy, that this broken stone bead that kills a thousand knives actually chose you? It is simply unreasonable, Lao Tzu has been hunted and killed by the ghostly ghost thing day and night for this broken stone bead for a full 70,000 years, 70,000 years, 70,000 years, 70,000 years! In the end, because I lost my life's cultivation, I even lost my physical body, this ...... This damn broken stone bead still doesn't choose me! I ...... I...... I ......"

In a hurry, I only heard him say the word "I" three times in a row, and he couldn't take it anymore, and his voice trembled very much.

Feng Yuan just wanted to say something, but suddenly heard the man say: "Even if it is because this damn broken bead dislikes Lao Tzu's poor qualifications, Lao Tzu spent a full 70,000 years, and in the end, he almost lost his life, and he couldn't impress it."

"But since it appeared in the monastic realm, the creatures of the six continents have fallen in order to get it. Among the living beings who snatched him, there were also many people with outstanding talents, who had cultivated to shake the past and the present, how could not a single living being ever get it? Even the six great emperors who stood at the pinnacle of the cultivation realm, not a single one could get it. But it just chose you, the old boy, really, really angry......"

The more the man spoke, the more angry he became, and when he said that later, he was already scolding Fengyuan, scolding Fengyuan for how unpleasant, how shameless, how since his ancestors had been burning incense and praying for him since the eighteenth generation ago, doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, so that he had the good luck of his generation, and he actually got the broken stone beads that hundreds of millions of living beings could not get.

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