wrong.
Is it really unimaginable, or has too much time passed and I have forgotten this smile?
He suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Bai Mo, his face expressionless.
The palm of his hand exerted force mercilessly, this time turning the bone staff counterclockwise, violently stirring Bai Mo's wound.
The bone staff screamed even louder, but it couldn't help itself.
Bai Mo barely managed to stabilize his body, breathing slightly, his face as pale as paper.
"How is it? How about this treat?" The old man tapped his bone staff with a mocking tone.
Bai Mo glanced at him: "It's okay."
"What a tough talk."
"Yeah……"
Bai Mo seemed to want to continue talking, but he just coughed violently a few times, and the corners of his mouth turned red.
"You seem to be close to death."
Seeing Bai Mo covered in blood, the old man couldn't help but tease him.
"But I'm not wrong. You really don't dare to kill me directly."
The old man frowned.
Bai Mo stopped talking and allowed the blood to flow out slower.
Seeing this, the old man pulled the bone staff out of Bai Mo's body. The latter's body suddenly trembled, and a large amount of blood spurted out. The strong feeling of weakness made Bai Mo almost kneel on the ground.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, but his expression remained as calm as ever.
"Unlike you, I keep my word. I won't kill you if I don't kill you this time, so get out of here and don't let me see you again."
The old man looked at him silently for a while, leaving a sarcastic remark, and then made no more moves, quickening his pace to leave the place.
He has had enough fun, now it's time to get down to business.
"Wait." Bai Mo called out to him.
The old man didn't stop or make a sound, he just turned his head and glanced back.
Bai Mo looked at him and finally said nothing, just watching the old man disappear into the gray mist.
This time he did not choose to follow, not because he couldn't keep up - of course, he really couldn't keep up. But the most important thing is that now he has successfully achieved his goal.
Although he looks very embarrassed now, his body is actually recovering quietly.
The seeds of power that had been dormant because of exhaustion in the battle with the God of Destiny have re-germinated at this moment, and are slowly sprouting surrounded by black light——
The guy helped him after all.
Although the bone staff pierced Bai Mo's body, the black light silently repaired his body and restored his strength. This was much stronger and more efficient than relying on the power of the scavenger to recover.
Of course, the other party didn't seem to sincerely want to help him, and he was just about to die.
Bai Mo adjusts the state.
He didn't know whether that guy really wanted to kill him or not, but he was sure that the other guy definitely hated him.
He also understands this kind of hatred, but at least this time, the other party's choice is to help him.
Bai Mo scanned the sky with his peripheral vision, then quietly retracted his gaze from the direction of the gray fog, breathed a long sigh of relief, and pretended not to know anything.
"interesting……"
Although it was somewhat different from what he expected, now that his goal has been achieved, it is time for him to leave here. If nothing goes as expected, that guy Wu Yu should probably wake up.
As for those paper figures, I believe that guy can handle them well and he will come back in the future.
Thinking like this, he dragged his heavy body in one direction.
…
"Perhaps you are really old, and you have even forgotten how you got this thing in your hand. Using it to torture that guy, isn't it just fulfilling that guy's wish?"
The one-eyed old man laughed to himself, looked at the white bone staff in his hand, and sighed inaudibly.
Although he kept mocking Bai Mo, he knew very well how powerful that guy was. Although he didn't know what was going on outside, this guy actually became so embarrassed, so he was undoubtedly in big trouble.
And the guy who can cause him trouble...
These things should have nothing to do with him, but perhaps out of shame, he suddenly remembered some insignificant past events.
Otherwise, that kind of decision would not have been made.
After withdrawing his thoughts, the one-eyed old man walked forward silently. His steps were obviously very slow, but his speed was astonishingly fast. It didn't take long for him to arrive in front of a small house.
The hut was unremarkable, no different from other houses, and there was no movement inside.
But he knew very well that the scavenger in question was in this room.
Are you targeting the corpse in this room?
Chapter completed!