"This is the ......" took off the young man's wrench, and the old man looked left and right, touched the outside and touched the inside, and could not see anything special. Or maybe the wrench was too ordinary to let the old man find the most special thing about it, and when he was about to put it back on, the wrench made a low buzzing sound.

The voice was so low that no one could even hear it, but the surface of the wrench emitted a warm green light, and the warm light did not stay long, and the wrench broke away from the old man's thin hand and was suspended in mid-air, and then landed on the left hand side of the young man, and a little wolf floated out of it.

It's a gray wind wolf. When the gray wind wolf first came out, he opened his teeth and claws at the second elder, and even if he looked fierce, he didn't really say anything to the two of them. A dog's sense of smell is very sensitive...... No, it's wrong, it's the wolf's sense of smell that is very sensitive, and the thatched house is full of the smell of Chinese medicine.

"It's ...... The old man stared at a pair of old eyes, looking incredible, he could see the gray wind wolf of a heavy mountain as a wild dog, and this word was particularly harsh when it came to the ears of the little wolf, and the gray hair almost exploded, and the little head screamed at the roof of the thatched house.

"Huskies?"

The sudden "husky" label went straight into the little wolf's heart, as if he had received some blow.

......

Sima Feixuan and the others, who had escaped all night without stopping, finally lost their physical strength when the sky was bright, and they fell into a soft lawn, gasping for breath, and even felt a wave of overturning in their stomachs, lying on the ground retching.

Maybe it's because their life in the eldest young master in Ice Heart City is too comfortable, and they haven't been able to exercise much, but now this sleepless run has this kind of symptom is normal. Isn't it said that cultivators' physiques are many times better than ordinary people?

Of course, the two of them will be active and active when they try to fight in Ice Heart City, because it is the innate advantage of cultivators that makes them completely ignore this problem, if they are ordinary people, even if they exercise to break through the limit every day, it is impossible to run all night without sleep without breathing!

"Whew...... Call...... Is there a situation around, around?" Sima Feixuan fell on the lawn, his chest rose and fell violently, he didn't even want to open his eyes, if he hadn't stopped and stopped lying on the lawn in time, it is estimated that he would have turned his back on his breath at this time, and the only thing that made him feel comfortable was the coolness brought by the dew on the lawn soaking his skin and sweat.

Hong Mingtian was even a little lazier than Sima Feixuan, he had less exercise than Sima Feixuan in Ice Heart City, a steady and weak scholar, as soon as he fell on the lawn and couldn't hold up for three breaths, his eyelids closed firmly as if he was relieved, as if he didn't want to open it anymore, and a snoring sound like thunder spread all over a small piece of lawn, and even shook the subtle dew on the blades of grass and fell down.

"Are you still ruthless, and you fell asleep so quickly, aren't you afraid of encountering any accidents?" Sima Feixuan touched his waist and found that his waist was empty except for his pants, and then he recalled that his mad divine knife was still in Zheng Fang's wrench. Helplessly patted his head a few times, Sima Feixuan could pray that there would be no more moths.

One slept like a dead pig, and the other was extremely bored in a sea of snoring watching out for movement in all directions. However, after a long time, who can persist in the rhythm of snoring in an orderly and rhythmic manner for several hours under the condition of extreme exhaustion? At least the current Sima Feixuan is completely unable to do it.

Sure enough, after persisting for nearly half an hour, Sima Feixuan finally closed his eyes, and cooperated with Hong Mingtian to play a dude, snoring one after another, and even interweaving a slightly brisk rhythm, stirring in the lawn next to the vegetable garden.

Time has been going until noon, the last ray of warm sun in the sky is blocked by heavy dark clouds, an old farmer carrying a hoe and a vegetable basket is about to go to the vegetable garden to pick some vegetables and go home to burn, but found two young men lying next to the vegetable garden, come forward to see, it turned out to be just a snoring and sleeping.

"These two melon babies, if you don't sleep well, you have to sleep in a mess. The old farmer looked around and didn't see any tools, put down his hoe and vegetable basket, carried a man in one hand, and turned back towards the original route with a curse.

Until the evening of the same day, the autumn rain outside the house had been continuous for an hour or two, and there was already a slight accumulation of water on the ground, and in a dilapidated earthen house that could not even be covered by the rain, two men were squeezed into a narrow and dilapidated single bed, it was Sima Feixuan and Hong Mingtian.

