If you want to live, you have to go with the old man

"Yes, very true."

Ye Qianning murmured, the doubts in his heart were quickly replaced by a touch of excitement, and he raised his hand to attack the old man again.

The old Taoist noticed that his body wanted to avoid it, but his body seemed to be filled with a thousand pounds of weight and could not move. He watched helplessly as the little doll punched him in the stomach.

He was like a kite with its string broken, flying out and still gliding far away after landing...

"Ahem..." The old Taoist spat out a mouthful of bright red: "Oh, it's a murder... it's a murder..."

Ye Qianning stared at the scarlet spit out by the old Tao. She was not pretending, she could hurt him. Judging from the look on the old Tao's face, he could tell that he really couldn't resist.

Lao Dao blocked the road in Kyoto City. Although she did not see Lao Dao's strength with her own eyes, she could tell from the voice at that time that Lao Dao was very strong and could restrain Qian Fanji's group of people in an instant.

He could also take her away from many masters effortlessly. There were probably not many people in Beili who had such skill.

In this void, Lao Dao was seriously injured one after another and had no power to fight back. It was obvious that Lao Dao's movement was restricted, but she was not.

"Pfft...little baby...are you being unreasonable..."

The old Taoist had never been beaten like this in most of his life. He couldn't fight back, and he couldn't show off his abilities.

Ye Qianning figured out the mystery and was in a good mood: "You were the one who was unreasonable first."

"I don't have any, it's obviously the old man. I saved you. The little kid is ungrateful and beats the old man up. The old man is so unjust... Wuwu..." After the old man finished speaking, he sat on the ground and cried loudly.

"I just asked you to help spread a message. Instead of doing what I said, you took me away to make incense? Ha, I also know how to use old bones to make incense. Do you want to try it?"

The old Taoist paused for a moment, then cried even louder: "You bullied the old man, it's unjust..."

"You still know how to cry. Do you know that your words may kill someone else?" Ye Qianning does not feel that the old man is pitiful, his skills are unpredictable, and his mind is haunted.

"Whose life is being taken? Whose life are you taking..." the old Taoist cried and shouted.

"My great-grandfather is ninety this year, and his mental state is not normal when he is stimulated. When he heard you say something about making incense on the street, do you think he can bear such stimulation? Let me put it here, if my great-grandfather Or if your grandparents have an accident because of this, just wait until they are made into incense."

"You...you...you are using strong words. Why did my old man take you away? That was to save you. Not to mention the scars all over your body, let's talk about the sword on your chest. The sword pierced your heart. This kind of injury A normal person would have died many times before. Fortunately, you met the old man and I gave you a chance of survival." The old Taoist jumped up from the ground.

"Vitality? You are just curious, or maybe I have research value." Ye Qianning saw the old man thoroughly.

As a worldly expert like him, he almost looked down upon worldly things. The only thing that aroused his curiosity was curiosity, things beyond the natural world.

When the old man saw what she said, he simply broke the pot and said: "No matter why the old man took you away, in short, only the old man can save you from this injury in the whole world. If you want to live, you have to go with the old man. If you don't want to live, , the old man will throw you away now."

Ye Qianning was silent.

"If someone finds it after being left here for three to five days, the body will probably stink. By then, there will be no chance of you surviving."