Bang!

A huge ancient bell covered all the three of Chen Zifeng underneath, and the moment the ancient bell slammed down, a cane smashed towards the man in white.

The crutches smashed in an extremely rude manner, and the air seemed to crackle with the crutches.

The man in white's face changed greatly, and his figure quickly retreated, but the crutches seemed to have completely locked the man in white, and the crutches smashed wherever the man in white was dodging.

"Hmph. ”

The man in white snorted coldly, and the white handkerchief in his hand flew up against the cane. The handkerchief was like a spinning dagger, trying to cut off the crutch.

Scold!

The white handkerchief was instantly smashed away by the crutches, and the crutches only shook slightly and still swirled towards the man in white.

And just as the crutch flew towards the man in white, a sword light flashed out from the man in white.

Bang dang!

The crutch was swept away by the sword and spun behind it.

In front of the ancient bell, a sloppy old man with a shawl saw the crutches flying over, slowly stretched out his withered right hand, and grabbed the speeding crutches.

"Boy, you've got two hits. ”

The sloppy old man opened the wine gourd tied to his arms, opened the mouth of the gourd, and greedily smelled the charming aroma of wine, and then gulped and drank it.

The man in white looked at the sloppy old man, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes, but he didn't make the slightest move.

Seeing that the man in white didn't speak, the sloppy old man took the wine gourd to his waist, patted the ancient bell that covered the three of them inside, and said slightly against the ancient bell: "Three little guys, you can't die now." ”

The sloppy old man said and looked at the man in white not far in front of him again, and walked slowly towards the man in white with a crutch and arched his body, and when the sloppy old man walked over, he would definitely find that the sloppy old man's feet at this time were completely untouched.

The man in white stared at the sloppy old man who was getting closer and closer to him, but he didn't mean to make a move.

The sloppy old man walked slower and slower, and got closer and closer to the man in white.

The sloppy old man stopped in front of the man in white, and then he slowly raised his withered right hand, and the dirty palm pressed against the man in white's head.

The man in white has a serious habit of cleanliness, but at this time he did not have the slightest resistance to the sloppy old man's actions.

"Boy, it's easy to break when you're just right, don't think that you can do whatever you want with this strength at a young age. ”

"You weren't born when we were rolling in the world. ”

The sloppy old man is like an elder, working hard to educate his children and grandchildren.

And the man in white seemed to be a filial son, standing there motionless and letting the sloppy old man caress his head, as if he was listening to the sloppy old man's teachings very seriously.

And the sloppy old man seemed to have not spoken for a thousand years, and he kept teaching the man in white, and what he said was nothing more than teaching people how to behave and how to do things.

After some time, the sloppy old man finally stopped, and then took back the hand that was touching the head of the man in white.

opened the wine gourd again, drank it in a big gulp, and then looked at the man in white and nodded slightly, and then slowly walked over to Gu Zhong with a cane.

The sloppy old man patted the huge ancient clock, and the ancient clock quickly became smaller and disappeared into the ring on the sloppy old man's finger.

"Drink more, drink more, have more fun, less affection, less affection, less shackles. ”

"Who is drunk with me today? ”

"Drifting in a foreign country is a foreign country, and the missing person is not there. ”

"I looked at the peak of the sky from afar, but now I have gray hair and become an old man. ”

The sloppy old man was on crutches, gulping down and chanting loudly.

Tragic and deep, passionate but light.

The scruffy old man's voice slowly became smaller, and then disappeared into the huge forest.

And when the scruffy old man's singing disappeared, the man in white suddenly fell.

Kneeling on one knee on the ground, holding one hand over his chest, he coughed violently.

Burst!

A mouthful of bright red liquid gushed out of the white-clothed man's mouth.

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Following.

In the clear blue sky, a flying eagle flew by, and the red sun in the distance shone gentle sunlight.

The sun poured into the mountain stream and sprinkled on Chen Zifeng's face.

Chen Zifeng's eyelids moved slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing that Chen Zifeng woke up, the two women who had been sitting next to Chen Zifeng were supporting Chen Zifeng, and Mu Luo sat behind Chen Zifeng, letting Chen Zifeng's head rest on his arms.

Chen Zifeng, who felt the softness, couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't expect that a woman like Mu Luo would have a gentle side.

However, Chen Zifeng didn't care about the softness behind his head at this time, but completely put his mind in his body.

His body was beaten to a dying state by the man in white, and his internal organs were seriously damaged, and his bones were seriously damaged.

However, when Chen Zifeng checked his body, he was shocked to find that his injuries at this time were much better, and those internal organs were repaired well.

