"Slip ...... Slip ......"

The carriage was quiet, and the iron claw drove the car very slowly and steadily, and there were hardly any bumps in the car.

The thin-skinned and stuffed wonton was swallowed by Old Man Chen shouting tears.

It's still a familiar taste, a taste that hasn't changed for so many years.

The third child still remembers him, he hasn't seen him for so many years, but his habits are remembered in his heart.

Ding Xiaoyi was surprised that Old Man Chen and the old man who sold wontons actually recognized each other.

But if you think about it carefully, the uncle who sells wontons has frosty white hair and is about the same age as Chen Lao.

It was not unusual for the two to recognize each other.

Even if it is modern scientific and medical methods, people's lives have been greatly improved, but there are very few old people who have really come down from the turbulent dark ages like Chen Lao.

Thinking of the previous photo, Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly took out the photo and quietly compared it.

Sure enough, the young man in the upper left corner wearing a white vest and pulling a girl looked very similar to the uncle who sold wontons.

It's just that the young man in the photo is masculine and vigorous, and the young and handsome are enough to beat those little fresh meats now.

Although the uncle who sells wontons is very similar in terms and corners, he is too old and can no longer see the style of the past.

Carefully flipped the photo to the back and took a look, and saw that behind the photo, the title of this uncle was suddenly written: [Martial King]

Eyes swept again, the last person in the photo, and the only man with a mask among the four men, his photo was written on the back of the [Strange Saint]

[Emperor Yan] [Futu Fire] [Martial King] [Trick Sage] This is the old man Chen and his four brothers back then.

From the titles of these people, it can be seen how high-spirited and powerful the four of them were back then.

Now that the years have passed, what is left behind is the old man with gray hair and dying life.

This can't help but make people sigh, and it is even more sad.

When they were at their most beautiful and bright, I don't know what kind of blow they suffered that would make them disappear completely.

"It's not too early, let's go to Wang's house!"

At this time, Old Man Chen glanced at the time, put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and said to Iron Claw.

"Old Chen! Think about it again, if there is anything, everyone can sit down and talk, there is no need to kill each other in the same room. ”

Finally, the silent iron claw couldn't help but speak.

"That's called roommates, go back and take a good look at the dictionary!"

Chen Lao pouted, not responding to Iron Claw's words, only pointing out his misuse.

Iron Claw's face turned red, and he was even more anxious: "Old Chen, the Wang family must have arranged an ambush now, you go to ...... at this time"

"Drive!"

Under the indifferent voice, with an impatient chill, the Zhenling Clamp in his hand also seemed to feel Chen Lao's killing intent, and trembled restlessly.

Seeing this, even though Iron Claw was very anxious, he didn't dare to say another word.

He was afraid that if he angered Chen Lao again at this time, it would be self-defeating at that time.

The car slowly drove into the direction of Wang's house, which was a castle-like mansion built in the suburbs by relying on the mountains and forests.

When the car reached the bottom of the mountain, there were people standing there waiting early.

Dressed in a black robe, his long hair was tied into braids, coiled up at random, and he looked sloppy, and those who didn't know were afraid that he would think that he had encountered a nervous disorder.

"It's him!"

When Iron Paw saw the man blocking the road at the foot of the mountain, he gradually slowed down and brought the car to a steady stop.

"Old Chen...... You look at ......"

Before Iron Claw finished speaking, he saw that Old Man Chen had already opened the car door, stepped out of the car with the Zhenling Clamp on his back.

"Hey, who is this??"

Ding Xiaoyi didn't follow for the first time, but hid in the car and asked.

While asking Iron Claw, a wisp of spiritual energy lit up in his eyes, and he saw that the sloppy man in front of him had an amazing fluctuation of spiritual energy surging on his body, and he was actually about the same as himself!

You must know that although you have only absorbed two bottles of psionic essence, it is because of the different methods.

The process of self-absorption is not wasted at all.

Therefore, the amount of a bottle of spiritual energy essence can make itself surpass others, and there are as many as five or six bottles of drinking methods.

The abundance of this spiritual energy in front of him is not much different from his current spiritual energy.

It can be seen that he is also a master!

"Drunk! This guy is a well-known intermediate soul slayer, if there is no accident, he may be nominated as a senior spirit slayer next year, and the Wang family has made a lot of money this time! ”

Iron Claw took a deep breath and whispered to Ding Xiaoyi about the origin of his drunkenness.

It is said that this guy must drink alcohol in order to exert the unique abilities of psionic creatures, and the stronger the drink, the stronger the strength.

But it is rumored that once again, he drank alcohol and almost gave up his life.

Since then, there have been few shots, and if he is nominated as a senior soul slayer next year, he will only be in his forties, and he is afraid that he will be the youngest master in recent years among the senior spirit slayers.

In addition to the spirit master's physique, he is much stronger than ordinary people, and his metabolism is also faster than ordinary people.

Can you drink alcohol until you get alcoholism, how much alcohol did this guy drink at the time?

said that he drank alcohol directly, and he believed it.

But what caught his attention even more was that this guy could only exert the power of psionic creatures by drinking, which would be the same as Wang Jialiang's must be women's clothes.

He was worried that the other party might have mastered the way to truly communicate with psionic creatures, and if so, the strength would be even more amazing.

It's no wonder that Iron Claw would say that the other party might be promoted to a high-level soul slayer next year.

"Senior Chen!"

The drunken man took two steps forward and respectfully saluted Chen Lao.

