When Ye Hao sensed that the situation was wrong, it was already too late.

The old man with a goatee was like electricity, and he appeared in front of him in a few moments, and his dry palm suddenly grabbed it.

grabbed him by the shoulders and immobilized him.

Ye Hao's face turned pale, and he felt as if his shoulder was pinched by an iron tong, and the pain was incomparable, and he couldn't exert his strength all over his body.

"Where are the Dragon Balls hidden?" The old man with the goatee said with a smile.

"What dragon balls, I don't know, old thing, you're ...... Uncle, I don't understand what you're talking about."

Ye Hao gritted his teeth and said.

"Don't say yes?"

The old man with the goatee sneered, and his palm suddenly exerted force.

Ye Hao screamed miserably, his face was hideous in pain, and his entire shoulder seemed to be about to burst.

In an instant, he instinctively wanted to share this sharp pain on his body.

But he still held back alive.

"I said, you let me go first, I can't hold on."

Ye Hao opened his mouth with difficulty, and jumped out word by word.

"That's pretty much it."

The old man with the goatee suddenly let go and threw Ye Hao to the ground.

Snorted coldly: "To be honest, don't play tricks, the old man is in a good mood, and he may let you go, otherwise, hum!"

"How do you know that my parents left me the Dragon Ball?"

Ye Hao gasped and quickly recovered his strength.

"Do you even need to think about it? Your parents are your only child, and they don't leave anything to you, to whom? Take yourself into the grave?"

The goatee old man scoffed.

Hearing this, Ye Hao's heart moved slightly.

It turns out that what these people are looking for is the thing that their parents own, which is called the Dragon Ball.

His mind raced.

Slightly silent, he said, "It's not in me."

"How dare you fool me?"

The narrow eyes of the old man with the goatee instantly became gloomy.

"It's not in my possession, but you can trade my life for it."

Ye Hao said suddenly.

Hearing this, the old man with the goatee was stunned, and then his pupils shrank and said, "What do you mean......

"That's right."

Ye Hao sighed and said, "That's right, the thing is in the hands of my parents, you should know that the Dragon Ball, with my age, I can't use it anymore, so it's still on them."

Hearing this, the old man's eyes flickered.

Then he said coldly, "Your parents? Your parents are long dead, and you have to make up your lies decently."

"My parents just faked their deaths."

Ye Hao shook his head.

"Fake their death and get out, in the years they have been missing, there has been no trace of the human world, is it possible that they have been living in the bright realm all the time?"

The old man with the goatee sneered.

Seeing Ye Hao bowing his head and being silent.

His face was a little strange, and he whispered, "Could it be that the legend is true?"

Strangeness flashed in Ye Hao's eyes.

I didn't say anything, you made it up for yourself.

He nodded and said, "yes, I didn't think about it at first... Until I see ...... with my own eyes."

He stopped in time.

"What did you see with your own eyes?"

The old man with the goatee asked.

"It's incredible to see with your own eyes that the legend is true." Ye Hao sighed.

"What kind of legend, you tell the old man again."

Ye Hao was dumbfounded.

"Sure enough, little rabbit, you are deceiving the old man."

The old man with the goatee laughed angrily, "The old man sees that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin!"

His eagle-clawed palm fiercely grabbed Ye Hao.

Made, what a chicken thief the old fellow is.

Ye Hao scolded secretly in his heart, he was already very cautious in his words, and he still caught the word.

But now in this situation, there is no way back, but to bite the bullet.

Otherwise, today

Buried here.

"I didn't lie to you."

Ye Hao gritted his teeth and said, "I promised my parents that their situation cannot be revealed to the outside world, besides, what you want is the Dragon Ball, it has nothing to do with anything else, right?" Z.br>

"Hard-mouthed!"

The old man with the goatee snorted coldly, and his palm slammed into Ye Hao's shoulder.

"Listen to me first."

Ye Hao took a deep breath and said, "Believe it or not, it's an indisputable fact that my parents are not dead, and the Dragon Ball is still on them.

Give me a week, and next Sunday, I'll bring you something."

The old man with the goatee stopped moving, his eyes narrowed.

"Not now? If your parents were in the Ming Realm, wouldn't it be easier for you to take me to them and replace them on the spot with the Dragon Ball?"

"They're not what I want to see."

Ye Hao hesitated for a moment and said, "Their situation is a bit special, in short, they usually look for me.

The date we agreed on was every Sunday.

I have already met them this Sunday, today, and next time I will see you only next Sunday."

"Make it up, keep making it up, it's a very interesting story, the old man loves to hear it."

The old man with the goatee smiled, but the dangerous light in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Old thing, you asked me to continue, don't blame me."

Ye Hao was ruthless in his heart.

He said calmly, "The place where we meet every week is at the lake over there."

He pointed in one direction.

"It's not the lake where my parents usually are, you don't have to think about anything else, it's just a place for us to meet.

Believe it or not, it's true that my parents are still alive."

Ye Hao exhaled lightly, "Otherwise, how do you think that with the strength of a low-level martial artist like me, how dare you enter the Ming Realm alone? I came in just to see my parents.

It's just that today, just as I was about to leave, I happened to meet you."

He spoke, a little silent.

"Go on."

The goatee old man's eyes flickered.

This kid...... Before contacting him, the matter of buying the blood incense of the tiger beast in the store was also logically consistent.

Otherwise, he really couldn't imagine that a weak chicken low-level martial artist would have nothing to do in the Ming Realm.

Ye Hao continued: "Seven days is the time for me to see my parents, I have already seen them today, whether you believe it or not, you can only wait for next Sunday, it is useless for you to kill me."

The old man with the goatee looked at him gloomily, "The old man doesn't believe in this evil, he must get the Dragon Ball today, go, lead the way."

Ye Hao shook his head, looking a little helpless.

Get up and walk towards Yangjin Lake.