In front of Tianyandu, the thick clouds are still the same, the heaven and the earth are all together, the air of the rainstorm is very cool, the lights are bright, and the previous victory, the rainstorm can not stop the people from rejoicing, three or five people in the street gather together, drink hot tea to warm up, and chatter about homely things.

Mu Chenhao, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up by a slow knock on the door, put on his clothes, and got up to open the door. Outside the door was quiet and empty.

Turning his head around, there was nothing but rain and sewage accumulated on the ground. Close the door and turn back, Rin.

An old man in gray, with an extremely rickety figure, seems to be weak at the next glance. Sitting at the table, he picked up the tea cup on the table and poured it.

Before Mu Chenhao could react, the old man shook the tea cup in his hand: "Boy, the tea is cold." ”

I understand that if the person who comes is not good, I can't escape, I can enter my door silently, and the heavy rain outside the house is like a waterfall without the slightest moisture, how can I be an ordinary person, but I come to myself one by one, I don't know my head, and I am confused.

Dafang Fang did it beside the old man, poured out the herbal tea in the pot, grabbed a handful of coarse tea and threw it in. The old man looked straight at the side and said, "Thicker, thicker." ”

Mu Chenhao ignored it and walked straight to another room, adding firewood and boiling water. There was silence, save for the crackling of firewood and the sound of raindrops splashing on the ground outside the door. The old man stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, smiled, and also walked to the kettle, squatted down, looked at the kettle that was not moving, looked at Mu Chenhao, who was focused, and asked,

"Boy, do you want to become an immortal?"

As he spoke, a suffocating sense of depression came to his face, and Mu Chenhao only noticed at this moment that the old man's eyes were terrifyingly clear, and he saw through everything about himself at a glance.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead, he swallowed saliva unconsciously, his head was empty, and he shook his head unconsciously.

The old man was slightly disappointed, only for a moment, Mu Chenhao came back to his senses, and jumped up, this guy actually affected his mind and was shocked.

Laughing, the old man's face was full of furrows, full of wrinkles, and his smile was very hideous, no one knew what he was thinking, but his eyes were particularly bright when he looked at Mu Chenhao: "The physique is wonderful, the will is amazing, so, very good, very good." ”

Mu Chenhao wanted to escape, his body was like a deep quagmire, getting deeper and deeper, unable to move, he could only stand straight in place, extremely stiff.

The sound of rain is becoming more and more depressing.

The old man struggled to stand up, lifted the kettle that had not moved, and put it in his hand.

"Aren't you afraid?" asked the old man.

Mu Chenhao's face was expressionless, and he asked rhetorically: "I escaped?"

Hearing this, the old man laughed loudly, and the pot in his hand was steaming and making a boiling sound. The old man turned around and made tea.

The fragrance is overflowing, a cup with yourself, a cup in front of Mu Chenhao.

"Boy, come over for tea. ”

As soon as he spoke, as if he had been pardoned, Mu Chenhao's body suddenly relaxed.

Striding forward, he was not afraid, he raised his glass and drank, frowning, the bitter taste spread in his mouth, extremely uncomfortable, this tea seemed to be too strong.

It's just that the moisture is lost.

The old man looked at Mu Chenhao's movements, shook his head, and poured another glass: "What's the hurry, drink carefully, taste slowly." ”

Mu Chenhao didn't drink any more, looked at the old man quite intoxicated, and said, "What about Yan Lingchuan?"

"Yan Zhao?" the old man swallowed the tea in his mouth and replied, "It's dead." ”

His eyes were about to split, Mu Chenhao almost wanted to run away, and was pressed down by the old man casually. Mu Chenhao stared at the old man viciously: "You are lying to me." ”

The old man ignored Mu Chenhao's eyes full of murderous intent, looked at the teacup in his hand, and played with it repeatedly: "Since you know that I lied to you, how can you react so fiercely?"

"Boy, don't mess around. ”

Wheezing heavily, Mu Chenhao gradually calmed down, and then drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and the heavy bitterness drifted away again, three points heavier than Fang Cai.

The old man shook his head, "Vertical son, rotten wood cannot be carved." ”

When the tea was finally cool, the old man got up and looked out the window, and the clouds were very clear and clear.

