Just when Ling Chen was frightened, the black shadow did not stop, and quickly climbed along the outer wall of the hospital building, and in the blink of an eye, it had already reached the fifth floor.

Seeing this scene, Ling Chen couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking at the black shadow in disbelief, his mind froze for a while, and he couldn't come back to his senses.

This...... Is this still human?

Fly the cornices and walk the wall!

With this kung fu alone, the other party's skills may not be under He Ziyun.

The strong wind hit his face, and Ling Chen didn't have time to think about it, so he stepped back. He hadn't figured out the origin of the shadow yet, so he had to be careful. In the blink of an eye, the dark shadow had broken through the window and landed in the corridor of the hospital.

Ling Chen's heart tightened, his steel fist clenched slightly, and his sharp eyes looked at the other party, and his expression was suddenly stunned.

Through the bright lights of the corridor, the appearance of the black shadow appeared unabashedly in front of Ling Chen. He had silver hair, wrinkled skin, cloudy eyes, and a reddish sarcoma on his chin, the size of a pigeon's egg, slightly drooping, with a bit of weirdness.

At first glance, this old man was at least seventy or eighty years old. In addition to the old man's appearance, the crutches in his hand also attracted Ling Chen's attention.

The three-foot-long wooden cane was brown all over, like a knotted tree trunk, curved, with deep lines on the surface, and a '7'-shaped handrail at the top. At this moment, the old man was on crutches with one hand, and he also looked at Ling Chen, and there was a chill in his gloomy eyes.

Those who are good do not come, and those who come are not good.

Ling Chen's intuition told him that the old man in front of him was definitely not here to make friends. Thinking of this, he squinted slightly, and the internal strength in the dantian was running slowly, and the majestic internal strength was like a trickle, flowing through the meridians throughout the body, ready to attack at any time.

"Are you Ling Chen?" the old man asked first.

Ling Chen nodded, secretly vigilant in his heart, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a faint smile, and said without humility or arrogance: "You have something to do with me?"

The old man did not hesitate at all, stepped forward with his crutches, looked directly at Ling Chen's pupils, and asked straight to the point, "Where is Qiu Yong?"

"Qiu Yong?" Ling Chen's heart was slightly stunned. He also thought that the old man had come to trouble him, and it seemed that he was walking on his own. He glanced at the old man suspiciously, and asked rhetorically, "What are you looking for Qiu Lao for?"

"That's my business, you don't need to know. Say, where are the people?" the old man's tone was aggressive.

Ling Chen spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry, you asked the wrong person, I haven't seen Elder Qiu for a long time." ”

The old man said coldly: "My people told me that you have a close relationship with the Eight Great Weirdos, don't you know?"

Ling Chen immediately shouted: "What's the matter?" No matter who you are, you must fire him, it's too irresponsible, isn't this nonsense with an open eye. Yes, I know the Eight weirdos, but I don't know them well, so it's useless for you to look for me. ”

"If I don't teach you a lesson, you're not prepared to tell the truth. When the words fell, the old man's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a hint of terrifying power. With this momentum alone, Ling Chen's legs unconsciously took a step back, like a willow pine in the wind, unable to stand on its roots.

It's so strong!

Ling Chen looked at the old man, his pupils shrunk, and he was secretly horrified.

I'm afraid this old man's strength has surpassed the Tiger List.

Not only him, but Jiang Yunkai on the side was also full of horror, looking at the old man incredulously.

Thinking about it, the old man with a cane in his hand had already made a move, as fast as the wind, and in an instant, he arrived in front of Ling Chen, and his thin five fingers turned into a sharp claw and grabbed Ling Chen's face.

Ling Chen's mind was stunned, and he hurriedly raised his hands to protect his face, trying to block the opponent's attack. However, as soon as he made a move, Ling Chen found that the old man's attack suddenly changed from the top lane to the middle lane, and the speed was very fast, hitting him directly in the chest and abdomen.

Ling Chen's reaction ability was not weak, but in front of the old man, his movements were far from being able to keep up with his gaze. Seeing that thin claw attacking, Ling Chen was helpless. For the first time, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Stop!"

Jiang Yunkai saw that the situation was not good, and considering Ling Chen's safety, he did not hesitate, and immediately flew over and slapped it with one palm. However, the old man didn't even look at him, and shook the cane in his hand slightly. Before he could even see the movement clearly, Jiang Yunkai's body that rushed forward was knocked out and hit the wall hard.

"Kaizi!" Ling Chen's face changed slightly, and his eyes were full of concern.

"You'd better take care of yourself first. The old man snorted coldly, and his momentum continued unabated, approaching Ling Chen's vital point.

In the midst of this lightning and flint, a sharp sword light suddenly shot out, hitting the old man's head.

The sudden change suddenly made the old man's face change, and he immediately retreated.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, a sharp sword with cold light and clear light was firmly nailed to the wall, the sword body was submerged nearly halfway, the hilt trembled slightly, and the remaining strength was not gone.

The old man glanced at the sharp sword, his eyes immediately became cold, and he shouted coldly: "What person, get out!"

"Dongfang Yu, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed. ”

An old and familiar voice came, Ling Chen raised his eyebrows, his angular face suddenly revealed a hint of joy, and he turned his head to look at the person who came.

It was no one else who helped just now, it was He Ziyun.

At this time, He Ziyun was wearing a Tang suit, with his hands behind his back, and striding with his head held high.

"Is it you?" Seeing He Ziyun, Dongfang Yu's old face suddenly collapsed, and his anger overflowed, "The surname is He, this is my private matter, don't interfere." ”

He Ziyun said lightly: "Ling Chen is my New Year's friend, if you want to hurt him, I will be the first to refuse." ”

Hearing this, Dongfang Yu's eyes flickered, as if he was hesitating something. After a while, Dongfang Shuo stared at Ling Chen and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Okay, surnamed He, for your sake today, I'll let him go for the time being." However, as long as he doesn't tell Qiu Yong's whereabouts for a day, I will never give up. ”

After the words fell, Dongfang Yu turned around and jumped out of the window, his hands spread, like a roc spreading his wings, and disappeared into the inky night in an instant.

Ling Chen walked quickly to the window, looked at Dongfang Yu who was leaving, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If He Ziyun hadn't appeared in time, he might not have been able to escape.

"He Lao ......"

He Ziyun waved his hand, cut off Ling Chen's words, and said, "You take care of your own affairs first, and then go to the martial arts hall to find me." After speaking, He Ziyun walked to the wall, stretched out his hand and pulled out the sharp sword, put it in the scabbard, and strode out.

At this time, Jiang Yunkai got up from the ground, covered his painful right shoulder with his hand, and looked at He Ziyun's back with a hint of shock in his eyes.

"Ling Chen, who is this person?"

"He Ziyun, He Lao. After a pause, Ling Chen added: "Master of the Ground List!"

(I'm x, I drank high and slept for a day, and I can't write it tomorrow to make it up)