Hearing the short-bearded man's words, the old man suddenly opened his sharp eyes, and his dry old face was obviously displeased.

"Why is there less and less?!"

The old man's voice was hoarse and eerie, which made people can't help but feel a little creepy when they listened.

The short-bearded man replied as he opened his suitcase, "The wind has been tight lately, and those people don't dare to be too blatant. ”

When the old man heard this, he snorted coldly, "Waste!"

The short-bearded man lowered his head when he heard this, not daring to speak again.

"Ninety-nine eighty-one boys and girls, only the last ten are missing, and the ancient method of continuing life can be completed, and your benefits will be indispensable when the time comes. ”

The old man glanced at the short-bearded man and said meaningfully.

The short-bearded man's face was happy, and he excitedly promised, "Thank you, Master, don't worry, Master, the apprentice will definitely find you the last ten boys and girls." ”

The short-bearded man's assurance made the old man very satisfied, and after nodding slightly, he motioned for the short-bearded man to start moving.

The short-bearded man immediately understood what the old man meant, grabbed one of the boys in the suitcase, slipped to the edge of the pool of blood, drew a dagger from his body, and was about to cut the boy's neck and bleed.

But suddenly, the dagger in the short-bearded man's hand suddenly turned in a different direction, and the sharp tip of the knife went straight to the old man's throat.

The old man was suddenly startled, and then he was furious.

"Bastard!"

The old man shouted angrily, using the power of the magic in his body, trying to kill the short-bearded man with one move.

However, the next moment, the old man suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were round in disbelief.

At the same time, the short-bearded man's sharp dagger pierced the old man's throat mercilessly.

"Poof—"

Blood gushed out, splashing the short-bearded man's face, but the short-bearded man didn't care at all, but laughed weirdly.

"You, you...... Bang-"

The old man's mouth opened and closed, and blood continued to gush out of his mouth, and finally fell from the futon by the pool, and soon lost his breath.

After the old man died, the short-bearded man did not relax, but quickly took out a palm-sized mini wooden sword, which was pitch black and faintly exuded a strange smell.

Before the old man's ghost left his body, the short-bearded man began to chant a spell on his mouth, and at the moment when the old man's ghost left his body, he took the opportunity to seal it on the pitch-black mini wooden sword.

"Ah—you scoundrel, scoundrel!"

The old man, who was sealed in the mini wooden sword, let out a burst of loud shouts, but was quickly cut off by the short-bearded man.

Looking at the mini wooden sword in his hand, the short-bearded man laughed twice, "My good master, I have been preparing for five years to deal with you.

Now, you finally died at my hands, and it only took five years, and it was worth it. ”

After saying that, the short-bearded man put away the miniature wooden sword, and when his gaze fell on the pool of blood, he showed a look of ecstasy.

"The Ancient Technique of Continuing Life, hahaha, as long as this Technique of Continuing Life is successful, then I will have an endless lifespan, and I will be the only human being who lives with heaven and earth!

No, it's not human, I'm a god, I'm a god who lives with heaven and earth!

Thinking of the future glory, the short-bearded man laughed heartily, as if the so-called life-sustaining technique in his mouth had been successful.

But the next moment, the short-bearded man's laughter stopped abruptly.

"Who!"

Sensing the unfamiliar aura, the short-bearded man turned abruptly, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.