Hearing this unfamiliar voice, I hurriedly opened my eyes and looked at the place where the sound had come from.

At the mouth of the woods, only ten meters away from us, a strange man was standing.

Looking at his appearance, he should not be young, at least thirty or forty, and his face is full of beards.

This middle-aged man's upper body is undressed, all naked, and he wears a pair of cropped pants on his lower body, which looks particularly buried and dirty.

The waist is also tied with a rotten hemp rope, which seems to be used as a trouser belt.

After he said that, he put his right hand behind his back and scratched his buttocks, his expression was extremely enjoyable, and it looked like it was a lewdness.

Of course, his movements are obscene, but his demeanor is not obscene.

It is no exaggeration to say that this grandson looks like a beast that has just come out of a barren mountain.

The eyes are fierce, as if they want to choose people to devour.

The look in his eyes, as if he was looking at everything as if he was looking at prey, the smile on his face was full of anger, and with his beard, I was really a little scared.

Who the is this?!!

Suddenly, he hiccuped, and a puff of alcohol drifted away.

"Hey, I said, you two have a lot of lives." The man didn't speak politely, and asked me and Kuroko scoldingly: "I watched it when it blew up the temple and chased you just now, but I didn't expect that you two were still alive."

"Brother Fang Fang," Heizi suddenly called out to him.

Hearing Kuroko call him, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, feeling that Kuroko knew him?

"Don't call me." The old drunkard scratched his back and scolded at the sunspot angrily: "Why are you so useless? Even a sin of impotence, this injustice is a bit interesting! ”

As he spoke, the old drunkard burped, smacked his lips, and walked straight towards the sin of Yang with great interest.

It was only then that I realized that Yang Zhi seemed to have been frightened by something, his eyes were wide, and his body was slightly trembling.

When the drunkard was about to come up to us, the evil of the sun howled violently, and like a monkey, he hooked his waist a few times and ran to the side.

"Ahh

That's right, the look in its eyes is fear.

"Hey, I said, what are you running for?" The drunkard scratched his head, his expression a little impatient: "Let Lao Tzu take a good look at you, okay?!" I haven't seen the sin of impotence that is about to be repaired to the sun."

Judging from what he said, this grandson is definitely a person in the industry, but looking at his posture, how do you feel that this girl is more awesome than the blind boss?!

Suddenly, I noticed that Kuroko had gotten up from the ground, and his hands and feet seemed to have little strength, and he was struggling to get up.

"There is salvation." Heizi smiled at me with joy: "With Brother Fang here, we can't die!" ”

"Kuroko, who the said I was going to save you?" The drunkard seemed to have a bad temper, and he never stopped swearing in his mouth, and looked at us impatiently: "If it weren't for the blind man saying that something good was born here, I wouldn't have bothered to come here." ”

Blind?

Could it be that he is talking about the blind boss?

"Something good?" Kuroko was also a little puzzled: "What kind of good thing?" ”

"Isn't that a good thing?" The drunkard's face suddenly had an excited expression, and he pointed to the impotent sin and said, "Over the years, I have seen a lot of injustices, but this is the first time I have seen this kind of injustice that can be cultivated in just one step." ”

Kuroko stopped talking, gave me a look, and shrugged his shoulders.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the field has become strange.

I had seen who did whom's yang sin before, but now it seems to be cowardly, the fear in his eyes is obvious, looking at the drunkard who is gradually approaching him, the frequency of spitting yang qi suddenly becomes faster

This drunkard is not afraid of the evil of impotence at all, and he is very confident in his confidence.

Looking at his bare hands, and his coquettish attire, I really can't imagine what spell he would use to clean it up.

The upper body is naked, and the lower body is a pair of torn six-point pants with no pockets, and I want to fight the boss without equipment, this is to amuse the grandfather?!

"Don't say it, it's the first time I've seen you for the wrongs of this look." The drunkard had already walked in front of the sin of the yang, and he didn't seem to be worried that the sin of the yang would suddenly attack him, so he studied it with great interest, and muttered in his mouth: "This skin should have been picked up when he was alive, these ancient grandsons are really ruthless."

