Fu Huan bid farewell to Feng Tingxie and continued to travel far away, not daring to delay any longer, for fear that the woman who was waiting for him would add to his worries.

Fu Huanjing, a Tianya ink artist wearing a green shirt and carrying a mountain stick, suddenly heard a voice of "I don't want to die!", and immediately stopped.

When Fu Huanjing approached the sloppy old man, the foul smell emitted from his body made Fu Huanjing nauseous.

"Old man, dare to ask why you are wailing here?" Fu Huanjing asked as he wiped the vomit residue from the corner of his mouth.

"Little brother, this matter is a long story, so it's okay not to talk about it. The sloppy old man hid his face and wept.

"Old man, but it doesn't hurt to say! No......

"Xuanyuan Under the Sword" wakes up from a dream Chapter 298 I don't want to die I am hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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