Chapter 1321
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The little old man took a look at the girl, and a look of horror flashed through his eyes. It was so obscure that Han Yu didn't find it.
After a look, he took back his eyes, took off his apron, went to the side of the seat, picked up the water cup, and poured Han Yu Tea.
Han Yu walked over, the power of soul locked in the little old man.
Han Yu doesn't believe that he is just a triple practitioner of Diwu, but no matter how he explores, the answer is the same.
What's more, his breath is weaker than before. The energy in his body does him a lot of harm and is eroding his cultivation all the time.
Han Yu took the tea cup from the old man, sat down and took a sip. He asked, "master, how long have you been here?"
"The little old man said with a smile," for a long time, I don't remember very well. "
His smile is simple, just like a very ordinary, very kind old man.
Han Yu asked, "the elder always lives by forging iron?"
The little old man nodded and took a sip of tea without saying much.
Han Yu thought for a moment and said, "master, I think you have two kinds of breath. One is strong and the other is weak. The strong is suppressing the weak breath. Have you ever been hurt before?"
The little old man sighed and said, "that was many years ago."
Han Yu said: "the elder didn't look for a cure?"
The little old man said with a wry smile, "my injury is very serious, it is difficult to cure!"
It can be seen that the little old man is still very concerned about his injury, but after a long time, he is used to it.
Han Yu said: "elder, let younger generation help you have a look?"
The little old man looked at Han Yu, stupefied for a moment, shook his head and said, "you can't help me."
Although the energy in the little old man's body was very strong compared with his cultivation, it was nothing to Han Yu. Han Yu said, "let's have a try."
The little old man thought about it and nodded.
Han Yu said: "master, give me your hand."
The little old man stretched out his left hand. Han Yu grasped the wrist of the little old man. The Bible of Longba ran quietly and suddenly burst into a terrible swallowing power.
"Boom
In the body of the little old man, there was a sound of explosion, and the energy was relatively calm. In an instant, it was like a huge stone thrown into the calm lake, and the waves were turbulent.
The energy turned into a flood and burst out of the old man's hands.
"Bang!"
Han Yu's hand was hit hard and numb.
"This?" Han Yu was shocked.
The energy in the little old man's body was so powerful that it was almost unheard of. When he was calm, he could escape the exploration of Han Yu's soul power. Once it broke out, the terror was incomparable.
The little old man's body trembled and his face flushed instantly.
Playing in the side of the girl and small angle, were scared a big jump.
"Master!"
Han Yu quickly grabbed the little old man's hand and ran Longba Bible again.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, a powerful and incomparable energy poured into Han Yu's body, just like a runaway wild horse, bumping into Han Yu's meridians. As strong as Han Yu, all of a sudden there is a feeling that the meridians will be burst.
"Hum!"
Han Yu snorted and his hand was flicked away again. At this time, the black hole burst out a terrible and incomparable power to swallow up the energy, so as to prevent Han Yu's body from being blown up.
The little old man stopped Han Yu, but he didn't see how hard he tried. The burst of energy was slowly calming down.
Han Yu's face became extremely wonderful. Now he is finally sure that the little old man not only has the triple cultivation of martial arts, he is very powerful, but also suppresses his energy more powerful, so that his cultivation is gradually fading away.
Han Yu looked at the little old man nervously. After about three minutes, the fierce energy in the old man's body subsided and his face returned to normal.
"Senior, I'm sorry!" Han Yu's guilty way.
Although the little old man seems calm, Han Yu knows that if he is not powerful, the energy just erupted just now is enough to destroy him. The energy in his body can't be touched or touched at all.
The little old man shook his hand and said, "it's OK. You mean it."
Han Yu grinned bitterly. He did mean well, but he almost did evil.
Han Yu asked, "master, what are your accomplishments?"
That burst of energy, let Han Yu feel heart trembling, the little old man's cultivation, is bound to peak.
The little old man sighed, "what kind of cultivation is no longer important. I'm just an old man."
The little old man stood up, went over and began to make iron. His thin back looked very lonely at this time.
Han Yu sighed, the most painful thing is the twilight of the hero?
This little old man must have been a top expert before, but now he is working here alone, suffering from the power every day, and can only wait for him to grow old day by day.At this time, from the outside came the sound of footsteps, saw a middle-aged man walked in.
"If you buy weapons, it's outside." The little old man didn't look at it, the light way.
Standing outside the shop, the middle-aged man's eyes swept slowly. He saw the little corner playing with the girl. He had a smile on his face, and then he looked at Han Yu.
Han Yu was acutely aware that the middle-aged man's intention was not simple. He stood up and pulled the girl and the little horn behind him.
