"Fellow Daoist! Calm down! Own! The white-haired old man blushed, struggling to finally hold back his words.

Xiao Ming was slightly relieved of the true qi in his hand, and when the white-haired old man took a deep breath, he tightened the true qi in his hand again, tiptoed, and carried the white-haired old man's neck in the direction of Xiao Hong.

"Give you time to breathe, tell me what I want, and I won't kill you."

can repel the personable man who has died with hatred, the white-haired old man is obviously not an ordinary person, one breath is enough to support him for a long time, although the expression in front of him is a little colder, his speech is a little fierce, and his movements are a little rougher, but he is obviously a countryman, and he will never kill himself.

The white-haired old man straightened out his thoughts, sighed in mid-air, but suddenly remembered his situation, and didn't dare to waste the air in his body anymore, "Fellow Daoist, it can be seen that you are a good person, Lao Dao, I will not hesitate to take my own old bones for the sake of the country, and I will persevere in fighting against the evil enemy and heroically, it is not easy, everyone is the flower of the motherland, your own people, stop being naughty, let go of the old way quickly." ”

Xiao Ming's face was expressionless, and he tightened the true qi in his hand.

The white-haired old man saw that he was less in and more out of breath, and he realized his situation more and more clearly, and he didn't dare to be naughty anymore, and said with a slight red face, "Fellow Daoist, you must also see that Lao Dao is a person of the country, up and down these years, busy before and after, delaying his practice, a few years ago, he could still fight with that bat, but over the years, he has lost more and won less, and he has become more and more unbearable.

However, at the moment when the country was in trouble, Lao Dao still stood up bravely, because on Lao Dao's shoulders, it was a mission! Because Lao Dao believes that Lao Dao is dead, the country is so big, there will always be new people who stand up! ”

Xiao Ming tightened the true qi in his hand again, and glanced coldly at the white-haired old man who seemed to have forgotten his situation, "Let's talk about the point." ”

The white-haired old man was stunned, the story told by Lao Dao made him almost moved, isn't this the point? Isn't this kid impressed at all? Could it be that this kid is not a countryman? Is it a lackey sent by a foreign evil force?

Although it is black hair, yellow skin, and an authentic Yanjing dialect, it may not be planned for a long time. A sudden sneak attack subdues the old way, but it controls but does not kill, there must be a conspiracy behind it!

The white-haired old man blushed, "Fellow Daoist, Lao Dao sensed that this old bat was offensive, so he rushed over, and just saw that Daoist friend was chasing and killing the old bat, Lao Dao gritted his teeth and stopped the old bat, Lao Dao really didn't know what the point was." ”

Xiao Ming's true anger in his hand was not loosened at all, and he asked coldly, "Who are you?" Is it the one who holds up to the sky? Or the one who is about to reach the sky? Why didn't you come? Why don't you wait until the bat is defeated? Whose man is the bat? ”

The white-haired old man sighed in his heart, these questions are false and real, real and false, this kid really has bad intentions and wants to spy on my Great China secret ghost.

The white-haired old man was silent, and couldn't help but start looking back on the past, but he found that he did not regret wasting his time, nor was he ashamed of doing nothing, because his whole life and all his energy were dedicated to the most precious cause of his life, and he practiced for the prosperity of my Greater China!

The white-haired old man, who landed on the ground with his feet and was about to be deeply moved, was suddenly stunned, but saw Xiao Ming let go of the big hand stuck on his neck and walked towards a woman lying on the ground.

The white-haired old man looked at this woman, with fairy hair, a slender body, and a small face, just in the middle of a beautiful life, not a prescription, but a red face and a thin life, the heavenly prince is ruthless, such a fairy and beauty, but it is already fragrant and jade.

Suddenly, the white-haired old man frowned, and the last expression that this incomprehensible little face showed to this world in his last life was actually laughing!

In that smile, it seems that a little girl has eaten the marshmallow of her dreams, like a girl who has just fallen in love and is held by her sweetheart, laughing cleanly, laughing incomprehensibly, laughing so much that she forgets time and life.

Xiao Ming walked up to Xiao Hong, gently took Xiao Hong's little hand, and kissed it deeply on the already cold fingertips. Then, Xiao Ming picked up Xiaohong, didn't look at the white-haired old man, and strode forward.

Where did the white-haired old man not understand what was happening? hurriedly trotted forward and persuaded, "Fellow Daoist, stay for the time being, listen to the old Tao!" This ......"

Xiao Ming hugged the beautiful woman in his arms, and did not stop, and interrupted the white-haired old man with a sneer, "I have already given you a chance." ”

The white-haired old man gritted his teeth, stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Ming's sleeve, "Fellow Daoist!" The old Tao is not the pedantic person, although it is already old, useless and old, but it has also been obsessed for a few years, in Yanjing City, everywhere the door and road, it is very familiar, but also ask the Taoist friends to stop for the time being, listen to the old Taoist friends for the Taoist friends to make it clear, so as not to kill the innocent by mistake and let go of the culprit. ”

Xiao Ming stopped, and the white-haired old man looked quietly, still with a face like ice.

The white-haired old man sighed and said slowly, "That old bat is a hegemon-level figure in the west, it is said that up to now, it has lived for at least a thousand years, there used to be a Holy See in the west or something, although it showed weakness and was not put in the eyes of the old bat, but it also involved the footsteps of the old bat to a certain extent, a few years ago, the old bat seized the opportunity and slaughtered the Holy See in one fell swoop, and then it was to develop its power and completely control the Western world, so it was impossible for someone in the country to command this." ”

Xiao Ming's expression was indifferent, and he continued to walk forward, and the white-haired old man hurriedly continued to speak, "Just now I saw an acquaintance next to him, who is an old man in the killer circle, it is said that as long as the starting price is paid, that person can kill all the people for you, never missed, and was once respected as the king of killers in the circle, because his style is mostly acting alone, people who don't understand, most of them think he is a free man, but Lao Dao is clear, he is the leader of a killer organization in China, the name of the organization is Soul Eater. ”

Xiao Ming's eyes finally fluctuated a little, but they seemed to be even colder, "You, who are you?" ”

The white-haired old man shivered from the cold, gritted his teeth, and finally spoke, "Lao Dao, I am not anyone's person, Lao Dao, I am a person of the country!" In this era, science and technology are so developed, and cultivation is so declining, carefree ordinary people can only live for a hundred years at most, let alone the head of a country. ”

Xiao Ming suddenly turned his head, glanced at the white-haired old man, picked up the beautiful woman in his arms, and strode away.

The white-haired old man looked at the direction of Xiao Ming's departure, stretched out a palm stupidly, and raised it flatly, as if he was ...... Catch the rain.

The white-haired old man woke up suddenly, and quickly took out a mobile phone from his pocket and dialed it towards one of the few contacts, "Hey? Listen to me, something happened......"