The old man shook his head, "I can't give it to you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

He Lin's expression froze, and he said fiercely with hatred: "Then why did you save me?!"

The corners of the old man's mouth flashed with a cold light, and he said: "No one can give you what you want, and the only one who can give you everything is yourself." ”

"The only one who can give me everything is myself?" He Lin smiled miserably, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "What can I do with this half-dead look?!"

The old man's left eye bulged out suddenly, and his face was full of hideousness, "As long as ...... As long as the power of hatred is strong enough, as long as it ...... As long as your heart is filled with this wonderful power, you will be able to get everything you want. ”

The old man suddenly laughed madly, and his left eye became more and more bulging and bulging outward, and the blood in his eye socket flowed wildly.

He Lin's eyes were full of shock, and he couldn't help himself in shock, "You...... You ......"

Suddenly, He Lin let out a heart-rending scream, and the old man's eyes actually jumped out of his sockets and just landed in his arms.

It wasn't that he hadn't seen a dead man, but he had never seen anyone do something as horrible as an old man.

"Don't blame you. The old man calmed down again, walked to He Lin's side with a smile, and said, "When the old man gets excited, he often can't control himself. ”

There was a chill on his legs that he couldn't feel existing, and He Lin's scalp was numb and he looked at the old man's black eyes, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

The old man bent down to pick up the bloody eyeballs in He Lin's arms, skillfully stuffed them into the bloody eye sockets, covered his eyes and rubbed them, the eyeballs could still rotate flexibly, it was unbelievable.

"Do you want to get the same power as me?" the old man smiled faintly, but in He Lin's eyes, it was like an evil spirit that tempted people into the abyss.

"I ......" He Lin hesitated.

The old man's expression turned cold, "It seems that your hatred is not strong enough. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the old man suddenly exploded into a mass of intertwined earthworms and burrowed into the soil.

"No, no!" He Lin panicked and shouted, "I want to get the same strength as you, I want to get ......"

In the small space, all the air was suddenly sucked away, and the green tendons first bloomed from the forehead, and then quickly spread to the whole body, the roots and green tendons were like worms wriggling under the skin, and He Lin's face instantly turned purple.

He regretted it, how ridiculous his reserve was. No one here will flatter him, and he is not a candidate for the future head of the Lingdao Sect, he is just a mess of that will rot in the soil at any time.

What else is he proud of?

And what is the right to choose?

He Lin's heart was like ashes, his eyes were full of despair, and he knew that he had missed the only chance to live because of his self-contained identity.

"Do you want power?"

He Lin, whose life was constantly draining from his body, suddenly heard the familiar and unfamiliar hoarse voice.

He Lin's face was full of ecstasy.

"Do you crave power?"

The wriggling earthworms emerged from the earth again, forming an old face in the blink of an eye.

"Save ...... Save me......" He Lin struggled to squeeze out his voice from his throat, and he found that he couldn't even gather the strength to speak.

"Why should I save you?"

The old man's cold tone suddenly made He Linru fall into the ice cellar, and every inch of his skin was oozing with coldness.

Yes, the old man didn't know him, why did he save him?

"I ...... I ......," He Lin suddenly had strength, "I can bring ...... to the [prisoner] Bring ......"

"Nope. The old man seemed to know what He Lin was thinking, and said, "You don't have any help to the [prisoner]. ”

"No, no!" He Lin panicked, "I'm useful, I'm useful." ”

However, the old man's face had sunk into the earth, and his hoarse voice could no longer be heard.

After touching a cigarette, when the painful suffocation came again, He Lin's ears finally sounded the old man's hoarse and beautiful voice again.

"Do you hate me?" A mass of earthworms suddenly appeared in front of He Lin's eyes, and the two faces were almost attached to each other, and He Lin could even count every fold of this face.

"No, of course not. He Lin burst into tears, "You are my benefactor, even if you are a cow and a horse, I will repay your kindness." ”

When the old man heard this, there was no smile on his face, and he suddenly twisted and deformed, and scattered into a pile of earthworms and burrowed into the ground.

"Don't go, don't go. ”

He Lin cried out in grief, but when he heard the old man's voice again, it was already another cup of tea.

Spiritual masters who often undergo the repeated tempering of the physical body by the aura of heaven and earth tend to live longer than ordinary people, and if ordinary people are trapped in this dark and narrow space, they are afraid that they have become a corpse without any breath of life.

He Lin is still alive.

"Do you hate me?"

Exactly the same words as before, exactly the same tone as before, He Lin didn't know how to answer, and just as he was thinking about the wording, the old man disappeared.

"Bastard!!!" roared in anger from Ho Lin, he had had enough.

The time for the old man to reappear was longer and longer, and when He Lin's vision became more and more blurred, his mind became more and more chaotic, and the words that had been repeated three times sounded again.

"Do you hate me?"

He Lin poured out endless strength, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared: "I can't wait to pump your tendons and pick your skin, I can't wait to drink your blood and gnaw your flesh, I don't hate you, I just want you to die!"

The old man's eyes glowed when he was neutral, and his body suddenly gathered, staring at He Lin solemnly, and said, "Do you crave power?"

He Lin grabbed the old man with both hands and snorted, "Give me strength, give me strength." ”

The light in the old man's eyes shone brighter and brighter, "I'm going to give you your legs first." ”

He Lin looked down at his smashed legs, after so much time, his blood had not dried up, obviously someone did not want him to die.

"Give it to me!" He Lin was unceremonious, just like an old man should do.

The old man laughed, and with a wave of the knife in his hand, He Lin's two legs were cut off by Qi Gen.

He Lin's face was suddenly deformed in pain, almost tangled together, and even the strength to exhale pain was lost.

The old man did not pause, squatted down, touched the wound gushing with blood, hundreds of earthworms swarmed out of his palm, and in an instant, the two intact legs returned to He Lin's body.

Surprisingly, this time He Lin did not show the slightest shock, he calmly touched his elastic legs, and slowly stood up.

The feeling I get is the same as usual, as if my legs have grown on my body from beginning to end.

"Thanks to the seniors. He Lin bowed.

The old man hummed, counting as a response, but the next moment, a flaming claw pierced his heart.

"You ......" The old man looked at He Lin in shock.

"I told you I wanted you to die. He Lin smiled cruelly, "With two legs, even if I am buried a few feet deep, it is not difficult to leave here." ”