"Han Yu?" The middle-aged man looked at Han Yu and asked.
"It's me. Who are you?" Han Yudao.
"Lingxiao holy land square luck!" The middle-aged man said.
Han Yu frowns tightly and stares at the middle-aged man, and he is on guard. The other side is an expert of Wu Huang Wu Chong, which makes him feel great pressure.
The middle-aged man looked at Han Yu with a smile, as if there was no malice.
Two people look at each other, for a while, no one speaks, small horn and girl also quiet down, nervous looking at Fang Yun. Only the "dangdangdang" iron strike sounds regularly.
The little old man seemed to be totally immersed in the iron making and knew nothing about what happened next to him.
"I've found you at last. Give me that little beast." Fang Yun pointed to the small corner, the domineering way. It's like coming to ask for something from him.
"What do you want it to do?" Han Yu asked. That's what he's been asking.
"You don't have to know. I want it for a reason." Fang yundao. There was still a smile on his face, but his tone was unquestionable.
"Funny, Xiaojiao has nothing to do with your Lingxiao holy land. If you want to take it away, you can take it away. Is it too overbearing?" Han Yu sneered.
"It has already planted cause and effect with my Lingxiao holy land. Let me tell you, now I'm here to take it away, and I may come to kill it later!" In Fang Yun's eyes, the cold light flashed away.
"Roar!" Xiao Jiao roars and the other party demonstrates.
Xiao Jiao has been following Han Yu all the time. How can Han Yu believe Fang Yun's bullshit, but it makes him alert. From Fang Yun's words, we can see that it is not a good thing to have a small horn in the holy land of Lingxiao.
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The little old man took a look at the girl, and a look of horror flashed through his eyes. It was so obscure that Han Yu didn't find it.
After a look, he took back his eyes, took off his apron, went to the side of the seat, picked up the water cup, and poured Han Yu Tea.
Han Yu walked over, the power of soul locked in the little old man.
Han Yu doesn't believe that he is just a triple practitioner of Diwu, but no matter how he explores, the answer is the same.
What's more, his breath is weaker than before. The energy in his body does him a lot of harm and is eroding his cultivation all the time.
Han Yu took the tea cup from the old man, sat down and took a sip. He asked, "master, how long have you been here?"
"The little old man said with a smile," for a long time, I don't remember very well. "
His smile is simple, just like a very ordinary, very kind old man.
Han Yu asked, "the elder always lives by forging iron?"
The little old man nodded and took a sip of tea without saying much.
Han Yu thought for a moment and said, "master, I think you have two kinds of breath. One is strong and the other is weak. The strong is suppressing the weak breath. Have you ever been hurt before?"
The little old man sighed and said, "that was many years ago."
Han Yu said: "the elder didn't look for a cure?"
The little old man said with a wry smile, "my injury is very serious, it is difficult to cure!"
It can be seen that the little old man is still very concerned about his injury, but after a long time, he is used to it.
Han Yu said: "elder, let younger generation help you have a look?"
The little old man looked at Han Yu, stupefied for a moment, shook his head and said, "you can't help me."
Although the energy in the little old man's body was very strong compared with his cultivation, it was nothing to Han Yu. Han Yu said, "let's have a try."
The little old man thought about it and nodded.
Han Yu said: "master, give me your hand."
The little old man stretched out his left hand. Han Yu grasped the wrist of the little old man. The Bible of Longba ran quietly and suddenly burst into a terrible swallowing power.
"Boom
In the body of the little old man, there was a sound of explosion, and the energy was relatively calm. In an instant, it was like a huge stone thrown into the calm lake, and the waves were turbulent.
The energy turned into a flood and burst out of the old man's hands.
"Bang!"
Han Yu's hand was hit hard and numb.
"This?" Han Yu was shocked.
The energy in the little old man's body was so powerful that it was almost unheard of. When he was calm, he could escape the exploration of Han Yu's soul power. Once it broke out, the terror was incomparable.
The little old man's body trembled and his face flushed instantly.
Playing in the side of the girl and small angle, were scared a big jump.
"Master!"
Han Yu quickly grabbed the little old man's hand and ran Longba Bible again.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, a powerful and incomparable energy poured into Han Yu's body, just like a runaway wild horse, bumping into Han Yu's meridians. As strong as Han Yu, all of a sudden there is a feeling that the meridians will be burst.
"Hum!"
Han Yu snorted and his hand was flicked away again. At this time, the black hole burst out a terrible and incomparable power to swallow up the energy, so as to prevent Han Yu's body from being blown up.
The little old man stopped Han Yu, but he didn't see how hard he tried. The burst of energy was slowly calming down.
