Chapter 150: Seven-year-old doll

On the vast western frontier of the Stone Country, four villages and a small town sit like black spots.

In the middle of the village and the town, a dilapidated village covering a wide area, seems to be crumbling in the wind, and it seems to be dilapidated in the fall, showing many dilapidated buildings, standing in the mountains and mountains with towering ancient trees, and the twilight is heavy!

In an old room, on an old bed, there was a gray-haired old man, his face was like gold paper, his breath was like a gossamer, and his eyes were very dim, losing the brilliance of the past years.

Crunch!

The maple door, which had already been gone, was pushed open, and a thin little Zhengtai with clear eyebrows walked in with a limp, stood on the edge of the bed, and called softly, "Grandpa? ”

"Kid...... If I die, the only one who can't rest assured is you. The old man lifted his arm with difficulty, leaned forward, trembling a little, and only touched the child's hand several times.

"Grandpa, you won't die." Xiao Zhengtai wept.

"Kid...... Don't cry. The old man rubbed his pale little face with his rough palm, and tears flowed from his cloudy old eyes, and he was very reluctant.

"Grandpa!"

Xiao Zheng was crying too much, very helpless, lying on the edge of the bed, grabbing the old man's hand hard, refusing to let go.

"Ding, the heavens chat group invites you to join, do you accept it?"

Xiao Zhengtai, who was crying bitterly, suddenly heard a strange voice in his head, which made him stunned for a moment, and looked around but found that there was no third person in the room.

Heavens chat group? What's that? Why did you invite yourself to join?

The old man took his little hand with his big rough hand, looking left and right, full of pity, but his eyes were dim, and he opened his mouth to say something, but his chest rose and fell, and he was unable to speak.

"Grandpa, you can't leave me, what can I do if I'm left alone?"

Xiao Zhengtai came back to his senses, his eyes were sad, and he shook the old man's arm, but he found that the old man opened his mouth, but after saying the word "child" with difficulty, he could no longer speak, his eyes had no brilliance, and he could only gasp.

Xiao Zhengtai was sad, and suddenly remembered the legendary immortals mentioned by his grandfather when he used to tell him stories.

What kind of chat group was there just now, could it be that there are immortals calling them to save grandpa?

"Hey, there's a newcomer!"

Jiang Yan, who was lying on the sofa watching a soap opera, suddenly widened her eyes and noticed a new name on the list of group members.

"Newcomer ?!!!"

Fang Qingwei, who had just sent away a few Supreme Elders, was about to take a sip of tea, when she saw the new three words "Shi Qingfeng" in the list of group members, the teacup in her hand stopped directly at her lips.

The new members of the group this time don't seem to have any cultivation, and they are even weaker than they were at the beginning.

"No cultivation?"

In the boundless wilderness, Lu Ling, who swung his sword and killed a Dacheng stage demon beast, looked at the new group members, and suddenly remembered that he was like this when he first joined the group.

"This new group member is a bit weak, not even a level one"

"I don't know what kind of world the group leader searched this time."

"It shouldn't be bad."

……

Looking at the strange interface that appeared in his mind, and the sentences that appeared out of thin air, this seven-year-old Xiao Zhengtai was almost scared stupid, but when he thought of his grandfather with dim eyes in front of him, he still had the courage to speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, can you help me? I want to save my grandfather. ”

This speech stunned many group members.

Nima, why don't you play according to the routine.

According to normal logic, the new group members who have just come in should be unusually shocked by the chat group interface that appears in their minds, and then politely ask others in the chat group where this is.

Why is this new group member, as soon as he enters the chat group, he asks someone to save his grandfather.

"@石清风, how old are you?" Gu Kun recalled the perfect plot and asked directly.

"Immortal, I'm seven years old this year," Xiao Zhengtai replied truthfully, just wondering if Gu Kun would call himself "Shi Qingfeng", and his name in his memory was "Shi Hao".

Seven years old?

The other group members in the chat group were messy, but they didn't expect that the person who pulled into the chat group this time was actually a seven-year-old kid.

"Seven? Grandpa is dying? ”

Gu Kun quickly realized which plot this was, and it was estimated that the bear child was coming soon, so he sent Shi Qingfeng an exclusive red envelope without saying a word.

On the other side, just when Shi Qingfeng was sad, a little man in a tattered animal skin coat pushed the door and walked in, wiped a handful of tears, looked at the old man on the bed, and choked up: "Grandpa." ”

"Ah, you ......" The pale child was startled.

The old man on the bed was puzzled, at this dying moment, he saw such a child whom he had never seen before, and called him like this, and he looked at him in confusion.

The generation of strong people who used to dominate the storm finally couldn't withstand the years, and the situation was very bleak in their later years.

"Grandpa, I'm the kid back then, see you're here!" Xiao Bu choked up, he already knew that several old people who had been banished here were very kind to their family, and the child next to him was the one they got out to replace him.

Hearing this, the old man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and his originally dim eyes suddenly emitted a compelling brilliance at this time, and he said in a trembling voice: "You...... Is it really him? ”

He spoke, his voice was hurried, and his eyes were frightening.

"It's me, Grandpa, I see you're here." Xiao Budian grabbed his hand and choked up, and the other old people were gone, and he didn't have time to send one.

"Your wounded ......" the old man gasped and asked with some urgency, but he could only say these few words, and could not say anything else.

"My injuries healed and I survived." Xiao Bu nodded, he knew what the old man wanted to hear most now, and said softly: "I now have 108,000 catties of divine power with one arm. ”

He told the truth. Sure enough, when the old man heard this, his eyes widened in shock, his lips kept moving, and he pulled one of his arms, as if to confirm something.

"Grandpa, you have taken this elixir!"

Xiao Zhengtai on the side suddenly shouted excitedly, and an intoxicating medicinal fragrance permeated out, and the old man and Xiao Zhengtai took a breath into their stomachs, feeling slightly refreshed.

"Where did this elixir come from?" The old man looked at a turquoise round pill in Xiao Zhengtai's palm, and his face was surprised.

"Grandpa, eat quickly, you'll be fine!"

Xiao Zhengtai handed the pill to the old man and said eagerly.

"Uh...... Okay"

The old man felt that his time was short, so after hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth slightly and let Xiao Zhengtai put the pill in his mouth.

"Hmm"

As soon as the elixir entered his mouth, the old man felt a gentle energy instantly submerge into his body, and finally spread rapidly along his limbs, making him feel warm all over his body.

"My Body ......"

The old man, who was about to die, was surprised to find that his old body was full of vitality at the moment, as if he had returned to decades ago.