Chapter 172: The lame old man who is sad and urging

The sun star disappeared in front of Xu Mo little by little, the surrounding space was constantly shattering into slag, and the void in all directions was also constantly disappearing.

'Ahh

A roar of pain resounded through the sky, and a violent air flow poured out from Xu Mo's body, sweeping across the world.

The young man with a faint smile on his face, suddenly, his face changed greatly, he looked at Xu Mo in shock, took more than ten steps back in the sky, and after stabilizing his body, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"How is this possible, my vast artistic conception has been broken, and he is used to attack me. ”

In disbelief, the young man in the sky grabbed his head with both hands, gritted his teeth and roared, like an angry tyrannosaurus, constantly moving his body in the air.

Seeing this, the old man took a step forward, came to Xu Mo's side, raised his dry palm and slapped him on the shoulder, and slammed it, a strange power invaded Xu Mo's body, making his emotions gradually stabilize.

Before they could have expected it, the young man in the sky reached into the void, took out a mirror from it, and roared murderously: "Kill! I want to erase everything in this heaven and earth, ah!"

"It's not good, kid, you go first!"

After seeing the mirror, the old man's expression suddenly changed drastically, he stretched out his hand to take Erha over, and then carried Xu Mo and Erha out of this world.

The space is exploding, time and space are trembling, everything here is wearing off, the terrifying Xuanzo Qi fills the entire space, and even the ethereal aura between heaven and earth is constantly burning, turning into fuel that crushes everything.

The boundless starry sky appeared around the old man, exuding a monstrous aura of nine heavens and ten earths, which was unique to me, and he raised his hand indifferently and ruthlessly to the young man's volley, at this moment the void was roaring, and the Xuanhuang Qi was trembling.

This palm can suppress the eons and destroy all living beings, this is the terrifying supreme power, and it is also the strongest power that the old man can exert now.

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Eight days later, on the shore, a man and a dog lay there motionless on their backs.

And these two are Xu Mo and Erha, who were just thrown out by the old man, due to the disorder of time and space in the original area, which caused them to suffer a little bit of impact.

The scenery that used to be the same is unusual today, because a lame old man came to the shore on a rotten cane for a walk, humming a little song in his mouth, and walked towards the sea with his eyes closed.

Halfway through, I saw a person and a dog lying there, and I also raised my hand and rubbed my cloudy eyes, looked carefully again, and found that there were still a person and a dog lying there.

So, he limped forward with a cane, first looked left and right, and then stabbed Xu Mo a few times with his cane uncertainly, and found that there was no reaction at all, frowning slightly and squatting down very unhappy, reaching out his right hand to probe Xu Mo's snort.

Raised his wrinkled eyelids, pursed his lips, grabbed the crutches and beat Xu Mo, yes, he is very angry now, he is obviously a living person, why do you want to pretend to be dead on the ground, is it fun to pretend to be dead?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the strength in his hand involuntarily increased a few points, and he kept hitting one after another, and finally after a quarter of an hour, he sat on the ground panting, staring at Xu Mo angrily.

But when he saw a trace of blood spilling from the corner of Xu Mo's mouth, he hurriedly lay down on Xu Mo's heart, feeling the extremely weak heartbeat, and his old face, which was originally full of red light, turned pale in an instant.

sighed in his heart, glanced at Xu Mo nervously, and then said secretly: I seem to be about to kill someone today, I want to get out of here quickly, no, I must not let him die here, otherwise I will kill someone, and I will go to hell in the future.

The more he thought about it, the more the old man felt that he couldn't get rid of it, reached out to untie the rope tied to his left trouser leg, and then tied Xu Mo's hand to his right shoulder.

After doing all this, when he turned around and was about to stand up and walk, he saw a dog about the size of a child of about seven or eight years old lying next to him, and he lowered his head and sighed bitterly: "Why am I so cheap! This dog is probably also his partner, so let's take it back together!"

Then he untied the rope from his right trouser leg again, tied the dog's tail to his right shoulder, and stood up with great difficulty, trembling on his crutches in the direction he had come.

On the side of a jungle path, an old man over half a hundred years old was sitting and panting, and there was a man and a dog lying beside him, it was Xu Mo and Erha, and the old man was the lame old man.

After about two quarters of an hour, the old man once again carried the two trembling on the road, and drove away the passing beast with a cane.

Stretching out his left hand to push away the dense grass, he saw that a house made of trees stood there, and the lame old man did not hesitate, but directly raised his crutches, and walked towards the house with trembling steps.

Pushed open the door, threw Xu Mo and the dog on the wooden floor, brought a small stool for himself, sat down with his legs bent, and then panted like a drowning fish in front of Xu Mo.

It wasn't until the sky had darkened that he got up and poured himself a cup of hot tea, held it in his hand and kept blowing, until it was cold, and then opened his mouth to drink it in one gulp.

Seeing Xu Mo and the dog lying there motionless, the old man set off endless anger in his heart, and wanted to reach out and pick up the crutches to vent the anger in his heart, but his hand was only stretched out in the air, but he didn't dare to fall for a long time.

After all, he rescued them back, if he killed them again, wouldn't it be too much, and why did he get angry, isn't it because of his own hands, and now if he still can't change his hand, then he is really hopelessly stupid.

After thinking about it, the old man touched his rumbling belly, shook his head slightly, stood up on crutches, and prepared food for himself, without looking at Xu Mo and Erha for a second look.

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In the early morning of the next day, everything in heaven and earth was revived.

A loud rooster croak resounded through the heavens and the earth, directly waking up the sleeping old man, rubbing his sour eyes, and seeing that the genius had just dawned.

Turning his head to the window, he was extremely dissatisfied and shouted loudly: "You brute, do you know that disturbing people's dreams is a big crime, and you have to kill the temple of the five internal organs that sacrificed to me another day!"

After shouting, he grabbed the cup on his body, covered his head and fell asleep, as if he hadn't fully woken up just now, and continued to chat with Zhou Gong.

After three poles in the sun, the rooster crowed again, and the old man turned over and got out of bed without saying a word, holding a cane in his right hand and a kitchen knife on the table in his left hand, and walked out murderously.