Chapter 1182 The right hand is like a bird's claw, and the left hand is like a bear's paw

At midnight tonight, the Fire and the Dwarf King of the Dark Elves have made an appointment. The meeting place is the newly built Julong City meeting room. The renovated Julong City meeting room is more luxurious and magnificent than before.

The living room was brightly lit, and there was only one person sitting in the huge living room.

When the dwarf King of the Dark Elves came, it was exactly midnight. Not a single point, not a single point.

The dwarf king of the dark elves cautiously ascended the steps and cautiously walked to the gate. The gates are hidden. The dwarf, the king of the dark elves, didn't make any sound, and the people in the house knew.

"Come in!"

It was an old voice.

The dwarf king of the dark elves was taken aback, his voice was unfamiliar, it was not the voice of the fire people at all.

The dwarf, the king of the dark elves, slowly pushed the door open.

As soon as the door was opened, a cold wind blew in front of me.

The lights were on in the house. The lights are bright.

An old man with gray hair with his hands on his back and his back to the dwarf, the King of the Dark Elves.

The back of this person, which looks blurry, gives a sense of unreality.

The dwarf, the king of the dark elves, shuddered. Before he could speak, the lights in the room suddenly went out.

As soon as the lights went out, the cold in the house became heavier.

The dwarf, the king of the dark elves, was about to withdraw. Suddenly, a light lit up in the hall. The light is green, and it looks like it makes people's hair tingle.

"You are the head of the Gathering Dragon City?" The old voice suddenly sounded: "Your injuries can only be healed by me." Your spiritual power, only I can help you recover. ”

The dwarf king of the dark elves hissed, "You are ......"

The old man with an old voice said, "It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that only I can help you heal. ”

The dwarf King of the Dark Elves' eyes flickered, he looked at the small green light suspended in the hall, and suddenly said, "Who is not my master who called you?"

The old man with an old voice said lightly: "Not bad." ”

The dwarf king of the dark elves was still not at ease, he stared at the old man's back, and said tentatively, "Do you know how I was injured?"

The old man said coldly: "The Netherworld Boy fought with Luo Xiaofeng, although you didn't participate, you were also a victim. ”

The dwarf king of the dark elves excitedly said, "You're right!"

The old man said coldly: "Since what you said is good, why don't you hurry up?"

The heart of the dwarf dark elf king thumped, if this old man could heal his injuries and help him recover his spiritual power, then he could be proud again. After the spiritual power was damaged, the spiritual power of the current dwarf Dark Elf King was only at the level of the Holy Spirit Realm. Compared to the previous Divine Spirit Realm, the difference between the cultivation of the Holy Spirit Realm and the previous Divine Spirit Realm was simply 108,000 miles.

The old man still stood there motionless with his hands on his back.

The dwarf king of the dark elves walked over excitedly, and when the king of the dwarfs dark elves was less than a meter away from the old man, the small green light suspended in the air suddenly glowed green.

The little dwarf king of the dark elves was taken aback, and at the moment when he was stunned, the old man suddenly turned around.

The moment the old man turned around, the bright green light shone straight on the old man's face.

The moment he saw the old man's face, the blood in the dwarf dark elf king's body seemed to freeze all at once. A chill, from his heels, rushed to the top of his head at once. No one can describe how the dwarf, the king of the dark elves, felt the moment he saw the old man's face.

The dwarf, the king of the dark elves, involuntarily took several steps back.

The old man's face, no, it was not a face at all, and in the green light, it looked too terrifying. This face is full of scars, and none of the facial features on the face are intact, and none of them are in their original positions. His eyes, his nose, his mouth, his eyebrows, his ears, were not only mutilated, but they also emitted a disgusting rancid smell. The old man's face was pitch black, and there was not a single intact piece of skin on his entire face. Several pieces of skin had fallen off and hung on the face. This look, no matter how bold you are, your hair will be numb.

The dwarf king of the dark elves trembled, "You...... Can you heal my wounds?"

The old man said lightly: "I just said that no one can cure your injury except me." ”

The dwarf king of the dark elves emboldened: "If your old man can heal my wounds, you are my great benefactor." ”

The old man smiled, and as soon as he smiled, the muscles on his face twisted strangely, and the broken skin hanging on his face seemed to be about to fall off. Streams of pus, seeping out of the chapped skin, exuded a suffocating stench.

The dwarf king of the dark elves couldn't take it anymore, and he ran to a corner of the hall, leaned down, and vomited violently.

The old man looked at the dwarf king of the dark elves, and suddenly let out a grotesque laugh from his mouth.

This strange laughter is very reminiscent of the devil in hell.

The dwarf king of the dark elves straightened up, he didn't dare to look at the old man's face again, he was afraid that he would vomit again.

"Are you ready?"

The old man's old voice suddenly sounded behind the dwarf king of the dark elves.

The dwarf king of the dark elves hurriedly said, "Okay...... Good...... I'm ready to ......"

"In that case, let's get started!"

The dwarf king of the dark elves couldn't help but ask, "I...... What should I do?"

"You don't have to do anything, just stand here. As soon as the old man's words fell, he stretched out a withered palm. This withered palm is not much different from a withered bird's claw.

The withered palm rested gently on the shoulder of the dwarf, the king of the dark elves.

The dwarf King of the Dark Elves shivered, and a strange chill ran down his shoulder blades and into his heart at once.

The dwarf King of the Dark Elves' face changed, pale, and his blood seemed to be frozen all at once. He opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't breathe, and his whole body seemed to become an ice sculpture all of a sudden.

The old man's other hand slowly poked out from his wide sleeve, and this hand was not like a bird's claw, but like a bear's paw. The same person has two completely different hands.

Who is this man? a monster on earth, or a devil in hell?

The dwarf king of the dark elves did not look at the old man's hand, and if he did, he would be surprised again.

The old man's right hand is like a bird's claw, and the old man's left hand is like a bear's paw!

When the old man stood motionless with his hands on his back, no one would notice his hands, hidden in the wide sleeves of his coat.

The dwarf king of the dark elves could not move, and the old man's claw-like right hand froze as soon as he rested on his shoulder.

It's a chilling hand.

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