The old man seemed to be frightened by this realization.

The wizened hands trembled and clenched together.

He and Shu Ran were married for less than half a year, and he disappeared, and Shu Ran lived secretly for two years and died.

By the time he returned to the capital again, it was already three years later.

With an ugly face that no one knew, he hid in the woods and looked at the new pile of graves, standing there alone.

Shu Ran is gone, how can he have a child?

How could he have children?

The old man was driven crazy by this thought.

The brain is buzzing.

"You don't have to be like this, I'll take you to see him and you'll know if it's true or not."

He also wanted to know if Hua Yulu was a child of the Nan family.

"Yes, you should take me to meet me, just go and meet!"

The old man nodded like pounding garlic, and when he thought of something, he couldn't stop shaking his head.

"No, no, you can't go, I can't go......"

It looked like crying and laughing, sad and happy.

Nan'an Anhui is shocked, this is a hypothesis.

Struggling to stand up, he slapped the old man who was babbling and dancing with his hands.

The inky cobra poked its head out of the treetops.

stared at Nan Anwan suspiciously, as if he didn't understand why his old acquaintance suddenly fell.

Nan Anwan touched his nose and grinned.

He didn't want to fight a snake at this time.

Especially the other party is still known as the "king of snakes" cobra.

This guy named Inkcolor looks docile and friendly, but his ferocious nature as a cobra can't be changed.

Mo looked at the old man, and then at Nan Anwan, tilting his head as if he was thinking.

The ink took a while before he silently withdrew his head.

Nan Anwan exhaled.

Reduced to this, he has to fight wits and courage with a snake, he is also very tired, okay?

Nan Anwan parted the old man's mouth, only to see the phlegm in the throat, white and greasy, and then probed the pulse, the pulse was slippery.

His brows furrowed, herbs were hard to find in such a deserted place.

I don't have the strength to save myself, how can I save him?

But do you want to give up?

How can it be?

He still has so much to do, how can he just give up?

At that moment, he turned the old man over and touched his whole body.

Finally found two hard pieces of cake.

Nan Anwan was overjoyed, and he didn't dislike it, he pulled it down piece by piece, and his saliva soaked softly, and then he slowly chewed it and swallowed it.

I ate two loaves of bread for half an hour.

Fortunately, there is something in the stomach and the body has finally recovered.

Nan Anwan slowly moved his arm, which was indeed much better than yesterday.

I was overjoyed.

As for the old man's words about how magical this place was, he naturally didn't pay attention to it.

During the three days here, apart from seeing two cobras with superior intelligence, he really didn't see anything magical in the old man's mouth.

But at this moment, Nan Anwan was a little convinced.

I was like a lost arm yesterday, and today I can move freely, which is impossible to achieve with any previous medicinal effect.

Nan Anwan was full of curiosity about this place, but now there was something more important to do.

Looking at the old man lying on the ground, Nan Anwan had mixed feelings.

He inexplicably believed that this person was related to him.

Even if he is related by blood, he can't watch him die alone.

And if the affairs of the Nanjia family in the capital were really planned by him, then he couldn't die.

If you are obsessed with phlegm, you still have to find a good doctor to treat it slowly.

sighed in resignation, and dragged the old man out with his intuition.

He has been particularly sensitive to the surrounding environment since he was a child, and when he was a child, he also relied on this to discern the direction in Longfei Mountain.

His innate sensitivity saved him many times.

Felibala dragged the old man out of the way.

The wound in his chest seemed to be better, and it didn't hurt so much.

Nan Anwan pursed his lips, the old man looked as thin as firewood, why was he so heavy?

But after walking a few steps, sweat began to rain.

Nan Anwan stopped to catch his breath and wiped the sweat from his face.

At this moment, the sky was about to break, and the meager morning light sprinkled in the forest, allowing him to see more clearly.

In the forest, many beautiful birds of all colors chirped and sang morning songs.

The sky was brighter, and Nan Anwan saw clearly these wild flowers at his feet, the color was extraordinarily beautiful, the shape was also extremely beautiful, and the bloom was bewitching and wanton.

It seems that compared to the flowers and trees outside, all the creatures here are God's favorites.

The uneasiness in Nan Anwan's heart became more and more intense.

The fainting old man frowned.

Nan Anwan squatted down and dragged the old man up again, but he didn't manage to meet a pair of beautiful black pupils.

It's the inky cobra.

Nan Anwan discovered for the first time that the eyes of the cobra turned out to be very beautiful.

At this moment, those beautiful eyes are not satisfied with the meaning of pleading.

seems to be begging Nan Anwan to take it with him.

Nan Anwan retracted his gaze, dragged the old man's head and didn't go back.

He remembered that the old man had said that today was a good day.

This is a counterstatement.

Obviously, something earth-shattering may happen here today, and it has something to do with your own life.

The sun had just risen above the ground, but half of his head popped out of the mountains, and Nan Anwan already felt the scorching heat.

Layers of heat enveloped him, as if they were about to engulf him.

The ominous premonition grew stronger.

Nan'an Anhui can't take care of it, and the wind is blowing under his feet.

He just wanted to get out of this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Whether it's a monster or a demon, it's not something he can imagine when he's so weak.

It was getting hotter and hotter, and Nan Anwan had to pick up his coat.

There is no cumbersomeness, and the action should be faster.

But the woods grew thicker and thicker, and the speed had to slow down.

Nan'anwan's sensitive body quickly drilled into Tibet in the east of the woods, but as far as the eye could see, there were such heavy mountains and forests.

For the first time, Nan Anwan doubted his intuition.

The temperature is getting higher and higher, as if something is about to break.

There was a terrifying power in it, enough to devour all the living beings here.

Nan Anwan couldn't wipe the sweat off his face.

Close your eyes and feel the bearings.

It's a pity that nothing was found.

He had been taken captive and had no memory at all.

And there are no traces of human activity for several miles.

Looking at the old man who fell into a stupor, Nan Anwan clenched his fists hatefully, if it wasn't for his elders, if he beat him, he wouldn't have the reputation of bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestors, he had to beat him hard to get angry.

Looking around, he had been walking for nearly half an hour, and his strength was close to collapse, but there was not the slightest sign of approaching the edge.

Nan Anwan exhaled deeply and suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

When he looked up at the sun, it was shining brightly, as if it were hanging in front of him.

There was no choice but to continue.

Nan Anwan met those eyes again, beautiful like pearls.

It turned out that the little snake had been following him all along.

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