Han Yu's face became extremely wonderful. Now he is finally sure that the little old man not only has the triple cultivation of martial arts, he is very powerful, but also suppresses his energy more powerful, so that his cultivation is gradually fading away.
Han Yu looked at the little old man nervously. After about three minutes, the fierce energy in the old man's body subsided and his face returned to normal.
"Senior, I'm sorry!" Han Yu's guilty way.
Although the little old man seems calm, Han Yu knows that if he is not powerful, the energy just erupted just now is enough to destroy him. The energy in his body can't be touched or touched at all.
The little old man shook his hand and said, "it's OK. You mean it."
Han Yu grinned bitterly. He did mean well, but he almost did evil.
Han Yu asked, "master, what are your accomplishments?"
That burst of energy, let Han Yu feel heart trembling, the little old man's cultivation, is bound to peak.
The little old man sighed, "what kind of cultivation is no longer important. I'm just an old man."
The little old man stood up, went over and began to make iron. His thin back looked very lonely at this time.
Han Yu sighed, the most painful thing is the twilight of the hero?
This little old man must have been a top expert before, but now he is working here alone, suffering from the power every day, and can only wait for him to grow old day by day.At this time, from the outside came the sound of footsteps, saw a middle-aged man walked in.
"If you buy weapons, it's outside." The little old man didn't look at it, the light way.
Standing outside the shop, the middle-aged man's eyes swept slowly. He saw the little corner playing with the girl. He had a smile on his face, and then he looked at Han Yu.
Han Yu was acutely aware that the middle-aged man's intention was not simple. He stood up and pulled the girl and the little horn behind him.
"Han Yu?" The middle-aged man looked at Han Yu and asked.
"It's me. Who are you?" Han Yudao.
"Lingxiao holy land square luck!" The middle-aged man said.
Han Yu frowns tightly and stares at the middle-aged man, and he is on guard. The other side is an expert of Wu Huang Wu Chong, which makes him feel great pressure.
The middle-aged man looked at Han Yu with a smile, as if there was no malice.
Two people look at each other, for a while, no one speaks, small horn and girl also quiet down, nervous looking at Fang Yun. Only the "dangdangdang" iron strike sounds regularly.
The little old man seemed to be totally immersed in the iron making and knew nothing about what happened next to him.
"I've found you at last. Give me that little beast." Fang Yun pointed to the small corner, the domineering way. It's like coming to ask for something from him.
"What do you want it to do?" Han Yu asked. That's what he's been asking.
"You don't have to know. I want it for a reason." Fang yundao. There was still a smile on his face, but his tone was unquestionable.
"Funny, Xiaojiao has nothing to do with your Lingxiao holy land. If you want to take it away, you can take it away. Is it too overbearing?" Han Yu sneered.
"It has already planted cause and effect with my Lingxiao holy land. Let me tell you, now I'm here to take it away, and I may come to kill it later!" In Fang Yun's eyes, the cold light flashed away.
"Roar!" Xiao Jiao roars and the other party demonstrates.
Xiao Jiao has been following Han Yu all the time. How can Han Yu believe Fang Yun's bullshit, but it makes him alert. From Fang Yun's words, we can see that it is not a good thing to have a small horn in the holy land of Lingxiao.
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The little old man took a look at the girl, and a look of horror flashed through his eyes. It was so obscure that Han Yu didn't find it. After a look, he took back his eyes, took off his apron, went to the side of the seat, picked up the water cup, and poured Han Yu Tea. Han Yu walked over, the power of soul locked in the little old man. Han Yu doesn't believe that he is just a triple practitioner of Diwu, but no matter how he explores, the answer is the same. What's more, his breath is weaker than before. The energy in his body does him a lot of harm and is eroding his cultivation all the time. Han Yu took the tea cup from the old man, sat down and took a sip. He asked, "master, how long have you been here?" "The little old man said with a smile," for a long time, I don't remember very well. " His smile is simple, just like a very ordinary, very kind old man. Han Yu asked, "the elder always lives by forging iron?" The little old man nodded and took a sip of tea without saying much. Han Yu thought for a moment and said, "master, I think you have two kinds of breath. One is strong and the other is weak. The strong is suppressing the weak breath. Have you ever been hurt before?" The little old man sighed and said, "that was many years ago." Han Yu said: "the elder didn't look for a cure?" The little old man said with a wry smile, "my injury is very serious, it is difficult to cure!" It can be seen that the little old man is still very concerned about his injury, but after a long time, he is used to it. Han Yu said: "elder, let younger generation help you have a look?" The little old man looked at Han Yu, stupefied for a moment, shook his head and said, "you can't help me." Although the energy in the little old