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Lang Jun held a pile of dry branches, holding the skewer of roasted bamboo rats in his hand, and approached the white-haired old man.

"Uncle, you can keep this bamboo rat and eat it, let's leave first."

Lang Jun was very polite and handed the bamboo rat meat to the white-haired old man.

"Hehe, why don't you eat it? Aren't you hungry? ”

The white-haired old man smiled wickedly and asked Lang Jundao.

Hey?

Lang Jun's eyes didn't rub the sand, and at this moment, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with this old man.

Especially this old man's eyes, with an evil light, are not good at first glance.

I really didn't see it just now, but when I saw it, Lang Jun suddenly raised his vigilance in his heart.

The white-haired old man also found that he had lost his temper, so he quickly pretended to be leisurely again, stretched his waist and said, "Since you don't eat, then I won't force you, come on, drink some water." ”

After speaking, the white-haired old man grabbed the two bowls with two big dirty hands and handed them over.

Lang Jun and Fang Yurou saw that the two bowls were very clean, and the water in them was quite clear, and they immediately felt dry mouth.

Fang Yurou was so thirsty that she really wanted to drink the water immediately, but Lang Jun didn't say anything, she still didn't mess around.

Because Lang Jun saw the evil eyes of the white-haired old man just now, he had already set up a defense in his heart, and of course Lang Jun didn't dare to drink the water given by the old man.

"Uncle, how long have you been living on the top of this mountain?"

Lang Jun didn't change much on the surface, and chatted with the old man very calmly.

The white-haired old man was very impatient, but he still pretended to be very leisurely, and said to Lang Jun: "I don't know how many years, the old man has no children and no daughters, and he likes this mountain top to be quiet and quiet. ”

"After so many years, have you never been down the mountain?"

Lang Jun asked again.

"Of course I haven't gone down the mountain, hehe, the old man likes to be isolated, for so many years, I haven't seen anyone except you two."

The white-haired old man laughed.

When Lang Jun heard this, he couldn't help but snort coldly and said, "You said that you are old, why do you want to lie?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Fang Yurou's heart was shocked, she knew that Lang Jun would not talk casually, what he said was so sure, then there must be something wrong with this old man.

The white-haired old man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he sneered and said, "Young man, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!" Why do you say I'm lying? ”

"Why? Hehe, do you want me to say it? ”

Lang Jun sneered.

"You can just say it, better convince me."

The white-haired old man stared at Lang Jun and said.

"You're all dirty, these two bowls are so clean? And this bowl is very new, it's not the kind of bowl that has been used for a few years at all, you said you haven't been down the mountain for many years, and you haven't seen anyone else, where did you get this new bowl from? ”

The white-haired old man gritted his teeth, his eyes were hideous, and he stared at Lang Jun without saying a word.

"Also, there's a bottle of drink behind that rock, and you made it yourself at the top of the mountain?"

Lang Jun's gaze swept to a stone on the old man's side, behind the stone, there was a half-bottle of drink, and only half of the bottle was exposed.

Fang Yurou found out that there was still a drink behind the stone, it seems that this old man is really lying, he hasn't gone down the mountain for many years, how can there be a drink?

"Damn, you're pretty smart!"

The white-haired old man stopped pretending, and suddenly got up from the ground and glared at Lang Jun with a fierce face.

"What the hell are you, old fellow? Did you put anything in these two bowls of water? ”

Lang Jun was no longer polite, and questioned the white-haired old man.

"Boy, you will never know who I am. You and this pretty girl have to die here tonight! ”

The white-haired old man had red eyes, and after saying this, he suddenly flicked his sleeves!

Not good!

Lang Jun didn't know well, before he figured out what the old man was throwing, he didn't dare to be careless at all, so he hugged Fang Yurou's waist and flashed to the side with her quickly!

Boom!

There were two explosions, and it turned out that the thing thrown out by the white-haired old man was an explosive, although it was only the size of an egg, but after it fell to the ground, it exploded, emitting a large amount of white smoke!

Lang Jun hurriedly held his breath, and at the same time covered Fang Yurou's mouth and nose with his big hand, afraid that she would inhale this kind of smoke.

But it was too late, the smoke was too close to Fang Yurou and Lang Jun, and before Fang Yurou could figure out what was going on, she inhaled two puffs of white smoke.

Choked Fang Yurou and coughed vigorously, Lang Jun's heart trembled, knowing that Sister Yurou had already caught the road and inhaled this kind of smoke.

