"Iron hoop, come here, what's wrong?"

Time always flies by in a pleasant time, and it is always interrupted by something unpleasant

"What's wrong? Old man. ”

"There are some things in the iron hoop, and the feeling of the iron hoop is very smart."

"Really? What is it? Chu Ming understands that animals' premonitions of some dangers are far greater than those of humans, and the perspective of animals looking at the world is very different from that of humans.

"A lot of antelopes, aren't they? I know a lot, right? It's also huge, like antelope horns. Fierce? ”

The old man Xin Bangda communicated with the "iron hoop", which revealed a message, there were a lot of very powerful things coming over, which was what Chu Ming was most worried about.

"Old man, I'm in trouble, I must go."

"The one chasing you?"

"Yes, like the hoop said, a lot, a lot. I have to go, there's no time. Chu Ming stood up, and today is the day of separation.

"Yes, but not now, this is the grassland, you can't outrun those warships, avoid it first."

"No, there are masters among those people."

"Don't worry, I have a way, trust me."

"Okay, I trust you." Chu Ming didn't doubt the old man, not how powerful the old man was, but the absolute trust in his heart.

The old man walked into the caravan and after a while brought out an old leather jug.

"Put it on, and it's all over your body. Don't worry, you won't even see the hoop after this thing. ”

Inside the jug is a grease that has no color or taste, and it has a very cool feeling when applied to the skin, as cold as ice.

"See those reeds by the lake? Hide there. The old man Xin Bangda said while throwing a powder in the air, Chu Ming's things are very few, and his own things are basically worn on his body, so there is no need to clean up.

"Be careful, old man." Chu Ming solemnly admonished and ran towards the reeds by the lake.

"Verbose stinky boy." Watching Chu Ming disappear into the reeds, the old man Xin Bangda sat down again, the temperature of the tea in the pot was just right, the old man Xin Bangda took a sip beautifully, and then turned his eyes to the clouds in the sky, the sunlight was blocked by the clouds, it was a rain cloud, maybe it would rain tomorrow, maybe it would be the day after tomorrow......

"Master Jocole, this should be the direction."

"I know the way, look everywhere."

Master Joe Cole said with a blank face, his heart was full of anger, and it was a great shame to let those students run away when he personally went out, and it would make his prestige in the sect ruined, and he felt palpitations when he thought of the stern Elder Ehiogu. It's all to blame on the damn Mbesu, but unfortunately Mbesu is almost dead and his body has been revealed. From the residual spiritual power at the scene, Joe Cole can confirm who did it, it is the alien cultivator who sneaked in, and it is said that he is also a substitute cultivator. All these variables came after the arrival of this cultivator, so he had to die. Those students who ran away couldn't chase after them, and the sudden appearance of some fleets completely messed up the situation, which was also a change in the afterlife of that damn cultivator. Joe Cole had to find a reason to explain to the sect, a dead man or not.

"My lord, there's a herdsman over there."

"Herdsmen! And now there are herders? Check it out. ”

Joe Cole had four people with him, and it was the same with him in many people and few people, just for the convenience of tracking. This cultivator didn't know what method Lu Dao used, but he was able to escape the tracking of Joe Cole's spiritual power brand. This made Joe Cole, who thought he was caught at the beginning, lose face again, and this is another reason to die.

"Hey, old man, come here, I have something to ask you." A substitute greeted the old man Sinbonda loudly

"Oh, some powerful humans, may I ask if there is anything I can do to help you, I have good tea and smoke here." Old man Sinbonda stood up humbly, he was so small in front of the mecha

"See someone? A teenager. ”

"No, mighty human, it's just an old man like Antelope and me. By the way, there is also a knee snake, and the iron hoop comes over for people to see. ”

"Are you sure you haven't? If you don't want to die, it's best to answer honestly. ”

"No, really not, if you need me to help you find it, is anyone missing? I know that the child must have been lost. This grassland is big, this can be found quickly, there are only antelopes and snakes here, especially at night is very unsafe, if it is better during the day, but I think there will be rain in the next two days, it will be troublesome when it rains, and some grasslands will become swamps when it rains, and antelopes dare not go there......"