man's body was very strong compared with his cultivation, it was nothing to Han Yu. Han Yu said, "let's have a try." The little old man thought about it and nodded. Han Yu said: "master, give me your hand." The little old man stretched out his left hand. Han Yu grasped the wrist of the little old man. The Bible of Longba ran quietly and suddenly burst into a terrible swallowing power. "Boom In the body of the little old man, there was a sound of explosion, and the energy was relatively calm. In an instant, it was like a huge stone thrown into the calm lake, and the waves were turbulent. The energy turned into a flood and burst out of the old man's hands. "Bang!" Han Yu's hand was hit hard and numb. "This?" Han Yu was shocked. The energy in the little old man's body was so powerful that it was almost unheard of. When he was calm, he could escape the exploration of Han Yu's soul power. Once it broke out, the terror was incomparable. The little old man's body trembled and his face flushed instantly. Playing in the side of the girl and small angle, were scared a big jump. "Master!" Han Yu quickly grabbed the little old man's hand and ran Longba Bible again. "Boom..." Suddenly, a powerful and incomparable energy poured into Han Yu's body, just like a runaway wild horse, bumping into Han Yu's meridians. As strong as Han Yu, all of a sudden there is a feeling that the meridians will be burst. "Hum!" Han Yu snorted and his hand was flicked away again. At this time, the black hole burst out a terrible and incomparable power to swallow up the energy, so as to prevent Han Yu's body from being blown up. The little old man stopped Han Yu, but he didn't see how hard he tried. The burst of energy was slowly calming down. Han Yu's face became extremely wonderful. Now he is finally sure that the little old man not only has the triple cultivation of martial arts, he is very powerful, but also suppresses his energy more powerful, so that his cultivation is gradually fading away. Han Yu looked at the little old man nervously. After about three minutes, the fierce energy in the old man's body subsided and his face returned to normal. "Senior, I'm sorry!" Han Yu's guilty way. Although the little old man seems calm, Han Yu knows that if he is not powerful, the energy just erupted just now is enough to destroy him. The energy in his body can't be touched or touched at all. The little old man shook his hand and said, "it's OK. You mean it." Han Yu grinned bitterly. He did mean well, but he almost did evil. Han Yu asked, "master, what are your accomplishments?" That burst of energy, let Han Yu feel heart trembling, the little old man's cultivation, is bound to peak. The little old man sighed, "what kind of cultivation is no longer important. I'm just an old man." The little old man stood up, went over and began to make iron. His thin back looked very lonely at this time. Han Yu sighed, the most painful thing is the twilight of the hero? This little old man must have been a top expert before, but now he is working here alone, suffering from the power every day, and can only wait for him to grow old day by day.At this time, from the outside came the sound of footsteps, saw a middle-aged man walked in. "If you buy weapons, it's outside." The little old man didn't look at it, the light way. Standing outside the shop, the middle-aged man's eyes swept slowly. He saw the little corner playing with the girl. He had a smile on his face, and then he looked at Han Yu. Han Yu was acutely aware that the middle-aged man's intention was not simple. He stood up and pulled the girl and the little horn behind him. "Han Yu?" The middle-aged man looked at Han Yu and asked. "It's me. Who are you?" Han Yudao. "Lingxiao holy land square luck!" The middle-aged man said. Han Yu frowns tightly and stares at the middle-aged man, and he is on guard. The other side is an expert of Wu Huang Wu Chong, which makes him feel great pressure. The middle-aged man looked at Han Yu with a smile, as if there was no malice. Two people look at each other, for a while, no one speaks, small horn and girl also quiet down, nervous looking at Fang Yun. Only the "dangdangdang" iron strike sounds regularly. The little old man seemed to be totally immersed in the iron making and knew nothing about what happened next to him. "I've found you at last. Give me that little beast." Fang Yun pointed to the small corner, the domineering way. It's like coming to ask for something from him. "What do you want it to do?" Han Yu asked. That's what he's been asking. "You don't have to know. I want it for a reason." Fang yundao. There was still a smile on his face, but his tone was unquestionable. "Funny, Xiaojiao has nothing to do with your Lingxiao holy land. If you want to take it away, you can take it away. Is it too overbearing?" Han Yu sneered. "It has already planted cause and effect with my Lingxiao holy land. Let me tell you, now I'm here to take it away, and I may come to kill it later!" In Fang Yun's eyes, the cold light flashed away. "Roar!" Xiao Jiao roars and the other party demonstrates. Xiao Jiao has been following Han Yu all the time. How can Han Yu believe Fang Yun's bullshit, but it makes him alert. From Fang Yun's words, we can see that it is not a good thing to have a small horn in the holy land of Lingxiao. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