Squinting a pair of sleepy eyes, Hong Mingtian slowly half-sat up, and after a while, his eyes began to float, and he looked around, this was an environment he had never seen before, so strange that he reacted a little faster, and a few drops of muddy water could be splashed in a hole in the earthen wall next to the bed, and fell on Sima Feixuan's face.

"Here it is...... Where?" habitually asked this sentence, Hong Mingtian's intuition told him that it seemed that he had been rescued, but the two of them were not injured, so they should not be able to use the word rescue, then it should be taken in, yes, taken in.

Jumping off the bed, the ground is also soft mud, and some water can seep out, this is indeed a poor family. But he has been living so hard, and he is willing to take them in, this person's heart must be very good.

Walking out of the door, to be precise, did not go out of the door, because the room where it slept did not open the door. Outside the bedroom, on the right, there was only a table and three stools, on which were placed several plates of vegetarian dishes and a portrait of an old lady, and the vegetarian dish was a real vegetarian dish, even if the oil was not ordinarily small.

In addition, on the left side of the bedroom is the stove, the stove has been smoked black, the firewood is also slightly wet because of the slanting wind and drizzle outside, and on a small bench outside the door, there is an old man, the old man looks to be in his sixties, the whole person is lean and lean, like a monkey who has been hungry for several days.

The stubble on his chin stood straight on his sallow skin like a wild boar's mane, and his slightly pale pupils didn't know what to do outside, perhaps wondering when the rain would stop, or maybe he didn't think about anything. The old man's hair was gone, and it was as loose as dead vegetation in the desert, and he looked a lot sluggish with his back bent.

Walking out of the door frame with a width of only two meters, Hong Mingtian came behind the old man, he did not disturb the old man's "thoughts", but first looked around the surrounding environment. The house was built on a flat ground covered with autumn grass and had a small slope around it, but it was certainly not easy to pull some heavy objects up and down.

From Hong Mingtian's perspective, there is no second family, maybe another family is in the back of this house, but this is not the point, the point is that this old man saved the lives of the two of them. The so-called life-saving grace should be reciprocated by a spring, but what can he give him in return? When he was in Yingtian Village, Hong Mingtian gave all the money on his body to the owner.

This is a lonely old man, the portrait on the table is faint paper yellow, and the old lady always holds a kind smile, frozen in a certain moment.

swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Hong Mingtian still couldn't break the old man's gaze, judging from the dilapidated degree of this house, it should be more than forty years. Just when Hong Mingtian was looking at the old man, the old man finally stood up, but when he stood up, his center of gravity somehow shifted and fell backwards.

Thanks to Hong Mingtian being behind him, otherwise this stump on the ground, people would definitely not be able to stand it. Stabilized the old man's body, and the old man finally gradually filled with vague light from the darkness in front of him.

"Are you awake?" the old man snapped out a few words in an aging voice, and the moment he collapsed just now should be a transient cerebral hypoxia caused by low blood pressure.

With a low hum in his throat, Hong Mingtian didn't think about it, and quietly infused a trace of the vitality in the dantian into the old man's body, only to see that the old man's cold body seemed to be illuminated by the warm sun, and instantly warmed up, and the whole person's spirit seemed to have become a little better, and the rickety body was gradually straightened, and the gentle bone crispness sounded in every joint of the whole body.

This is the difference between a cultivator and an ordinary person. Generally speaking, even the lowest level of cultivators' physical health and lifespan are far superior to those of any ordinary person, in other words, the upper limit of ordinary people is usually the lower limit of a cultivator.

"Uncle, are you alright?"

"Nothing. The old man stood firm, warmed by this inexplicable force, what he saw became much clearer, and the voice he heard was louder than usual, and even the three words he uttered were more angry than ever. The old man was overjoyed, thinking that he was getting younger and younger.

"It's okay, by the way, uncle, where is this?" Hong Mingtian asked what he wanted to ask the most, he remembered the route to Bao Yin Town in the map clearly, but he was helpless to be rescued by this old man, so he couldn't continue to travel to the route in his memory.

The so-called miss is a thousand miles, Hong Mingtian is afraid of this, once he takes the wrong route, he and his third brother miss the best time to meet, this kind of thing he can't do wrong no matter what.

"I don't know, Liery. The old man also began to be vague about where he lived, and he couldn't say why. This made Hong Mingtian wonder, he didn't know where he was, and it was not easy to live here for decades. However, Hong Mingtian asked another question, "Uncle, do you know how to get to Bao Yin Town?"

What made Hong Mingtian even more puzzled was that when he said the words "Bao Yinzhen", the old man's expression immediately became panicked, and his eyes were full of fear......