"Shut up, old man!" The substitute interrupted the old man Sinbonda's ramblings, and then turned to report to Joe Cole, "My lord, it's not here, there's nothing unusual about this old man, and there is no problem with honest detection." ”

"Honest testing. Hmph-" Joe Cole had also been observing Old Man Sinbonda, but he knew that the Dao Honesty Test was not absolute, and since his Spiritual Power Brand Tracking was getting rid of by Chu Ming, he was even more skeptical about the reliability of the Mental Power Test.

"My lord, shall we rest for a while?" Looking at Joe Cole, who had a gloomy face, he asked cautiously

"Let me ask him."

Joe Cole didn't answer directly, he jumped out of the one-man ground effect car and walked up to the old man Sinbonda.

"How long have you been here, old man?"

"It's been a long time, I think about it, 15o years? No, 2oo years, look at my brain. ”

"It's good here, isn't it?"

"There is nothing better than here, although I have not been to other planets, but the grasslands here are really very good, and there are antelopes, you look at these beautiful antelopes, how fat! Don't look at them fat but not slow, like the wind, you look at the tendon meat on the legs, dry, a little salt, if a little pepper......" The old man seemed to be immersed in a wonderful vision

"Good, good, very good. Then tell me, you don't want these good things to disappear. ”

"Of course, what a meadow!"

"Then tell me honestly, have you ever seen a teenager."

"Teenager? What teenager? Nope! ”

Joe Cole had already used the technique of psychic power, which was a kind of hypnosis, but the blank answer of the old man Sinbonda disappointed Joe Cole. He felt that he had failed too much this time, that he had been ruined by a different cultivator, and now he couldn't even do it as an old man. The thought of these shames, Joe Cole felt hatred stirring in his chest, and his heart spasmed. These days of tracking have made his hatred grow day by day, and he desperately needs a person to vent.

"Good, good." Joe Cole said three more hellos, "Old man, it seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin." There will be a way for you to speak. The last thing I asked you was once, have you ever seen a teenager? ”

"Powerful humans, there really isn't. Don't embarrass me, an old man. ”

"Hehehehe." Joe Cole smiled sheepishly, "Embarrassed? It's not worth embarrassing you for an old man like you, but my principle is to kill by mistake, you know? I don't mind trampling one more ant to death while hunting, it's your own doing. If you really don't know the way, it can only be said that you are unlucky to meet me. ”

After Joe Cole finished speaking, he didn't hesitate and suddenly moved his mental power piercing, his move was too sudden, and Chu Ming and the surrounding substitutes didn't react. There are principles of substitution, such as not targeting civilians. This point is better than the army, a person who pursues a high realm needs a state of mind, and indiscriminate killing of innocents is the lowest one.

"Ahh

In a miserable scream, the old man Sinbonda fell straight down, the thing came too suddenly, while everyone was still staying, Joe Cole completed his mental power piercing, Joe Cole's mental power piercing is a bit special, this is his sect's skill, it is a spiral puncture, and the damage is also incomparable to ordinary punctures. Even some high-level substitute cultivators are very afraid to look at it, let alone an ordinary old man who is old. This destruction of the brain is complete and permanent, and whether it is conventional or unconventional judgment, it is death.

"It's too brittle, and the amount of force should be controlled less next time. The old man was too weak to ask anything. Cleaned up the knee-length snake. ”

The "iron hoop" pounced, but it was only an insignificant worm in front of the powerful substitute Xiu. One of the most recent substitutes kicked the "iron hoop" into seven or eight pieces and stepped on the snake's head, so that it was not re-spliced.

Joe Cole brushed the folds in his robe, it was really just an ant.