At this moment, a white shadow flew like Yang Tian at a speed that was difficult to see, and took him in his hand, and then fell to the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's going on, how could such a young child fall from above, this Soul Cliff is blocked by a powerful field, it is impossible for him to fall, strange, strange."

This is an old man, he said to himself, and walked towards a grass hut with Yang Tian in his arms, "Let's wait for this child to wake up and ask him." ”

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Time passed like this, and at last, the old man heard the child's murmuring.

"What's wrong with you?" The old man asked.

"How did I end up here, who are you?"

"Why, don't ask me who you are, tell me how you got down."

"I, how did I get here, how did I get down?"

"Who are you, tell me who you are first."

"I, who am I, yes, who am I?"

"Oh no, this kid must have been frightened and frustrated. I'll help him. ”

The old man said this to himself, and because of this, a burst of white light appeared on his body, and there were words in his mouth, and finally the old man read "With my thoughts, I will cross the other side." "If there is a cultivator here, he will be surprised when he hears this, this is a trick that can only be used if you have the strength of a scattered immortal, is there a scattered immortal at the bottom of this Soul Cliff, who is he? .

"How is that possible?" The old man shouted violently, "How can my Soul Restoration Spell fail, it's impossible." It turned out that the old man was surprised to find out that his revenating spell had no effect on the child.

"What the hell is going on. How is this possible, who is he? The old man had this question in his heart.

In fact, this can only be blamed on Yang Tian's Holy Yin Blood Body, his spell naturally lost its effect at this time, and when he fell off the cliff, a three-year-old child was naturally scared to death, and the strange power of the Soul Cliff was false, and he was still affected by this, so he was frustrated.

Quiet.

It's extremely quiet again.

Neither of them spoke.

Look at each other face to face.

"Woo woo."

It was the child who cried first, after all, a person who doesn't know about his past is pathetic.

"I'm hungry." The child said again.

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but smile bitterly. You know, he doesn't know how long he hasn't eaten...

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