Since the two things thrown out by the dead old man did not hurt people by exploding, and they emitted such a thick smoke, then it must be poisonous that this smoke has a poisonous effect.

When Lang Jun thought of this, he had no intention of going to settle accounts with this dead old man, but hugged Fang Yurou horizontally in front of his chest, and ran against the wind with the strength under his feet.

Running against the wind, it was difficult for the smoke to follow, and Lang Jun was still sober even at this critical juncture.

Fang Yurou was still coughing, Lang Jun was very distressed, and he ran more than twenty meters away, and then put Fang Yurou down.

"Sister Yurou, what do you think?"

"It's hard to breathe, and my chest hurts......"

Fang Yurou said a little weakly.

Seeing her like this, Lang Jun was really distressed and angry.

The distressing thing is that this beautiful woman has suffered, and the angry thing is that this dead old man of unknown origin, what kind of grudge does Lao Tzu have with him? He suddenly poisoned him?

"Don't be afraid, I'll show you."

Lang Jun comforted Fang Yurou, holding her body with one hand and touching her pulse with the other.

With this touch, Lang Jun's heart was half cold, Sister Yurou was very poisonous, and her life was in danger at any time!

it!

Lang Jun gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of the white-haired old man, but found that the smoke was still continuing, and the night was dark, so he couldn't see if the dead old man was still there.

It's too late to settle accounts with the old man now, Lang Jun was afraid that Fang Yurou would make a mistake, so he hurriedly kissed her, and while kissing her, Lang Jun bit his lip and let his blood flow into Fang Yurou's mouth.

Fang Yurou already knew Lang Jun very well, she knew that Lang Jun was helping her heal the poison, so she actively cooperated, sucked Lang Jun's lips, sucked the blood from Lang Jun into her mouth, and swallowed it again......

Lang Jun's blood is really perverted, after Fang Yurou inhaled some, she suddenly felt that her body was a lot stronger, it was not as uncomfortable as just now, and her breathing was much smoother.

"I'm fine, Lang Jun, why did the old man harm us?"

Fang Yurou asked.

"I don't know, I can only ask this dead old man!"

Lang Jun said.

"I'm still so uncomfortable, Lang Jun, I want to lie down for a while."

Fang Yurou's breathing became heavier again, and she looked at Lang Jun and whispered.

Lang Jun was shocked, he realized that Sister Yurou's poison was not ordinary, if it was ordinary, Sister Yurou had sucked a lot of his blood just now, and it should have been dissolved a long time ago.

Although Sister Yurou's symptoms have eased, they have aggravated so quickly, it seems that this toxicity is too strong and domineering.

When Lang Jun thought of this, he couldn't help but feel anxious, he could only control the toxicity with blood, and he wanted to completely help Sister Yurou detoxify, only by returning to Beihai City, preparing good herbs, and adding his own blood, could he be completely cured.

Seeing that the smoke not far away gradually dissipated, Lang Jun hugged Fang Yurou and looked in the direction of the white-haired old man.

I thought that this dead old man would run, but I didn't expect that this old guy not only didn't run, but also stood in place, as if waiting for Lang Jun to pass.

Damn, this old immortal, how can Lao Tzu let him go?

Lang Jun was annoyed, his temper was not a joke, at this moment, he had already moved to kill this old bastard!

"Lang Jun, be careful, this old man is quite cunning."

Fang Yurou understood that Lang Jun would not give up, so she reminded Lang Jun.

"I know."

Lang Jun said in a deep voice, hugged Fang Yurou, and walked towards the white-haired old man step by step.

The white-haired old man stood there motionless, what was the expression on his face, Lang Jun couldn't see it, but he saw the old man standing there with his waist straight, and he saw that he was a guy with an excellent body.

Seeing Lang Jun approaching, the white-haired old man pouted, suddenly stretched his hand to his waist, and jerked!

Whoa!

The white-haired old man drew a soft sword from his waist, trembling, glistening in the moonlight.

Lang Jun looked at this strange old man coldly, he had already analyzed in his heart, this old man must have foreign aid, someone sent him something from outside, drinks and two new bowls, which is the best proof.

Since he has no grudges or enmity with this old man, the person who gave this old man something may be the main messenger behind the scenes.

Thinking of this, Lang Jun shook his spirits and stared at the white-haired old man in front of him.

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