The old man promised some good things one after another, and seeing that Zhao Han did not answer, he gasped a few times, changed his words, and said, "However, before this, there is something to do." ”

"What?"

Zhao Han subconsciously asked, and the next moment, his face changed sharply, and in an instant, it was as if a huge mountain was pressing down out of thin air, suppressing him, unable to move, and he didn't even close the mouth that was open when he subconsciously asked before.

This is the soul coercion of the martial artist.

"What a clever little bunny. The old man gasped hard, his originally muddy and dark eyes were full of banter at the moment, he reached out and took out a gorgeous bag from his arms, stretched out his hand to caress it, there was an extra red jade bottle in his palm, and hummed, "The old man didn't want to do this yet." ”

Zhao Han's heart was filled with a touch of bitterness, when the old man opened his mouth before, he realized that something was wrong, and wanted to leave quietly, but he didn't expect that the old man in front of him was seriously injured and dying, and he was able to exert soul coercion and make himself fall short.

Sure enough, every life martial artist is not simple, even a dying life martial artist is not something ordinary people can handle.

"Seven insects and seven flowers are made of seven kinds of insects and seven kinds of strange flowers as the main material, with nearly 400 kinds of precious medicinal materials, and it is worth 10,000 gold. This pill can stimulate people's potential, stimulate the mysteries, and enhance the probability of comprehending the fate of life. ”

"However, it has a side effect, if you can't get the antidote I configured on time every day, the toxicity will attack, like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, a thousand cuts, and the pain is unbearable. ”

"The first few guys who didn't get my antidote died in front of me. ”

The old martial artist's expression was gloomy, and he had to gasp for a while every time he said a word, but the soul pressure exerted on Zhao Han's body did not relax at all, until he opened the jade bottle, poured out a fiery red pill the size of a dragon's eye, and flicked it into Zhao Han's mouth, and this powerful spiritual pressure disappeared.

"What do you want me to do?"

This fiery red pill called the Seven Insects and Seven Flowers Broken Intestine Pill melted in the mouth, and the mouth was fragrant, Zhao Han didn't have time to reminisce, as soon as he regained his freedom, he asked with a calm expression.

"You're nice and calm enough. Actually, this elixir is very good for you, it can stimulate your mysteries, squeeze your own potential, and improve your cultivation ......."

The old martial artist was still about to brag, but he saw Zhao Han standing quietly in place, with a calm face, without the slightest impatience, and he couldn't say anything when he got to the flickering on his lips, so he took a breath and said, "Let's change places first, it's not safe here." ”

"Good. ”

Zhao Han nodded, and then according to the instructions of the old martial artist, after picking a few plants and crushing them, he smeared the mixed juice on the two of them, covering the smell on their bodies, and at the same time eliminated all kinds of traces left along the way under the guidance of the other party's hand.

It wasn't until half a day later, almost dusk, that Zhao Han carried him to a cave in Xiaomang Mountain that was extremely hidden and difficult to find under the command of the old warrior.

The cave is not large, the entrance is extremely hidden, and there are traps that make it difficult for birds and beasts to enter. There is a mountain spring in the cave, the water source is continuous, as long as there is enough dry food, enough for three or five people to live here for a long time.

"This is what the old man prepared before, but I didn't expect it to be useful one day. ”

After entering the cave, the spirit of the old warrior was even worse, his face was pale and bloodless, and he said to Zhao Han with a strong spirit: "The old man has been fighting for several days, and he has not entered a drop of water, you go and hunt a few wild animals to pad my stomach first, and I will give you today's antidote when I come back." ”

"Don't worry, I have no evil thoughts towards you, as long as you send me to Chiyan City safely, I will cure the poison of the Seven Insects and Seven Flowers for you. ”

Zhao Han nodded, didn't make a sound, picked up his bow and arrows, turned around and walked out of the cave.

"It's a good seedling, but it's a pity......" The old martial artist looked at Zhao Han's figure that disappeared at the entrance of the cave, his cloudy eyes narrowed into a slit, and the corners of his mouth hooked a hideous arc.

The snow on the ground was still uncivilized, and it was white as far as the eye could see, and the forest was very clean, except for the slightest sound of wind.

"Whoosh~"

Suddenly, a black shadow covered with broken golden light flashed like lightning, and the next moment, a piercing roar sounded in the forest, and I saw a few points of scarlet blooming like plum blossoms in the vast snow.

A few feet away, two fat hares were firmly nailed to a mountain rock by an iron arrow, leaving only their tail feathers to tremble and buzz.

Zhao Han carried a bow, stepped on a series of footprints in the snow, walked to the front of the mountain rock, pulled out the iron arrow, and took down the two hares, his expression was calm, his eyes were flat, and he couldn't see the slightest emotional fluctuation, only the back of his hand was too strong, and the green tendons were violent, which was extremely scary.

Recalling his previous experience, a terrifying light flashed in his eyes, and a majestic killing intent surged in his heart.

