Chapter 122 Tang Yan’s Clues (5)

No one will easily forget the demeanor of a murderous executioner after seeing him for the first time. It would take at least hundreds of days and nights to wake him up just because he saw him in a dream.

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That face.

Absolutely unforgettable.

His face is not big, and a little smaller than the faces of everyone present.

But such a face carries countless memories.

No one can count how many scars this face has, just like no one can remember clearly how many strong men this person has killed.

Such a complicated face, such a green shirt with gray light, and such a look that makes people tremble.

Just when everyone was looking at the old man like a monster.

The old man stopped.

Just like that, he stopped without any warning.

Everyone thought he would come closer, at least close enough for everyone to see his face and his eyes clearly.

But he just stopped, stopped, and didn't take a step forward.

In this way, everyone can stare at him more attentively.

Stare~ This action is only for Mo Hun and Xiao Yao.

Xiaodu and Heipao, however, turned their heads away from the old man as if they were avoiding something strange.

It seemed that there was something secret in their hearts, and this thing belonged to this old man, so they did not dare to look at the old man or look into his eyes.

"Well, don't you two recognize me?" The old man seemed to have a sudden whim and said such a sentence without any clue.

It was indeed a meaningless sentence, because when he said this sentence, a minute ago, he was staring at a stone at his feet, concentrating on it.

For a long time, no one could answer him.

Mo Hun couldn't answer because he didn't know him.

Xiaoyao couldn't answer because he didn't know him.

But Xiaodu

Heipao's non-answer seemed to have another layer of meaning.

a long time.

The old man also seemed to feel bored.

The skinny hand was raised upward.

Suddenly, a golden light roared out.

Phew~~~~~~~~~~

It was as if thousands of rays of light suddenly appeared, shining brightly in the sky.

Such a simple formula contains the infinite mysteries of this world.

Mo Hun, who was staring at the old man, seemed to see something strange in his eyes, a very strange thing, so strange that he had never seen it before, and so strange that he had never heard of it.

This is indeed the case. This old man has shown his true talent and learning for the first time since he came to this world again.

A master who hides deeply.

So profound that no one has ever been able to penetrate his cultivation.

What kind of powerful person is he?

Eighty-level? Ninety-level?

No one knows.

All people know is that this person is very strong.

Anyone who has seen this old man in the human world will always say the same thing, this man is very strong and nothing else.

But no one knows how terrifyingly powerful he is.

"Old man, do you have any advice for coming here this time?" Mo Hun asked calmly, with a polite tone that would make no one think that these were the words of a demon of all demons. However,

This sentence was indeed said by Mo Hun. Mo Hun has always been such a person. He will not speak arrogantly before he can clearly distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. Never.

"I, you don't know who I am, but I know who you are." The old man said.

"That's strange. Everyone in this world seems to know who I am, but I don't know who all these people are." Mo Hun thought for a moment and replied solemnly. Although Mo Hun felt that this person's aura was reserved.

, with an unpredictable look, but judging from this person's current behavior, this person is not here to take his own life. Otherwise, based on his unpredictable cultivation, I would have died thousands of times already.

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"Haha, I never thought that you are also a reasonable person. Why don't you give me some face and let me take away someone here? Just pretend you haven't seen me?" the old man said, with an extremely serious expression, telling a story.

This was an extremely serious matter, and when Mo Hun heard it, he became extremely serious.

After a long time, or maybe just a moment, Mo Hun replied: "Then it depends on whether you have this ability that I didn't see."

This sentence.

There is no doubt that it is a peacetime depth charge that can explode at any time, but Mo Hun just said it, in such a customary and ordinary tone, to such a group of ordinary people.

Because when Mo Hun said such a sentence, these people had already become accustomed to it.

Who is Mo Hun, and who are they? Why should they act based on their expressions? Such Mo Hun is no longer Mo Hun.

Huhu~??

After the old man heard this, he was obviously going to get angry.

But he didn't get angry.

Because the old man is already an old man. He no longer has the enthusiasm of youth. He will get into a fight because of a bad word. Now that he is old, he will not be so impulsive. More often, he just laughs.

A smile that sees through the world and understands the universe.

Ordinary people may never see that smile, so anyone who sees it will benefit from it for life.

Someone once said, "Listening to what you have to say is worth ten years of reading."

This sentence is indeed a true feeling,

Now Mo Hun feels like this when he sees this old man's smile.

He really wanted to say that seeing you smile is better than studying for ten years, but if he said this, he would inevitably fall into a cliché.

So Mo Hun didn't say anything, didn't mention a word, just waited quietly for the old man to finish laughing.

The words he said after he finished laughing were the words that decided whether he needed to draw his sword.

This person will definitely say such a sentence, yes or no.

But the old man just laughed.

Not a word was mentioned.

One of his smiles is as old as the longest annual cycle in the entire world.

So much so that the little demon felt a little tired for him, so he moved his mouth and raised his eyebrows for him.

There is such a person in the world, a person who can laugh for such a long time. If anyone competes with him to see who can laugh for a longer time, this person will definitely lose. It must be so, it is undeniable.

fact.

a long time.

It seemed that the old man also knew that he had been laughing for a little too long.

So he stopped smiling.

When he is not smiling, the expression on his face is very scary.

How can a face covered with hundreds of scars not be scary?

This face is enough to make everyone who sees it take a breath of cold air.

But Mo Hun didn't take a breath of cold air.

Because Mo Hun had already sucked it in, because Mo Hun was waiting for an answer from him.

Mo Hun's sword has been held firmly for three points.

Hold tightly.

The situation was like a tug-of-war that was about to begin. Everyone held the rope tightly and waited quietly for the order to begin.

Mo Hun's sword is always ready to be stained with blood.

Of course this blood belongs to the old man who just arrived there.

This old man doesn't have any weapons.
To be continued...