The name of the floating fire had been heard of as early as when he was very young.

It's just that I didn't expect that one day, I would face this senior.

"Let's go, or don't let me!"

With the stroking of the Soul Clip in his hand, it seemed to be more like comforting his old partner.

It's just that there is no patience in his voice when he spoke to Ding Xiaoyi in the past.

The drunken face was even more bitter, and he originally wanted to say a few shabby words, but he didn't think that Old Man Chen would be so direct.

But he is not angry, after all, he is a junior, and he is far from being qualified to be on an equal footing with a senior like Chen Lao.

"Don't let it!"

The drunken voice was loud and crisp, and there was no room for maneuver.

"I owe the Wang family a life, I should pay it back with my life, senior, offended!"

The drunken voice fell, quickly stepped back, and poured the wine gourd from his waist, and suddenly a strong aroma of wine diffused from the gourd.

It's a fruity flavor mixed with notes.

"It smells so good!"

The aroma of wine is pervasive, even Ding Xiaoyi and Tiepaw, who were sitting in the car, smelled the strong aroma of wine.

"Not good!"

At this time, Iron Claw suddenly remembered something, and quickly covered his mouth and nose: "Don't sniff, his wine..."

Before Iron Claw could say something more, a ghost began to appear in front of him, and the strong aroma of wine began to make him a little drunk.

Seeing the iron claw shaking his head, his face became redder and redder, and Ding Xiaoyi felt that he was becoming more and more energetic.

I don't know why, but he thinks that although the wine is fragrant, he doesn't think it will make him go up.

Soon, the air was filled with the smell of wine, which had caused a mist to condense around it.

The mist seemed to engulf everything around it, and gradually it was impossible to see what the surrounding environment was like.

Even Chen Lao's figure was engulfed in it.

At this time, a low voice was heard: "Wine burning!" ”

The moment the voice fell, a blazing heat burst out in the air in front of him.

I saw that those little mist in the white mist instantly seemed to be ignited.

Illuminate the surroundings into a sea of blazing fire.

"Whoosh!"

The sea of fire churned, condensed into a huge flaming fist, and smashed towards Old Chen.

In the shocking picture, the drunkard rushed forward with a fist and slammed into Chen Lai's head, the force so violent that the air made an explosion-like sound.

With the fire fist attacking, the heat flow makes people feel like their whole body is going to burn with it.

Seeing that this was wrong, Ding Xiaoyi pushed away the already drunk unconscious iron pillar in the driver's seat, quickly hung up the reverse gear, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

"Buzz!!"

The humming sound of the hovercar may be due to the thick alcohol in the air.

The car's vent erupted in blue flames.

The car quickly began to retreat, but the blazing heat was faster than theirs.

It struck like wildfire.

"This is the strength of the top masters!!"

Ding Xiaoyi's heart was furious for a while, and he felt that his preparation was sufficient.

But when I really faced this kind of top master, I realized that my idea seemed to be a little wrong.

The flames quickly began to make the car burn, and Ding Xiaoyi could even see the sparks burning in the air conditioner.

"It's so tender!"

In the sea of fire, the outline of Old Chen's figure emerged, and his thin palm suddenly grabbed forward.

Just listen to "Bang! There was a thud.

The light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and the burning flame was extinguished in an instant.

"Nourishing ......"

The moment the flames went out, the whole car began to smoke a puff of scorched smoke.

Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly pulled the iron claw to get out of the car, and then glanced in the direction of Old Man Chen, and was immediately stunned.

The air was filled with thick scorched smoke, and after a strong wind swept through and blew away the smoke and dust, I saw that Chen Lao was still standing in his original position, and he didn't even take a step out of his feet.

The withered palm was held high in the air, revealing the arm that was already like firewood under the sleeve.

Shockingly, he is such an arm that looks like it has no muscles, but it is carrying the throat of a drunkard, lifting people in the air, as easy as an eagle catching a chicken.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The slender fingers stuck on the drunkard's throat like golden hoops, making the drunkard's face red and purple, and the green tendons bulging on the forehead.

is still struggling, but finds that the disparity between the two is so great that it is desperate.

"It's been too long......"

Old man Chen's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he caressed the spirit clip in his hand, as if muttering, "It's been too long......"

As he spoke, he saw Old Man Chen smash his fist on the Zhenling clip.

"Bang! Boom! With a cracking sound, countless delicate parts split into several pieces in mid-air, and in the shattered box, a red blood light suddenly diffused from it, turning the sky into a bright red.

It burned like a blood-colored flame.

"Buzz ......" a large knife hung from the blood light, the unpretentious blade, without the slightest texture and decoration.

But with a wave, it tore like a ghostly howl, and Chen Lao held the blade in his hand, and suddenly the blood light seemed to cover it with a layer of blood-coagulated battle armor for a while.

"It's been too long!!"

Old Man Chen's voice came out of it, full of madness and tyranny: "You have forgotten me for too long, for too long, and you have forgotten how the fire under the floating slaughter burned?" ”

The moment the words fell, I saw Old Man Chen wave his hand and throw the drunkard in the air, and at the same time, the big knife in his hand was turned up, and a blood mark ran through the sky.

"Poof!!"

With the moment of blood, the blood burned in the air.

It's like scattered red fireworks, attracting everyone's attention.

Under the blood and fire, a head fell.

The drunkard's gaze spun rapidly in an instant, and his cheeks were still filled with horror and shock, and he finally fell to the ground from mid-air......