"After all, I'm still too young and inexperienced. ”

After a while, he took a long breath, vented the depression in his heart, regained his composure, sat down against the mountain rock, and carefully thought about the next response plan.

This old martial artist is by no means a good type, and all the promises he made before are fooling people, and he can't be trusted.

The reason why he was hit this time was to underestimate the strength of the martial artist, an old martial artist who was old and frail, and his chest and abdomen were cut, and he was almost about to die with the monster, could easily crush himself who had built a six-fold foundation.

The gap between the transcendental-level martial artists and the foundation building period martial artists really can't be reasoned.

There is also this old martial artist, absolutely ruthless, now he is seriously injured, he has difficulty moving, and he still has a little use value, if he recovers a little, then ......

Zhao Han is a person who has been baptized by various palace fights and power plots in the era of the information explosion, and at this moment, he came to a conclusion that surprised him.

"If it's really as I speculated, then you have to be prepared, otherwise you'll ......" A different color flashed in Zhao Han's eyes, and he secretly made a decision in his heart.

An hour later, smoke rose from the cave, and the six fat rabbits on the bonfire were roasted to a golden brown, and the crispy fat dripped into the fire, making a "zizi" sound.

Zhao Han's face was full of dust, and he handed a roasted hare to the old man who was half leaning against the cave wall and closing his eyes at this moment, and said, "The rabbit is ripe." ”

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in front of him, making Zhao Han's vision blurred, and there was a strong sense of oppression in the center of his eyebrows, and after his vision recovered, he saw that the half-dead old martial artist in front of him had opened his eyes at this moment, and there was an imperceptible sharpness hidden in his dim eyes, which made him feel a strong pressure.

Zhao Han's expression remained unchanged, but his body did not move at all, in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings that led to misjudgments, this person in front of him was a senior martial artist, although he was seriously injured at the moment, but it was definitely not something that Zhao Han could deal with at this moment.

I don't know how long it took, just when Zhao Han's muscles and muscles were tense to the extreme, almost on the verge of collapse, the pressure of nothingness disappeared in an instant, and the half-dead old man in front of him gasped heavily, as if nothing had happened before, pointed to the roast rabbit in Zhao Han's hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "I want this." ”

"Give. Zhao Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the roast rabbit that was obviously smaller in his hand.

It's just that this old martial artist is too cautious, and after seeing Zhao Han bite down on a piece of rabbit meat and chew it, he made a request to exchange food, and forcibly asked for the roast rabbit that Zhao Han had bitten in his hand, and devoured it.

Half an hour later, the six roast rabbits on the bonfire were all eaten by the two of them.

"What ingredients did you add to this rabbit, why does it taste so delicious?" After eating, the spirit of the old martial artist recovered a lot, and his gaze towards Zhao Han became flickering.

"Oh, some of the ingredients I think of when I'm fine. ”

Zhao Han's expression was as usual, as if he didn't understand the temptation between the other party's words, and before he finished speaking, he was like thunder in his belly, cooing, and then he hit a few stinky farts with a "poof".

The old warrior only felt a foul smell that made him almost vomit, and he hurriedly covered his nose and asked, "It stinks to death, what's the matter?"

"Broken...... I'm going to go tuba. ”

"Go, go, go far!" The old martial artist pinched his nose and waved his hand impatiently, and only when Zhao Han's somewhat panicked figure disappeared at the entrance of the cave did he realize that something was wrong.

Martial artists who have built six or more foundations have been able to see their bodies inward, and they can control all parts of their bodies almost perfectly, and phenomena such as burping and farting no longer occur.

That is to say, if this kid hadn't done it on purpose, he would never have farted a stinky fart.

"Not good!" Thinking of this, the old warrior's heart trembled, and then, a ball of grass with rising smoke appeared in his sight, tumbling and being thrown in from the entrance of the cave, and in a moment, the entire cave was smoked.

Outside the cave, Zhao Han's eyes were as bright as stars, and he lit the grass balls that had been prepared one by one with his hands and feet, and then threw them into the cave, listening to the movements in the cave with his ears.

"Boy, your methods are really good, but unfortunately, I am a life martial artist, a transcendent sixfold life martial artist, and your methods can't deal with me. "In the smoky cave, there was the voice of the old warrior full of anger.

"Yes, you are a martial artist, but unfortunately, you almost died with the monsters, and your strength is not one in a hundred. Zhao Han threw the lit grass ball and wood in his hand into the hole, and continued, "People who can't even stand up, I'll see how long you can hold your breath." ”

If it is a martial artist in a normal state, he can perfectly control every part of his body, and he can hold his breath for three days and three nights, Zhao Han's behavior at this time is naturally useless, but the old martial artist in the cave is seriously injured and dying, and it is difficult to perfectly control his body, even if he can barely hold his breath, the time will not be too long. If you are in the choking smoke for a long time, you will never escape the end of being suffocated to death in the end.