Chapter 171: Rebel Valley

As the saying goes, clay figurines also have three points of earthiness. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

was called mud, to say that Morey is still refreshed in his heart, it is definitely impossible. However, the old man in front of him did save himself, so he only smiled bitterly at this point.

Seeing the old nobleman leave, but at this time, Morey suddenly thought of something, although he knew that he might be bored, he still couldn't help but ask. "Have you ever seen a talking cat?"

However, people simply ignored Morey's question, let alone answered, and didn't look back.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Morey shook his head helplessly and closed his mouth.

...... What a quirky guy!

This person is not simple.

With his own level of mental power, he can't judge his strength at all, and he is obviously much stronger than his current self. Thinking of this, Morey subconsciously assumed in his heart.

If you turn your face with him, how many are you likely to win.

I don't know his exact level of strength, not to mention that this assumption is not possible in the first place - not to mention whether he can fight or not, he will definitely not make a move on his life-saving benefactor.

But Morey had a premonition for no reason, if he fought this old man ten times, he would definitely be able to easily knock him down nine times. If you sneak up while he's in the bathroom, there's probably still a chance.

But thinking about this kind of thing, I am also idle and painful!

Having said that, being ignored like this still makes me feel a little uncomfortable, after all, I haven't been seen like this when I'm so old. As a carver, Morey had always been careful about the details, but now he preferred not to have this habit - because the more he looked into his eyes, the more uncomfortable he became.

The man's gaze swept over the side, and there were hardly any emotional fluctuations.

That's right, it's like treating us like air.

Maybe it's a bit inappropriate to describe it carefully in terms of air. More appropriately, he looks at people as if he were looking at an object, or watching an ant move.

'Don't care'

You can go if you want, you don't care what you can give in return, and if you want to stay, it doesn't pose any threat to me - it's just annoying to look at - the way he looks at it is that.

Morey sighed, moved his body a little, but immediately snorted in pain—there was no pain everywhere in his body! There seemed to be some fracture in his right hand, and the wound on his shoulder was immediately torn with a movement, and the bandage immediately turned red with blood. If any doctor saw Morey's current appearance, he would have screamed and ordered him to lie down and rest, and to move around in such a situation would be almost death.

But as soon as he thought of the old man's words, Morey felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he gritted his teeth fiercely, and stood up with his hands on the bed!

At this time, you should be ruthless to yourself, and you can't have a chance to regret it!

Morey asked himself if he didn't like face too much, but he still had a bit of dignity at the bottom. Since he was too lazy to take care of it, of course he wouldn't ask with a shy face, the injury was not a problem, at least he couldn't be underestimated like this.

You're the mud, your whole family is the mud.

Repeating this sentence in his heart, Morey took a step forward, and his right knee suddenly ached, and he almost collapsed. Fortunately, he hurriedly took out a sword and slammed it to the ground.

The right to use as a crutch!

It was a bit scary to fall from such a high place and not die like this. If you jump down a thousand times when you encounter something like that, it is estimated that you will die at least 999 times.

I thought it was over, but I was really earning to survive. Thinking of this, Morey suddenly felt a little bit of luck. However, even if the luck is so good that the sky is confiscated, the trauma can be imagined, although he did not die at that time, it is estimated that he will be in one breath.

The old nobleman's medical skills are really powerful, and the wounds on his body have not completely scabbed, at most it will only look like two or three days, but the internal injuries have recovered, although the bleeding looks scary, but they are all skin injuries.

"It's amazing, what kind of medicine did he use. Morey muttered. "I don't think he's the kind of person who takes the initiative to help passers-by heal, is he...... The legendary cold on the outside and hot on the inside?"

The right wrist was indeed cut, but the blood was a little black, as if it was stagnant dead blood, and it would be better for the arm to release it. Morey hesitated, but limped out of the house.

Quite a chic courtyard, the exquisite fence flower bed looks like it is made of tree branches, but if you look closely, you will find that it is actually very delicately carved. The thin vine that climbed on it showed no signs of pruning, but it grew very regularly, as if there was an invisible magic guiding it.

The old nobleman was gone, and it stands to reason that his pace was not fast, and he should be able to see the figure at a glance in such an open place. But the truth is that as far as the eye can see, only flowers and plants are seen, and the old man does not know where to hide.

This place is sandwiched between two mountain ranges, only a road leads to the north, and what is especially striking is the mountain range to the east, where almost the sky wall stretches, and when you look up, you can only see the clouds, but you can't see the top of the mountains.

It's a valley.

Probably still somewhere in the savannah.

But I really can't figure out how there can be such an unseasonal place in the world. It's supposed to be winter, but the climate in the valley is warm, like spring and summer.

Morey admired the scenery and became more and more puzzled, but after seeing the traces under a tree, his heart suddenly mentioned!

It was a leaf that had fallen by chance, but it was imprinted with a few plum-shaped, dirty footprints!

"Damn, tailless cats have definitely been here!" Morey was shocked.

The point is that this footprint is quite fresh, and it is obvious that it has not been long since it was printed.

"Fat cat, are you here!?" Morey thought for a moment and couldn't help but shout.

"Pamiyu!"

"Fat ......" A stone flew over coldly, Morey's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly turned his head sideways, but the stone seemed to anticipate Morey's reaction, and suddenly limped!

It was a stone the size of a brick, and it came extremely suddenly, and it could not be said that it was not fierce, and Morey was taken aback in his heart, but he couldn't avoid it at all!

However, just as he was about to give up his struggle, the stone suddenly exploded on its own a second before it was about to hit, narrowly missing a headshot! Morey looked in horror, but saw the old nobleman who had appeared by the hut at some point, and was sitting there, looking at something with a magnifying glass.

He was pointing a finger at this point, and it was clear that the stone was his handiwork.

"Don't scream," the old nobleman said calmly with some surprise in his eyes when he saw that Morey had not been able to dodge the stone. "I won't say it again. ”

Morey's back was soaked with cold sweat, and he nodded. He had been sitting there, but he hadn't noticed it!

Looking at what the old nobleman was looking at, Morey couldn't help but be stunned, and an incredible look suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Isn't that the core of labor's flying boots?

"This is what the clucker gave me as a price to keep you alive. The old nobleman suddenly spoke. "This is your thing?"

This old man can read minds?

Morey was shocked and nodded.

"I thought I was ...... Never mind. I don't care whose stuff it is, that's what the deal is, trade it for your life. The old nobleman's gaze was flat. "I won't give it back to you unless you can return what you exchanged. ”

What do you mean, do you exchange your life?

If you don't want to pay it back, just say it!

"You saved me, and it's understandable to pay for it," Morey said with a reluctant smile. "But can you tell me the whereabouts of that cluck? Thank you for saving my life, but that fat cat is my friend...... But the current situation makes me a little uneasy. ”

Speaking of this, Morey paused, and although he was a little hesitant, he still said politely. "Especially when you're so strong. ”

"Interesting, you said that Clicker is your friend?"

He glanced at Morey, as if trying to see something, but found that his gaze was unexpectedly clear.

"Do you think I'm going to catch that clucker and work for me?" the old nobleman couldn't understand what Morey meant, and smiled coldly. "I'm not going to keep anybody, and I'm not going to force anyone to leave. It's a matter of where the one is willing to go, and I'm not going to get a single one. ”

Morey's face froze when he said this, and he suddenly felt a little sad. What do you mean not to force anyone to leave, I said old man, you were still driving me away just now!

Feelings, in your eyes, am I not human?