Upon hearing this, Su Mo silently looked up at the old man who claimed to be an old beggar.

What does it mean to catch it?

This person makes you worse than death, and your life is hanging on a thread, so I clearly brought it here.

"You can use the immortal rejuvenation pill in your hand?"

Su Mo spoke softly.

"...what are you going to do?"

The old beggar was surprised:

"You are not planning to use it for him?"

"It's not natural for you to end the person you beat?"

Su Mo said, "I happened to ask him something, so hurry up and take out the medicine."

The old beggar scratched his head:

"I think you're useless.

"Boyan and I are gentlemen, so you can't repay us with kindness.

"But this kid, he's not a thing.

"We can't pee in the same pot as us..."

"Ahem cough cough..."

When Mr. Bo Yan heard this, he quickly spoke:

“Too inelegant.”

"If you don't have the same toilet as us?"

The old beggar said tentatively.

“…”

Mr. Bo Yan was stunned.

The old beggar thought for a moment: "Or...can't be able to get a tribute?"

"You can do whatever you want."

Mr. Bo Yan reached out and suffused, and always felt that there was a little smell inexplicably.

The old beggars don't care about those:

"Anyway, it's this guy, your trick is not easy to use.

"You save his life and waste such good medicine as me. If he fights you hard again, it is true that he will not be able to make a mistake."

"He dares to fight with me and beat him to death."

“…What should I do with my medicine?”

"Your medicine saves people, it's better to build a seven-level pagoda."

"You beat me to death again, then isn't my medicine wasted?"

"Everyone said, you saved someone..."

The old beggar blinked and suddenly realized:

"Wait, don't you have a lot of immortal rejuvenation pills on you? Why are you trying to use this one for me?"

"It's a waste."

Su Mo's head was shaking like a rattle:

"This man is not a person. If you turn back and save his life, you have to fight with me. If I accidentally beat him to death, then this pill will be wasted purely."

"......Your one is a waste, then what is mine?"

The old beggar suddenly became angry.

Su Mo smiled slightly:

"That's not mine, what does it have to do with me?"

“…”

The old beggar was speechless for a while and looked back at Mr. Bo Yan:

"If he hadn't helped you save your life, I would have to let him know that it was amazing today."

"You can think I'm not here, or you can think that you have never known me. I really want this person to see you today."

Mr. Bo Yan looked at the sky with his eyes, his words were calm, and every word was heart-killing.

The old beggar almost vomited blood.

Just covered his waist hard:

"Is there any medicine to ask for, but I'll die! You all follow me."

"Forget it."

Su Mo waved his hand: "I don't have any trouble for you..."

While speaking, he pulled Ying Wufeng's neck, slapped his big hand, and slapped twice.

Ying Wufeng shivered and opened his eyes in a daze. Before he could speak, he spewed out a mouthful of blood.

When the old beggar heard this, he immediately accused Su Mo:

"It's so bad to start, I've been vomiting blood."

Su Mo felt that this guy seemed to be a little better when he was that strong man. Why did he talk so much after he recovered from his deity?

"You...you are..."

Although Ying Wufeng was seriously injured, these two slaps were indeed awakened.

Staring at Su Mo, masked in black.

I glanced at Mr. Bo Yan, but I didn't know him...

The old beggar is even more wearing strange costumes, and the ancient genius is strange, which makes him unable to see it clearly.

Looking around again, I felt cold and cold, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and it was obvious that I had not yet reached the underworld.

Then he let out a light breath.

Then he heard Su Mo say:

"I ask you, how did you know that there is this toad in the back mountain of Weiyang Palace in Yuting Mountain?"

Su Mo picked up the toad and showed it.

Ying Wufeng was in a flash of souls and couldn't help but run back, but this movement involved internal injuries.

Blood immediately flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But seeing Su Mo keeps this thing for so long and never gets poisoned, it’s also a strange thing.

He frowned and spoke in a deep voice:

"Why should I tell you..."

"Boy, you are now in our hands and dare to speak like this. Haven't your elders taught you what it means to have to bow your head under the roof?"

The old beggar sneered, and a threat appeared in his words.

Ying Wufeng shook his head:

"I have only been in the world for one day.

"Your words are meaningless to me... Don't ask for a ugliness in front of others."

“…”

The old beggar smiled and didn't care, but just turned around to see how Su Mo responded.

Su Mo sighed:

"You should check your injuries. With your martial arts, it is not difficult to detect them."

"Injury..."

Ying Wufeng frowned. Since he woke up, he has been secretly investigating the injuries inside his body.

Knowing that the situation is not optimistic.

The "big snake" was too fierce. The two palms almost broke the meridians in his body, and the internal injuries were extremely serious.

Logically speaking, if you have such a serious injury, you will probably die in a coma.

Why did he suddenly wake up?

He looked up at Su Mo:
To be continued...