Chapter Eighty-Three: The Hermit and the Bad Old Man

"Don't go, don't go! I'll play with the old man for a while, it's true that you little guy can't stand the joke. Seeing that Xue Yun was about to leave, the owner of the voice seemed to be in a hurry and hurriedly came out of his figure, and Xue Yun's hearing instantly caught it.

"Hmph, I finally gave it up." Xue Yun snorted lightly twice, and his figure disappeared in place.

Appearing next to the old man again, with a thunderous punch, even Xue Yun felt that it was not easy to connect today's set.

A punch came out Xue Yun was both a little excited and a little apprehensive, his ears didn't catch the sound of the person moving, and he was about to gain something because of this blow.

Suddenly, the hoarse voice sounded behind him again, causing his body to suddenly stagnate, and he fell to the ground with a stumble.

If his eyes were good now, he would definitely be able to see that the afterimage of the owner of the hoarse voice in the same place had not dissipated at the moment he fell, I am afraid that it was the real shock, no, fear.

"Ahem, what the hell do you want?" Xue Yun scratched his head, turned over and sat on the ground, looking like a little scoundrel.

"Hehe, it's just for you to play with me, why are you so angry, the young man is really angry!" The more the voice was heard in Xue Yun's ears, the more obscene it became, and he even sketched the appearance of the owner of the voice in his mind, with a goatee and messy hair, a pair of small squinting eyes of a mouse, and a disgusting look from time to time.

"Hey, hey, hey! I'm talking to you, you won't be in YY! Seeing that Xue Yun was deep in thought, the old man suddenly interrupted.

"I ...... And you have nothing to say. "Xue Yun really has a headache, didn't he look at the yellow calendar when he went out today, how did he meet such a strange thing.

I can't beat it, the first time I met an opponent who was so much stronger than myself, even Xue Yun was a little weak in his heart, and he couldn't say it, he had obviously been messing around all the time, and he didn't plan to talk about it at all.

"Okay, okay, I'm just kidding you, don't be angry." Xue Yun was really a little helpless, he couldn't hide from it, so he got up and left, and the old man was a little anxious when he saw that Xue Yun was leaving, and hurriedly said.

"I don't have anything to talk to you about." Xue Yun still didn't mean to turn back, and still walked forward.

"Are you sure?" It was the first time that the hoarse voice had spoken so seriously, and it was full of undoubtedness.

"I ...... Are you sure. Xue Yun's words jumped out from between his teeth.

"I think I can probably guess where you're going now, Suayama, if you leave here now, your eyes will never want to see again." The old man was full of anger when he spoke, and he dusted his feet as he spoke, not afraid that Xue Yun would already know his location.

"Hmph, what does that have to do with you?" Xue Yun snorted coldly, and his footsteps did not stop.

This time, when the old man was stunned, he was completely stunned, he didn't expect this kid to have such a hard backbone, and he hadn't met such a fun little guy for a long time.

"Your eyes will become your biggest burden in the future, and you think that you can do it at a higher level of battle to get rid of this body's most important thing, a flawed person!" The old man deliberately lengthened the tone of the last sentence.

"Then you don't have to worry about that." Although Xue Yun was a little moved, he still didn't plan to turn back easily, wouldn't it be too embarrassing.

"Well, alas, then you go!" The hoarse voice was a little low, and it didn't look like it was full of energy, it seemed to be low.

"Uh," Xue Yun didn't expect him to let himself go so easily, he didn't want to leave like this, since this person knew where he was going and knew what he was doing, then he must know the hermit, of course, he also thought about whether this old man was the hermit, but in an instant he abandoned this idea.

This old man speaks and behaves in a way that has the appearance of a recluse, just like a scoundrel! Therefore, Xue Yun concluded that this old man might really know the hermit, and he still had to rely on him.

"Forget it, I'll talk to you when I see you so pitiful, lest others see it and say that I don't respect the old and love the young." Xue Yun turned around and waved his hand, looking like he didn't care about you.

This action made the old man curse secretly, you little bastard, obviously you have something to ask me to do, I seem to be holding you.

But he just thought about it in his heart and didn't say it, he hadn't communicated with the outside world for more than ten years, and he was about to forget how to communicate with people, and finally met a little guy who interested him and put up with it.

The day he went down the mountain and decided to enter the world again was the day when the end of the world came, and he was also changed by the great changes in the world to change his original intention, he originally did not plan to go out of the mountain in the seclusion of Mount Su'a, but the spread of the virus made the beasts on the mountain also crazy, and he actually found that even he was helpless against this virus.

also knows that he is proud of his medical skills, and the medical skills passed down from his ancestors are even the most difficult cancer to overcome before the end of the world.

Although the doctors are also compassionate and compassionate, although cancer is nothing under him, it is a lot of things to use in his opinion.

If it was one or two, maybe he could still be cured, but if it was hundreds, tens and thousands, it would be difficult to do even if he stole all the resources of the earth.

Xue Yun's eye disease seemed to him to be even simpler, as easy as treating a small cold.

If Xue Yun knew that he was the hermit, and seeing his illness was like a cold, he was afraid that he would vomit blood in anger.

"Let's talk about something, let's get started!" Xue Yun didn't care about his image, he sat cross-legged on the spot, and he didn't care about the dust.

"Ahem, you ......" The old man looked at Xue Yun with a very strange look, and Xue Yun's behavior almost made him mistakenly think that the little guy in front of him was pimping.

"That's it, you can go somewhere with me!" The old man's voice suddenly changed, and his speech became even more serious.

"Alas, alas! Where to? Where are you going? Don't pull me! The old man tugged at Xue Yun's shirt like a chicken, which made Xue Yun embarrassed.

No wonder he couldn't test the strength of the old man just now, because they were not a world at all, Xue Yun felt that he was like an ant on the ground in front of him, and he had no power to resist.

What level of strength is his S-rank? SS-class? SSS level? Or a higher level Xue Yun didn't dare to imagine it, because he felt that his brain was not enough.

……

"Hey, hey! What do you mean by me, old man! "In front of a grass house, Xue Yun is carrying a boulder of nearly 1,000 catties on his back, although his strength of a 1,000 jin boulder can't cause any difficulties at all, but it can't be carried for a day!

The muscles of the whole body are tightened to the limit, and there is not a trace of excess meat.

After Xue Yun was pulled back by the old man, he has been forced to do and do that, and he has also exercised his physical strength.

This made him vaguely guess something.

Now he also knew that the old man was the hermit, and he still didn't believe it anymore, but he couldn't help but believe it where the facts were.

Although he is always an old man and an old man on weekdays, he actually respects him in his heart.

"Alright, it's about five hours." The old man's standard hoarse throat sounded.

"Whew! I'm exhausted. Xue Yun slammed the big stone, and the grass trembled.

The pebbles under his feet jumped around as if they had been shaken.

"Ahh Bastard, my yard has been ruined by you. The old man jumped to his feet angrily.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Xue Yun looked cunning, as if this kind of child-like prank, which gave him a great place to vent his anger.