What the hell is going on? Could it be the mysterious five-star ray?

Chen Zifeng was puzzled, and at this moment, a voice reached Chen Zifeng's ears.

"Boy, you're okay now, I saved you. ”

At this time, Chen Zifeng and the three of them were on a hillside, and there were no trees or creatures on the hillside except for verdant grass and dense big rocks.

And Chen Zifeng was lying on a huge rock, his body covered with soft demonic beast fur.

As soon as the voice fell, a sloppy old man walked out from behind a huge rock, and with the appearance of the sloppy old man, a rich fragrance also came to his nose, making Chen Zifeng, who was already hungry with his chest against his back, grunting and swallowing.

"Is it fragrant?"

The sloppy old man looked at Chen Zifeng who was staring straight at him with his eyes, raised the roast pheasant in his hand, and asked.

Chen Zifeng was stunned for a moment, and then said respectfully to the sloppy old man: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of your predecessors, dare to ask your seniors' names?"

"Does it matter what my name is?" asked the scruffy old man.

"In the future, I, Chen Zifeng, will repay my predecessors for saving their lives this time. ”

"Finished?" the sloppy old man looked at Chen Zifeng and asked,

"Huh?"

"When I'm done, I'll come over and eat, and there are three more over there. What kind of maturity does a little kid pretend to be?" The sloppy old man threw the crutches in his hand towards Chen Zifeng's head, and Chen Zifeng was stunned for a while and picked up the crutches.

"Senpai-"

"Do you want to say something today's words, and the younger generation will remember it in their hearts?" the sloppy old man's face was full of impatience.

"No, I'm asking - can you bake a little more-"

Yue'er couldn't help laughing when she saw the sloppy old man's stunned appearance, while Mu Luo was body flashed out, making Chen Zifeng's head make intimate contact with the rock, making Chen Zifeng scream in pain.

There are no the same people in different languages, only people who hate to meet each other.

Although the sloppy old man looked sloppy and his hair was scattered, his barbecue skills were not at all something that Chen Zifeng could catch up with, and even the two girls, Yue'er and Mu Luo, finally burped with their little stomachs, and their faces showed satisfaction.

After a short period of contact, Chen Zifeng also knew that this girl was called Yue'er, but as for where the surname came from, Yue'er didn't say it, and Chen Zifeng naturally wouldn't ask. After all, everyone has their own secrets, and everyone has their own space.

If Yue'er wanted them to know, Chen Zifeng believed that Yue'er would not hide it.

As for Yue'er's actions last night, when Chen Zifeng mentioned it, Yue'er didn't know anything, as if it wasn't her who played the guqin last night. This made everyone very puzzled, and when the three of them set their eyes on the sloppy old man, the sloppy old man smiled and did not speak.

Chen Zifeng and the sloppy old man also talked very happily, and he didn't dislike the sloppy old man's dirtiness and drank the wine in the sloppy old man's wine gourd. However, those fine wines choked Chen Zifeng's eyes were red, and he kept coughing.

However, when Chen Zifeng wanted to use his spiritual power to suppress those drinking powers, the sloppy old man said with a smile: "It's rare to drink happily in life, so let it go down." ”

Chen Zifeng also nodded when he heard this, and then took a sip of the wine in the wine gourd again. Of course, in exchange for Chen Zifeng's violent coughing.

The two girls around him were laughing happily, as if Chen Zifeng was like a clown who was selling his body to make fun of everyone.

The sound of laughter echoed in this mountain stream, and after a long time, the sloppy old man left the hillside to do some errands, and Mu Luo was too tired to turn into a monster and enter the living ring to rest.

The sloppy old man had already known about the phenomenon of Mu Luo being a monster, so Mu Luo dared to reveal his secret in front of the sloppy old man, and Yue'er didn't mind Mu Luo's strange appearance, after all, she thought that Mu Luo saved herself.

Chen Zifeng's face was flushed, and his head was slightly dizzy. He didn't know what strange treasures the scruffy old man had used to repair his broken body, but he could feel a force in him that seemed to be of short use.

"Today's kindness has to be repaid. ”

Chen Zifeng leaned against the rock, holding the Soul Eater Flute with both hands, and blew it a few times from time to time.

And just as Chen Zifeng was blowing the Soul Eater flute, a slow and long sound of the piano slowly came.

On a rock not far away, a girl with long flowing hair sat cross-legged, the sun shining on her face, hair, and entire body.

In front of her, a guqin lay horizontally.

The sound of the piano is sad and sorrowful, like a visitor who has been away from his hometown for many years tells his homesickness.

A tear fell.

She cried.