The rain stopped, the sky was bright, and the clouds dispersed.

Stretched out his hand and pinched Mu Chenhao's face, with a kind face, and said, "That's it, kid, it's time to send you on your way." ”

With his hand on the top of his head, he lowered it lightly, Mu Chenhao's breathing stagnated, his face turned red, and he was extremely hideous. The next moment, the old man seemed to have thought of something, let go, Mu Chenhao sweated like rain, and collapsed on the ground gasping for breath.

opened his mouth and asked, "Why don't you want to become an immortal?" Mu Chenhao looked at the old man's terrifying face with a gentle smile, and said coldly: "Just let me go?"

"No, I can't. The old man shook his head.

Mu Chenhao lay on the ground on all fours, his chest heaving: "Then let me tell me, there is a fart." ”

Palmlin, the old man said: "Boy, the mistake is wrong, you know Yan Zhao, if there is an afterlife, don't touch him again." ”

An arrow that had been hidden for a long time broke through the air and came through the roof.

The old man was forced to withdraw his palms and look at the powerful arrow. One person, crashed the door, extremely fast, punched hard, the killing machine was revealed, and went straight to the old man.

It's so fast that in the blink of an eye, if the old man is usual, he will definitely take it. But when he was about to kill Mu Chenhao, his vigilance was greatly reduced, and the arrow attracted all the attention. This punch hit the old man in the chest, and the rickety body suddenly flew out upside down like a broken kite, smashed into the wall, causing the wall to collapse, and smashed down one after another, piling up into a big pile, burying the old man tightly.

The man picked up Mu Chenhao, carried it on his shoulder, and shouted: "!"

Mu Chenhao lost his mind and was stunned. He knew the person who saved him in front of him.

The head of the expedition to the capital of Tianyan - Su Hu.

The earth and rocks were scattered, and the old man's body was cleaned up, and the city guard mansion also became a large piece of ruins. The old man finally showed a trace of coldness, and his whole body was unharmed, but he looked embarrassed: "Very good, but it is the way of waiting." ”

The city guard mansion collapsed violently, the movement was very great, Mu Chenhao was prestige in the eyes of the people, and it happened that the rain stopped, and the people all went out to breathe, and when they heard the roar, they immediately attracted people over. But he only saw one person, volleyed into the air, and flew away.

Surprised to see the immortals, everyone knelt down and kowtowed.

Su Hu carried Mu Chenhao on his shoulders, he could actually step like flying, a few big steps were half a mile away, Mu Chenhao was so flooded by the fast wind that he couldn't open his eyes, he didn't see Su Hu's hideous and happy face, he only heard Su Hu's laughter: "It's really happy!"

I can't help but think about how Su Hu came to Qing and how to save himself. A figure appeared in front of him, and the rickety body appeared out of thin air, blocking Su Hu's rushing path.

"It's hard to get into the hall of elegance if you only know opportunism. The old man stood in the void, open and endless, but it made it difficult for Su Hu to move an inch.

Seeing Su Hu, the old man only slapped his palm out of thin air, and Su Hu and Mu Chenhao's bodies were like stormy boats, falling out. But there was no distance expected by the old man, Su Hu actually stopped his body in mid-air, his eyes were blazing, staring at the old man, Mu Chenhao on his shoulder refused to let go, and wiped the bright red corner of his mouth with his other hand, grinning lightly.

This palm is only aimed at Su Hu.

"Thou canst do it. The old man frowned, sensing a hint of strangeness, scattered, and rushed with one palm. Su Hu had no way to retreat, put down Mu Chenhao, and greeted him with a palm. Destroying the withering and decaying, the strength of the old man's palm was unimaginable, Su Hu's body flew upside down again, fell to the ground, and rubbed a long ravine.

The old man was relieved and said, "I see, I actually borrowed someone else's cultivation to come here to block me." Su Hu got up and opened his mouth full of scarlet: "No way, I am entrusted by others, and the remuneration is really good." ”

"Then do you know that the mantis arm is used as a car?" the old man raised his hand and pointed up, covering the sky and the sun. Mu Chenhao's pupils shrank into wheat mangs, and as far as his eyes could see, it was actually a large mountain!

