Feng Zidu was moved by a dark force on the palm of the pale-haired old man's hand on the edge of the cliff, and suddenly fell and rose suddenly, but he had no strength at all, he really couldn't help himself, and he couldn't help but have a heart almost burst into his mouth.

Seeing that he was in danger, his face turned blue and white with fright, and he screamed loudly. He didn't think that since he set foot in the rivers and lakes, he had experienced countless dangers, and every life and death were tied to the front line, but now it was the first time he had been teased and played with in the palm of his hand.

However, in the blink of an eye, seeing the pale-haired old man with a smug face and a somewhat gloating look, Fengzi was immediately furious, sad and indignant, where could he still pay attention to the fact that he was already a fish that was put on the chopping board for others to slaughter?

The evil voice shouted: "Old thief, if you want to kill, you will kill, but why do you come to play more tricks on Lao Tzu? Haha, I might as well tell you, if you want to know the location of the treasure of the previous dynasty from Lao Tzu's mouth, it is delusional in the end." Old thief, if you have the ability, you will throw Lao Tzu down the peak. Knowing that this time there was no escape, he kept talking about it, just for a series of angry shouts and scolding.

Who knew that the old man with the gray hair was so busy that he only looked at Feng Zidu with a smile, and let him keep scolding in his mouth.

Fengzi was hanging in the air, unable to borrow strength, unable to go up and down, scolded angrily for a while, and finally understood that with the current so, even if he scolded for three days and three nights, the old man with the gray hair was not damaged at all, and he was just trying in vain, secretly sad and distressed, and then scolded for two or three sentences, and then slowly stopped his breath.

Seeing this, the gray-haired old man smiled and said, "Boy, scold, but why don't you scold?" Continue to scold loudly, the old man is listening carefully with his ears open." Feng Zidu saw that this old man's martial arts were really incredible, he had never seen or heard of it, it was simply inhuman, after all, he was a little scared.

Hearing this, Fengzi shook his head and said: "I can't go up or down at the moment, let others see it, and it is inevitable that I am bullying the short with my height and humiliating the old with my strength." Besides, I'm so hungry that I can't have the strength to scold? If you want to hear the scolding, you might as well let me go first, and then it's not too late to scold when I have the strength to get stronger. The gray-haired old man laughed and scolded, "What a lazy little fellow." In the ferry restaurant before, you still know how to respect the old man, and know how to greet the old man with some good wine and food, why are you not doing anything to the old man at this time?" said and laughed again, and withdrew his left hand to recover.

Fengzi was suspended in mid-air and couldn't move, and his body suddenly lost the strength of the old man.

"Ouch", the whole body

As soon as there was a "pop", he fell heavily on the edge of the cliff, only to fall three souls and seven souls. This fall was extremely heavy, and after a while, Fengzi was able to get up with a humming and chirping, but he felt that the Venus was rising in front of him, and the blood and qi in his body were surging and churning, which was extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, Fengzi forcibly made a certain mind, and according to the internal exercise method taught by Cheng Guyao, he took a deep breath into his stomach, and silently breathed in the four meridians and eight veins, so he felt a little appropriate.

Feng Zidu glanced at the gray-haired old man, and secretly thought: "This old man, sure enough, is the gray-haired old man that I and Yao Mei met in the ferry restaurant. Then he said: "Then I am far from being his opponent, but what should I do in front of me?"