The old man in the yellow shirt is famous for his ability to read words and feelings.

Almost instantly, he guessed what Han Lin was thinking.

Suddenly, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and at the same time immediately said: "It's okay if you want me to hand over the ancient books, but you must let me go first, otherwise you will kill me again when you get the ancient books, won't I make you a wedding dress for nothing!" ”

"Then what if you don't give me the ancient books after you're gone?"

Han Lin asked with a sneer.

The old man in the yellow shirt bared his teeth, and after a long time, he couldn't help but say: "Then I can call my favorite descendant, that is my most beloved grandson, the inheritor of my mantle, if he dies, it will be meaningless for me to live, so you can take him as a hostage, after I leave, I will give you the ancient books, and after you confirm that it is correct, let go of my grandson, how!" ”

Han Lin smiled: "What if you don't care about your grandson? Or, you really don't care about your grandson, otherwise why aren't you afraid that I will tear up the ticket in advance? ”

"If we can't even establish this trust, then this transaction must not be completed, we can't take what we need, you kill me, it's a pity that that ancient book is hidden by me in the most secret place, in this world, except for me, no one knows how to find it!"

The old man in the yellow shirt spread his hands and put on a helpless look.

Han Lin's eyes flashed.

In fact, he also knew that there was such an ancient book, which recorded the so-called secret art of resurrecting the dead.

But he had already received the news that this ancient book had disappeared hundreds of years ago, so he didn't think about it at all.

Now, the news of ancient books suddenly appeared, and he couldn't help but be moved.

If Liuyin doesn't work, this ancient book is his last hope!

Suddenly, Han Lin's eyes flashed, and he felt that there were people around him again, and without thinking about it, the group of killers chased after him again.

Unwilling to entangle more, Han Lin grabbed the old man in the yellow shirt and turned into a ray of light and quickly walked away.

When he came to a deserted deep mountain, he put down the old man in the yellow shirt and stopped.

"Well, have you thought about it?"

The old man in the yellow shirt was quite anti-guest at the moment, and he was sure that Han Lin would not dare to kill him.

Han Lin sneered and said: "There was once a person I trusted very much, who suddenly attacked me, sealed all the acupuncture points of my whole body, and made me a mortal, if it weren't for God's mercy, I would almost have to slowly grow old and die with the body of a mortal, now that I think about it, I am afraid in my heart!" ”

"What do you mean!"

The old man in the yellow shirt was stunned for a moment, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

"I also want to seal the acupuncture points around you, unless you can find the Grandmaster Strong, don't think you can unlock it, as a Master Strongman, you may not be afraid of punishment, but I don't know if this feeling of falling from the clouds into the mud, can you hold it!"

As Han Lin spoke, a violent internal energy poured out and rushed directly into the body of the old man in the yellow shirt.

In an instant, the old man in the yellow shirt felt that all the big points around his body were all shut down under the action of a huge force, and no matter how the internal strength in his body roared and rolled, it couldn't even be circulated.

After all the acupuncture points were completely sealed, the old man in the yellow shirt seemed to be twenty years old, and in the past, he could move mountains and reclaim the sea with a single thought, but at this moment, he would be out of breath even if he stood up and walked two steps.

"You... Untie it for me! ”

In an instant, the old man in the yellow shirt was sweating profusely, and he shouted to Han Lin heartbreakingly: "If you don't untie it, I will kill myself immediately, and you will never get that ancient book at that time, I'm not kidding, only I know where that ancient book is!" ”

"If you were willing to die, you would have committed suicide a long time ago, why bother to take out ancient books to tempt me?"

Han Lin smiled coldly: "Since you want to live, then let's live, it's just that this process of living will be very uncomfortable, think about it, your enemies should not be less, guess what, when they know that your cultivation is lost, what will they do?" What about your children and grandchildren overseas! ”

"Bastard, how dare you torture me like this!"

The old man in the yellow shirt almost didn't say anything, and shouted loudly.

"Twenty miles east of here, you can get to the main road, and I'm sure you'll contact me soon when you get back!"

Han Lin didn't bother to pay attention to it, jumped over, and disappeared into the sky directly.

The old man in the yellow shirt trembled all over, without cultivation, he was not even as good as a mortal, and now he almost wanted to die.

But the fear of death also made him ruthless and hit him headlong.

After hesitating for a long time, when there was a burning hunger in his belly, he finally walked in the direction of the road under the instinct of instinct.

When it was dark, he finally came to the main road, where there were many cars coming and going, but few of them stopped.

He mustered up the courage to block the road, and finally stopped a car, but after the strong man in the car got down, he directly gave him two slaps.

"Old thing, you want to die and roll outside to die, dare to touch Lao Tzu's porcelain?"

The strong man scolded angrily and threw him to the side of the road.