Su Hu raised his head, looked at the pitch black, and sighed: "This is an immortal, a powerful person, moving mountains and reclamation, it is true." ”

The old man was indifferent, and the mountain slammed down, squeezing the air to circulate rapidly, emitting a piercing whistle, and shooting out a large cloud of dust, which diffused.

The mountains fell to the ground, the dust was agitated, the old man beckoned, and it subsided in an instant.

Shaking his head: "After all, it's not your own, and it's not easy to use." ”

Behind him, the wind is coming.

No one dared to underestimate this old man because of his rickety body, but Mu Chenhao felt that he should do something, so at the moment when the old man ignored himself, it was the worldly martial arts that Yan Lingchuan taught him-backing the landslide.

Shoulder to, wind comes. The old man did not move.

Mu Chenhao was shocked that he could be so strong. The old man sighed in a little disappointment, and Mu Chenhao only felt that his breath was stagnant, as if he had been choked and lifted in the air.

"What about the thunder, what about your thunder? ”

So far, the old man knows that there is not much time, and he pauses to kill the killer and wants to admire the dust.

The sound of breaking the sky was crisp, and countless stones shot in. The old man looked up and saw that in front of him, Su Hu was standing half-bodyed.

His arms hung down, his fingertips were bleeding, and his right eye was half-open, and he was badly injured. His clothes were in tatters, and his hair was even more disheveled.

Wheezing heavily, he raised his head slightly, looking directly at the old man, not the slightest weak.

Obviously, Su Hu dug a way from the bottom of the mountain with both hands, little by little.

"I'm a little surprised, what a reward, but you can be obsessed with this. The old man asked.

Su Hu's waist seemed to be a little more bent, unkempt, and his appearance was a little terrifying: "Ask who in this world doesn't want to become an immortal." ”

As he spoke, Su Hu stepped under his feet, and when he stepped on it, the ground cracked and cracks scattered. In the direction of the old man, the movement is like a frightening.

"At this moment, I only need to drag you ten breaths in exchange for a Chengxian Road, is this reward rich?" Su Hu arrived, punched, and slammed into the old man's face, but he didn't see his hand.

The fist stopped abruptly, and it was difficult to advance an inch, and in Su Hu's discolorated expression, the old man shook his head and said, "Rich, it's just." ”

With one palm, Su Hu's body was like a kite with a broken string, planted into the air, and fell to the ground.

"It's still the same sentence, the mantis arm is a car. ”

Before the old man's words fell, Su Hu was covered in blood and embarrassed, but he didn't hesitate and didn't feel tired and hurt, and pounced again.

Without waiting for Su Hu to get closer, the old man slapped again, "Stubborn." ”

Palm out, Su Hu's figure froze, and in another moment, he flew away upside down.

"Happy. "There is a ability to add to the body, Su Hu is body pain is extremely unbearable, but it is hearty, what he thinks, will appear!

Hearing Su Hu's wild laughter, the old man lost his mind, and the moment Su Hu was thrown away, he reached out and grabbed Mu Chenhao's shirt next to him, who couldn't move, and dragged Mu Chenhao out with his own strength.

"It's kind of interesting. The old man finally showed a trace of waves, and was put in two ways by the person in front of him, Su Hu was extremely injured, and Rao is body was also unable to sustain the powerful energy, standing hard, barely supporting, and protecting Mu Chenhao, who was still pressed and unable to move, behind him, laughing recklessly.

"There are no absolutes in everything. Ask who in this world doesn't want to become an immortal?"

At this moment, more than half of the time has passed.

The old man retracted, and finally revealed his indifferent aura, high up, overlooking the qi of all beings. The void reached out, Su Hu suddenly lost color, his body, together with Mu Chenhao behind him, was scooped up out of thin air, as if he was holding it, and he couldn't move a single bit.

Afterburner, Mu Chenhao and Su Hu were under heavy pressure, and they wanted to squeeze their bodies alive.

As long as they hold it again, the bodies of the two of them will be in the air, and they will be blown into two blood mist. Bleak and desolate.

Hearing the old man's sigh,

"It's a pity that ten breaths for you, too long. ”