【Volume 1】How Long a Teenager Is a Teenager Chapter 87 How Many Years Can Dead Wood Be Spring?

After thinking about it for a while or two, Zhou Qingwan opened his mouth and asked, "What kind of cultivation do the monsters who enter this place usually have?" ”

Zheng Hua frowned, and then spoke: "Well, the general cultivation is high and low, probably up and down the Yuanhai Realm. In the past, there were all the predecessors of the families in the city, and the masters of the Dao Sect were in charge, so naturally there would be no problem. However, in recent days, the fighting has intensified, and all the seniors have gone to the border. Only those of us with mediocre qualifications are left, and we can't reach the level of our predecessors in our cultivation for the rest of our lives. If you put your life on the table, you can only do so much. ”

With that, Zheng Hua sighed. At this time, he really felt helpless about himself, in fact, he was more disappointed.

Zhou Qingwan didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand to pull the purple-clothed man up underground. At this time, a spring rain fell outside the city.

The rain is dripping, and the spring that should be exuding vitality is now lifeless.

Zhou Qingdui conjured an oil-paper umbrella out of nowhere, led the little girl beside him slowly, and walked into this city without pedestrians.

The purple-clothed man named Zheng Hua did not follow in the footsteps of the two, but braved the rain and trotted all the way to a corner by the city wall.

There, there lay several bloodied corpses.

Zheng Hua looked at this scene, I don't know if it was rain or tears, just like this on his face. Soon, he patted his head and came to his senses.

Under the heavy rain, the soaking wet man, with a knife in his hand, dug a hole in the corner of the city wall.

In the end, when he buried his comrades-in-arms who had just been born and died one by one, he said softly: "All the way, it's easy to go." ”

In fact, these cities on the Terran border have been like this for many years, and the ground under their feet is all made of flesh and blood.

Zhou Qingdui led the little girl silently through the street, walking here, Zhou Qingdui seemed to think of the first self back then. It's just that after so many years, things have long been different.

Xiao Yue'er glanced at the young man next to her from time to time as she walked, and when she saw him with a sad face, the little girl herself didn't dare to say anything more.

It's just that when Zhou Qingdui walked around a corner, he suddenly smelled a faint smell of smoke on the tip of his nose.

Zhou Qingdui turned his head and saw a barefoot old beggar in really sloppy clothes sitting by the wall, holding an old cigarette gun in his hand, sucking one after another, spitting out thick smoke, and finally being washed away by the rain.

Zhou Qingwan only felt that the old man was a little familiar, but he never remembered who it was, and finally he was dumbfounded.

Just as he was about to move on, an old voice behind him stopped him like this.

"Where are you going, young man?"

Zhou Qingwan turned around and looked at the barefoot old man, a little confused, and did not answer.

The old beggar put down the cigarette gun in his hand at this time, turned his head to look at him, and howled bitterly: "God don't open your eyes! The guy who still owes me five hundred taels of silver now pretends not to know me when he sees me! How can I live, old man! ”

Zhou Qingdui's brows furrowed deeper when he heard this, and he was even more confused.

The old beggar glanced at the man's blank appearance, and suddenly had no bearing, and howled bitterly: "Six years ago, you kid stepped on the old man and me here, and you forgot it?" ”

After Zhou Qingdui heard this, he rummaged in his mind, and then remembered that he once seemed to have inadvertently stepped on the foot of an old man, and the old man refused to go to the pharmacy, and then he sat on the ground and asked him for five hundred taels of silver!

Thinking of this, Zhou Qingwan was a little angry! The old man in front of him took advantage of his defenselessness to take away a drop of his essence blood! If it weren't for Qi Yan's action to drive him away, I'm afraid this old man would have to chatter for three days and three nights!

"Old gentleman has something to say?" Zhou Qingwan frowned and spoke.

The old beggar grinned, revealing the few old yellow teeth left in his mouth, and said, "Young man, I see that the little girl next to you has very good qualifications. Do you want to stay with the old man and accompany me in my practice? ”

Zhou Qingdui frowned when he heard this, but he didn't wait for him to open his mouth to refuse. The little girl beside her stared at the old beggar carefully, and finally said, "But you are so ugly, you don't look like a good person!" ”

Zhou Qingdui almost laughed out loud when he heard this. The old beggar was so angry that he almost dropped the pipe in his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Little girl, do you know who I am?" ”

This time, without waiting for the little girl next to her to speak, Zhou Qingdui said in a deep voice: "Senior, it's not that I don't want to, but the little girl next to me is too young, and I really don't feel at ease in Xia, so I feel that it is safer to follow Xia's side." If the old-timers are really interested, in a few years, when Xiao Yue'er grows up, the old gentleman will come sincerely, and he will not refuse. ”

This seems to be serious, but in fact it is a clear rejection of the old man.

The old beggar snorted, waved his hand and said, "Get out, get out!" It's really as blind as Qi Yan's kid, there are many people in the world who want to beg the old man and me as a teacher! ”

Zhou Qingwan ignored the old beggar's words, and after thanking him, he took the little girl's hand and left.

The old beggar's aura is no different from that of ordinary people, although Zhou Qingwan can't see the depth of the old beggar's cultivation now, but he subconsciously feels that this person in front of him is a little weird, and he doesn't dare to take such a big risk.

Zhou Qingdui took Xiao Yue'er's hand, walked through this street, and after stopping at the Little Zhou Tian Inn for a while, he sighed and left the city called "Great Zhou Tian City".

In the end, the young man in white only said: "What year is tonight?" ”

After Zhou Qingdui stepped out of the Great Zhou Heavenly City, the old beggar who had been sitting by the wall spread out his dirty palm, and a drop of blood quietly appeared in his palm.

The old beggar looked at this drop of essence blood taken from the young Zhou Qingwan many years ago, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Ye Jingan protects you, Li Qiubai protects you, and now even the demon Xuanjiu protects you." They probably never thought that you would never escape from the palm of my hand! Hahaha! ”

When the words fell, the old beggar withdrew this drop of essence blood, and was about to close his eyes and dream. A robed figure fell from the sky and fell in front of him.

The old beggar's eyes narrowed slightly, and he wondered, "What's wrong with you?" How did it end up here? ”

I saw that the man turned around, his head was full of white hair, his mustache was also pale, and his face was full of old color, even older than the old beggar.

The eight-character Hu old Taoist said hoarsely: "It's Xuan ......"

Just as he was about to finish the man's name, thunder suddenly flashed in the sky, and the words of the Taoist came to an abrupt end.

The old beggar just glanced at the canopy above, and saw through the heavenly opportunity, and his eyes were a little complicated.

The old beggar hesitated for a moment, then spread out his palm, opened the mouth of the eight-character nonsense man with his other hand, and slowly put the drop of essence blood into it. Immediately afterwards, the breath of the Bazi Hudao people suddenly gave birth to new vitality, and their hair began to slowly turn black......

Finally, the old beggar looked at the spring rain in front of him and said softly, "How many years can the dead wood be spring?" ”

At the same time, Zhou Qingdui suddenly felt some throbbing in his heart, but he quickly recovered as before.