The old man in the yellow shirt resisted the murderous thoughts and shouted: "Use your mobile phone for me, take me to the city, and I will give you a million, no, 10 million, 100 million!" ”

"You think I'm stupid? Just like you, 100 million? Do you want 100 million dark coins, Lao Tzu will burn it to you, get out! ”

The strong man slapped the old man in the yellow shirt again, and the old man in the yellow shirt had a long nosebleed, which was extremely miserable.

Seeing the strong man driving away, the grief and indignation in the heart of the old man in the yellow shirt were almost indescribable.

How could he have suffered such an insult, he thought that he was a master, since he was a child, he has shown a talent for internal strength, he has been the pride of the sky since he was a child, and he has never been wronged at all.

But today, any passer-by dared to slap him and beat him to a long nosebleed.

Damn, that Han Lin is really so hateful, how did he come up with such a means of torturing people!

While the old man in the yellow shirt was wailing in his heart, he still couldn't make up his mind to die.

He still wants to live, even if his cultivation is lost, he can have a good old age.

Finally, he met a kind man and lent him his mobile phone, and he called his own people over.

"Ancestor, why are you like this!"

The clansmen were shocked when they saw the embarrassed appearance of the old man in the yellow shirt.

"My cultivation is exhausted, I can only do this, you go and check, there is a strong man passing by this road today, I will break him into ten thousand pieces!"

After the old man in the yellow shirt saw his clansmen, he finally had some confidence.

When the clansmen heard this, they showed a strange look on their faces, and after a long time, the clansmen did not immediately look for the so-called strong man, but asked tentatively:

"Ancestor, what do you mean by the loss of cultivation? Was the injury too severe? When will it be restored? ”

Hearing this, the old man in the yellow shirt immediately became furious, and went up and gave the clansman a big slap: "Idiot, I said that if I lose my cultivation, I will lose my cultivation, and I can't recover, what, I want to rebel?" Don't forget, I am your ancestor, your power and cultivation are all given by me, and even if my cultivation is lost, my prestige is still there, and I only need one sentence to send you back to the West! ”

After the clansman was slapped, he did not quickly bow his head and admit his mistake as usual, but the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer.

"Ancestor is really a complete loss of cultivation, otherwise you would have beaten me to death with this slap on the face, hehe, Ancestor, you have been teaching us, this is a world of the jungle, why, today you have lost all your cultivation and become a weakling, but you forgot this sentence, and you dare to yell at me?"

As he spoke, the clansman slowly raised his head, his eyes forced to look at the old man in the yellow shirt, and the fierce light flashed in his eyes.

The old man in the yellow shirt was in his heart: "What, you really want to rebel?" Don't you think that my prestige is still a lie? ”

"No, no, no, of course I know it's true!"

The clansman grinned: "So, I am ready to imitate the old things of the ancients and coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes, so that our family will not all fall into my hands?" Moreover, you have lost all your cultivation and have a lot of cultivation experience, and I hope that you will give me more guidance in the future! ”

The old man in the yellow shirt trembled slightly with his nose, obviously angry, but his voice became calmer and calmer: "What if I don't look for you!" ”

"Then I can only kill your son, kill your grandson, kill your great-grandson, kill your bloodline, and let you watch them die!"

The corners of the clansman's mouth hooked, and after thinking about it, he added: "Of course, if you kill them all, you still don't give in, I can only do it to you, guess how much torture you can accept, maybe as long as I don't give you a bowl of rice to eat, you will be so hungry that you will kneel and beg for mercy for three or five days, after all, if you don't cultivate, it is impossible to Bigu!" ”

Rao is old man in a yellow shirt is also a ruthless person, but when facing the words of the clansmen, he couldn't help but gasp.

is worthy of being a clansman who taught himself, and he is really vicious enough.

At the same time, he couldn't help but scold Han Lin in his heart, it was really treacherous to a certain level, and it was much better to let the clansmen torture him than Han Lin to torture him himself.

Maybe when the time comes, Han Lin will be a pusher in secret, so that his own lineage and bloodline will attack him.

The old man in the yellow shirt couldn't imagine what kind of scene it would be like if his son or even his favorite grandson showed a hideous face.

That's much more uncomfortable than a knife on your body!

Thinking about this, the old man in the yellow shirt couldn't help but shout: "I'll give it to you, I'll give it all to you, as long as you come out immediately and return my cultivation!" ”

"Ancestor, who are you talking to!"

Hearing this, the faces of the clansmen in front of him changed suddenly, and they looked around vigilantly.

But no matter how vigilant he is, how can Han Lin's strength be able to be stopped by a small peak of dark energy.

only heard a sound of breaking the air, and the clansmen of the old man in the yellow shirt didn't even have a chance to react, so he felt that he was flying high, and in a swirling glance, he actually saw that his body was still standing on the ground......

At this time, Han Lin's voice sounded faintly: "Say, where is it!" ”