Yang Zhiyin looked at the drunkard who was close at hand, howled violently, and directly reached out to pinch the drunkard's neck.

"Flash away!! This grandson has a lot of strength!! I was so anxious that I almost jumped to my feet and shouted at the drunkard.

Just as my words fell, the wrist of the evil man suddenly let the drunkard easily grasp it.

He looked back at me and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

"It's nothing," I replied with a stiff expression, looking at his relaxed appearance, and I just felt like I was dreaming.

Old man Zuo once told me that no matter how powerful a warlock is, he can't compete with injustice with his physical body alone.

If you want to deal with them, you have to rely on so-called spells.

But after meeting this drunkard, I opened the door to a new world.

As the saying goes, invisible pretending is the deadliest.

He pretended to be forced this time, and I can remember him for the rest of my life.

"Look at your temper, you just don't clean up." The drunkard cursed, directly grabbed the wrist of Yang Zhi's sin, and smashed it to the ground behind him.

It's not your average thrill.

It's like a bear child holding a doll in his hand and smashing it to the ground left and right.

I don't know how much the sin of impotence weighs exactly, but looking at its size, it has to be around one hundred and thirty pounds, but in the eyes of this drunkard, it seems that this weight is not worth mentioning.

Throwing off the sin of the sun is like throwing a plastic bag, it is too easy.

With one muffled sound after another, after being smashed four or five times in a row, the sin of Yang Yan howled miserably without warning.

There are two big craters on the ground, each of which is about 20 centimeters deep, and the sides are full of cracked cracks, which look really scary.

Judging from the current situation, the drunkard did not use any spells or recite any incantations, but simply relied on the power of his flesh to smash the wrongs, which should not be!

If you don't rely on yin and yang techniques, but rely on simple physical attacks, it is impossible for the sin of yang to feel pain! This grandson is invulnerable! How could it be that you were smashed a few times and howled miserably?!

smashed the sin of Yang Cheng more than a dozen times left and right, and the drunkard finally stopped, looking at the sin of Yang Li, and muttered some strange sounds in his mouth.

The sounds were like coughing and sputum, and like the sound of people humming when they didn't wake up.

As I listened to these sounds, I suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu

It seems that Brother Yi said such a passage of Sui Wen when he introduced me to Xi Suiwen, and it sounds like this!

Looking at this, is he communicating with the sin of the yang?!

"Damn, I don't even listen to Lao Tzu!"

Suddenly, the drunkard cursed again, and then continued to use the sins of impotence as a plastic bag.

After more than a minute, he stopped again and muttered to the sin of Yang Qi in the squirrel.

The eyes of the Yang Evil were full of fear and a kind of panic, and after hearing the drunkard's words, it nodded one after another.

"Okay, since you agreed, then Lao Tzu will let you go." The drunkard let go of the impotent's wrist and clapped his palm.

Seeing this scene, Kuroko and I were confused.

After the sin of Yang Yan got up from the ground, he stood trembling and didn't dare to move, his eyes kept scanning the drunkard, probably because he was scared.

"Little Heizi, go back and remember to ask the blind man to buy me some wine, I am almost running out of wine on the mountain." The drunkard waved at us and said, "I'll go back first." ”

"Going back?" I was stunned: "Senior, what's wrong with this impotence?" ”

"Come back with me." The drunkard smacked his lips, touched left and right in his pocket, and his expression was very depressed: "Hey, boy, do you have any cigarettes on you?" ”

"Yes, but you'll have to come and get it yourself." I smiled wryly, "I'm not going to be able to move right now."

The drunkard looked at me with disdain and scolded, "Why are you so wasteful? If you are smashed, you can't get up? ”

I smiled awkwardly, and said in my heart What did this grandson eat, why is he so angry, why is he talking so ugly?

Although I also know that I am quite wasteful, but I don't slap people in the face and scold people! Doesn't he understand this?!

The drunkard scratched his back with his hand and came over with a sigh.

"Forget it, I'll take it myself."