Ling Feng and the old man heard Xiao Zhao's voice, Ling Feng didn't care about arguing with the old man, he picked up his pulse qi and ran in the direction where Xiao Zhao's voice came from, and the black source iron behind him dragged into a straight and crooked road. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Phew, phew", the old man was dusted by the bonfire made by Ling Feng, and got on his body, and there was also it on his forehead, he got up and patted his body, followed Ling Feng's back, and did not forget to curse: "This stinky boy still tosses my old man."

Xiao Zhao screamed, covered his cheeks with his hands, squatted underneath, trembling his body, and the leaves around him disappeared without knowing it, and he was frightened.

Ling Feng dragged the black meteorite, the chains on his body emitted a "ding" sound, came to Xiao Zhao's side, saw where Xiao Zhao was squatting, his hand on Xiao Zhao's shoulder, found that Xiao Zhao was still trembling, and asked comfortingly: "It's okay, am I not here?"

"Brother Feng, I'm afraid", Xiao Zhao felt Ling Feng's arrival, glanced at Ling Feng, hugged Ling Feng's neck with both arms, and said fearfully.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here", Ling Feng was reported by Xiao Zhao, got up and was hugged by Xiao Zhao, stretched out a hand to pat Xiao Zhao's back, and said comfortingly: "It's okay, what's going on?"

Xiao Zhao reported Ling Feng for a while, raised his head, saw Ling Feng's inquiring eyes, pointed not far away in the water, and said tremblingly: "Brother Feng, what do you think is that?"

Ling Feng followed Xiao Zhao's gesture and looked over, found that it was not far away, gradually opened his eyes, and wondered a little, why is there such a lantern here, he doesn't understand, seeing the old man coming to his side, pointing not far away, he turned his head and asked, "Stinky old man, what is that?"

The old man patted the dust on his body, this kid was really troublesome, ruined his image, heard Ling Feng ask himself, glanced at Ling Feng, looked not far away, as if the entire swamp was like a light bulb, more and more, and asked in surprise: "How did these things come out."

"What is that?", Ling Feng looked at the old man's surprised appearance, and was very dissatisfied in his heart, it was something, what the hell was it, and asked in wonder.

Xiao Zhao snuggled up to Ling Feng's side, looking at the old man and wondering what it was.

"These are not things, they are temptation things for you", the old man touched his beard, looked at Ling Feng, smiled, and took advantage of this time to take care of this kid, and said jokingly.

"Oh?", Ling Feng was puzzled, hearing that the old man meant something that he tempted, could it be that this stinky old man was the best place for him to cultivate here, to specialize in cultivating pulse qi, and asked, "Is it something that I am cultivating here to cultivate pulse qi?"

"Yes and no", the old man glanced at Ling Feng, looked at the light of the lantern not far away, shook his head, and nodded again.

"What is it and what is not?", Ling Feng didn't understand the old man, and wondered in his heart what is it and what is not?

"Yes, what is that, grandpa", Xiao Zhao didn't know what it was, it was a temptation for Ling Feng, and he also wanted to know what it was, so he asked curiously.

Xiao Zhao said, his feet felt like they were being eaten, and he felt pain, and threw them to the side, not forgetting to exclaim in his mouth: "Oops."

Xiao Zhao felt a lot of pain in his feet, squatted down and rubbed his feet, and found that his boots had been cut a gap, and he touched them in pain.

The old man ran his pulse, felt the object thrown out by Xiao Zhao, grabbed it in his hand, looked at it, and asked in surprise, "How did this thing appear?"

"Xiao Zhao, how are you?", Ling Feng felt Xiao Zhao's pain, squatted down and touched Xiao Zhao's little feet, felt the bite, and rubbed it with his hands,

With a sound of "tearing", he tore off a piece of cloth from his arm, bandaged it for Xiao Zhao, raised his head and asked comfortingly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt", Xiao Zhao saw Ling Feng bandaging himself, and his heart was sweet, what else was he afraid of where Ling Feng was, shook his head, and said.

"Yes" , Ling Feng smiled, Xiao Zhao followed him, no matter how tired or injured he was, he was speechless, all he was thinking about was himself, how could he be able to get her favor, he was just a poor boy, and he couldn't give her happiness, but now that Xiao Zhao was injured, how could he ignore it, holding Xiao Zhao's arm, looking at the things in the old man's hands, and finding that the things in the old man's hands were as long as his thumbs, revealing a few small legs and mouths like a sickle, opening and closing, and asked in surprise: " What is this thing?".

"This is a sickle beard", the old man glanced at it, the old man pointed to the black thing in his hand, and opened and closed his mouth,

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"Scythe beard?", Ling Feng was puzzled, this is not very big, it has such a strange name, and asked puzzledly, "What is this?"

"Don't underestimate this thing", the old man said and was about to reprimand Ling Feng, but when he thought that Ling Feng didn't know this thing at all, he blamed this stinky boy for what he did, touched his beard, looked at it in his hand, and explained: "This sickle must be used for poison, and if you eat an ordinary person, you can kill in a moment, this guy's armor can be described as invulnerable, hidden under this swamp."

"Ah", Ling Feng didn't expect such a small thing to be a poisonous thing, wouldn't that Xiao Zhao be unsafe, turned to look at Xiao Zhao, and found that Xiao Zhao was a little unconscious and was about to fall, helped Xiao Zhao, shook it and shouted: "Xiao Zhao."

"Ah", Xiao Zhao agreed, and arrived in Ling Feng's arms.

Ling Feng saw Xiao Zhao unconscious, looked at the old man, and asked anxiously, "Stinky old man, what should I do?"

"It's okay, I've used my pulse to force out this girl's poison", the old man glanced at Xiao Zhao's unconscious appearance, and at the moment when Xiao Zhao was bitten just now, he had already used his pulse to deal with Xiao Zhao's injury, and said comfortingly.

"Then why is Xiao Zhao still unconscious?", Ling Feng looked at Xiao Zhao's footsteps and found that black mucus flowed out of the cloth he had bandaged Xiao Zhao, and found that he was still unconscious, and asked suspiciously.

"Oh", the old man was puzzled for a moment, threw his sickle whisker into the water, and explained, "I forgot to tell you that this thing also has the effect of paralyzing people."

The old man said with his hands behind his back, and walked to the bonfire, ignoring Ling Feng's eyes, he did not forget to remind Ling Feng and said, "Boy, it's not too early, recover your pulse well, you will start cultivating tomorrow."

Ling Feng watched the old man walk away, eager to eat the old man, but when he thought that the old man had forced Xiao Zhao's poison out, and there was nothing to say, Xiao Zhao fell asleep paralyzed, hugged Xiao Zhao and walked to the bonfire, seeing that the old man had his legs crossed and closed his eyes, put Xiao Zhao aside, and followed the old man's example to recover his pulse.