"Shameless fellow! If you have the ability to come out and fight, you will only use some despicable means!"

The Blood God ignored it, he carefully observed all the characters in this prison, his pace was very brisk, and finally he stopped at one place, where it looked ordinary.

There are two characters imprisoned inside, dressed in white, an old man and a child, and it seems that because of the time that has passed, their clothes are already very tattered, with scars and rotten holes everywhere, and they look very embarrassed and decadent. For them now, it is undoubtedly a very painful scene, they have no energy, they look extremely tired, their faces are still stained with blood cold, their eyes are even more puffy, and they look like they have been hungry for many days.

The blood god originally wanted to stop before, but he didn't know why he didn't move forward, he looked over and saw the two white-clothed people, one or two words on their bodies, because of the tattered clothes, one word was completely invisible, and one word could barely see some traces, looking at the stroke was a Xu character.

When he saw this, his heart was very surprised, this time his purpose was for this sect, if he could find this sect like this, it would be a very lucky thing for him, he didn't know, it would be what he guessed in his heart.

"Tianxu Sect?!" his tone was a little hesitant.

The people in this prison are very different from others, they are not blindly abused, the old man's child is pale, there is no blood, and his spirit is extremely sluggish, the old man's face is obviously a trace of worry, thinking that this child is very important to him, must be a dearest person.

There are many painful things in the world, and these two people must be, but the dearest ones have to suffer so much now, it is really pitiful, it is a pity, a pity, a pity! The old man is already full of white hair, dry skin, and a pair of eyes are about to lose their brilliance, because there is still something to put down, the only light in the old man's eyes has not been lost.

People are always reluctant to give up hope, because once there is no last hope, then people will lose the motivation to live, and they still hold the last ray of light in this dark prison, looking forward to tomorrow, the sun will come up.

But how can life be as good as it should be, it must be a very strong person who can persevere, and the front is like a blocked mountain, which makes people extremely desperate.

"Who are you!", the old man seemed to think of something after hearing the word Tianxu, and suddenly got up and clung to the railing.

There was an incomparably bright light in his eyes, as if he had gained some hope!

"I need a prescription for the Tianxu Jade Dew Pill, if you can give it to me!" the Blood God paused, and suddenly looked at the little child who was very languishing on the side. The eyes contain a unique charm.

He is not a purely kind person, he can give a lot for his friends, he can endure loneliness, endure loneliness, but for outsiders, he will not have too many feelings, everyone is like this, life is pain and depression.

There was a look of hesitation on the old man's face, "cough cough" Suddenly the child coughed out of his mouth a few times, and his chest rose and fell, looking extremely uncomfortable.

The old man is not worried about anything else, the only thing is worried about his grandson, his grandson is not very old, there are many things that he has not seen and have not seen, he still has many beautiful things, he needs to find and experience them personally.

Seeing this situation, the old man sighed, suddenly his eyebrows tightened, as if he had made a decision in his eyes, stretched out a pair of hands, and his eyes signaled to the blood god.

Life will not be smooth sailing, to be able to find, a life-saving straw, is already a very lucky thing, he is like a drowning man, finally found that glimmer of light.

"What do you mean!" the Blood God stretched out his hand in confusion.

The old man dragged the heavy handcuffs and leg cuffs, and his fingers trembled and wrote in the palm of the blood god's palm.

"You should be able to remember!" The biggest difference between the cultivator and the others is the memory of the ten lines at a glance, and the old man believes that the blood god should have this memory.

The mysterious mantras were slowly written in the hands of the blood god, and the blood god looked at it carefully, and after a while, the old man stopped writing, looking at it like he was quite satisfied with his own results.

"You actually believe me so much, aren't you afraid that I am lying to you!" said the Blood God with a smile.

"Although the old man is old, fortunately his eyes are still good!" he said, looking at the child

"I hope you can keep your promise!"

He has lived for most of his life, the pain and sorrow of the world, have tasted, there is no more regret, but he hopes that his grandson can escape, this is a terrible realm, he is still very young, like a seedling needs more care and love.

The old man is an elder of the Tianxu Sect, proficient in the art of alchemy, although his strength is not strong, but the innate gossip technique of a body is quite effective, he has calculated that he will be imprisoned before, so he arranged for everyone, if he disappears for no reason, how to act cheaply.

Later, when he looked at the people, he knew that this way of survival should be in the blood god. That's why I dare to take the risk!

God has closed a door for you, and will always open a window for you, this is the truth he knew in his previous life, and now, he understands the old man's thoughts. In life, you will always face a lot of confusion, and you are getting older and older, but the road ahead is still very bumpy. He looked at the old man quietly, looked at their suddenly hopeful eyes, and suddenly thought of himself, grew up in the Hou Mansion, although he was clothed and fed, but there was no real happiness, it was like a bird bound in a cage, longing for freedom, longing, longing for his own sky, longing for his own lover, but these have ceased to exist after being killed.

Only he has to carry everything by himself, to resist the pressure of Mount Tai on his body, maybe one day he will not be able to hold on, but he is very strong now.

I promise you, I will take him out, look at him, and think of his former self, this is life!?

At this moment, he is full of motivation, there is no longer a dark cloud ahead, there is always something to rely on, if he can find this elixir, the brothers will not suffer anymore.