The immortal remembers Wang Zhijun, but the youngest son flees with a whimper.
Just like this, one person and one snake were quiet on the bank of the black water. After a while, the haziness in Zhou Yeqing's eyes began to fade away, and he returned to clarity. After realizing that there was a black python crawling at his feet, he was so scared that he jumped up and down.
Jumping, wailing continuously, staggering straight to the back and running away.
The black python also came back to its senses, raised its head again, and its pair of dark brown pupils were still as indifferent as before, looking at Zhou Yeqing who had fled. The person in its eyes coincided with the one in its memory, it looked like him, but yet
It wasn't him. The black python was stunned and seemed to be sad. It stopped stepping forward and followed Zhou Yeqing away.
Seeing this scene in mid-air, the old man was really confused. Looking at the appearance of the black python, it seemed that he had known the gangster for a long time and looked like an old friend. But judging from the way the gangster ran away, it seemed that the old man had been killed.
The idea was rejected, but just now one person and one python were indeed briefly touched. How should this be explained?
The old man was puzzled and bored, so he untied the wine gourd again, hoping to release his mental energy. He raised the gourd halfway, but before he could enter the mouth, the old man saw the black python turning back and coming towards him. His hand was stuck, and it was empty.
After chatting with each other, he reluctantly put away the wine gourd as if he was disappointed.
The black python looked back, and its body changed back to the size of a rock. Its huge head stretched into the air and came to the old man. "What's his name?" Its voice was flat, just like before. The old man didn't expect this black python.
The snake actually asked such a question, but he didn't react for a moment. "Uh... Qingye," the old man replied.
Having said that, the black python fell silent. The old man sneaked a look in the direction of the gangster. Hey guys! They were all gone. He looked at the black python in front of him without any trace, and saw that there were ripples in its eyes. It didn't look like anything else.
He looked indifferent and heartless before. The old man sighed in his heart and was speechless, so he reached out to the side again and untied the wine gourd to relieve his depression.
"Go and ask him to come back. I want to see him."
Just when I held the wine gourd in my hand, I heard this sound. "Hiss~" The old man looked at the black python with a look full of displeasure, you really know how to find the time. He looked at the wine gourd again, this was not the case either.
Not even drinking. The old man struggled with his expression and his eyes hesitated, but in the end he hurriedly pulled out the spout and took a deep drink.
In the land of black sand, there is a strange color like an ant, running wildly, and it is Zhou Yeqing who is running away in panic.
"This old guy who has been stabbed a thousand times! He asked me to come and help him, but he just stood by and watched the show! Bah!" Zhou Yeqing was angry in his heart and cursed indiscriminately. Just now he was facing the black python, that dead old man
He just stood in the sky with his hands tied, without any intention of taking action. If he hadn't run fast, he would have been in a meat coffin by now.
Zhou Yeqing was thinking while running fast. At the moment, it seemed, "I can't go up to this Song Sect, so it would be better to go down the mountain quickly and rejoin another way." Thinking like this, his feet moved a little faster.
Foot-high sand and dust flew behind him.
"Little guy, where are you going in such a hurry?" Just as Zhou Yeqing was immersed in rushing, the old man's voice suddenly came from above behind him. His body stopped suddenly! Looking back at Leng Zhaiyuntian, Zhou Yeqing felt angry.
As soon as they came here, Jingsong Qi was condensed, and regardless of the difference in technique between him and the old man, they had to attack each other.
When the old man saw the gangster's posture, he understood clearly in his heart. He didn't say anything to explain, but just stood down and stopped moving. "Humph~" Zhou Yeqing snorted coldly, and became even more angry. In his eyes, the old man was like this
Pretending is to confirm your suspicion that this old guy feels guilty.
With Gang Qi covering his body and his fists shining brightly, Zhou Yeqing was in front of the old man in a blink of an eye. He didn't hold back and raised his fist to kill! "Bang~" there was a muffled sound, like hitting an old tree, but the old man suffered a heavy blow.
, his expression did not change, and he still looked at the gangster with a smile. Seeing this, Zhou Ye's green eyebrows rose sharply! He became even more nameless and angry.
"You old guy! You're still secretly pleased with yourself! Who do you hate?!" "You see, I won't put you on the coffin board!" Zhou Yeqing's whole body lit up and turned into a shadow. The old man seemed to be wearing a robe.
It was like a band of light, and the sound of hitting was continuous.
Looking at the gangsters with ferocious faces who were punching around him, the old man actually felt admiration. Dare to ask who in the world is not young, dare to ask who in the world is not frivolous. The young man should be the fire of the rising sun, fearless
If the things that can ignite the world are timid and shrinking, how can they command the land and traverse the mountains and rivers?
"Hahahaha, what a roaring fire!" the old man suddenly laughed and sighed.
The old man suddenly stood up and shook Zhou Yeqing away. The gangster was panting like an ox and stared at the old man with a surprised look on his face. "Let's vent your anger." Pretending to dust himself off, the old man said with a half smile. "Hmph~!
"Zhou Yeqing let out a fierce sigh, but sat down cross-legged, as if he wanted to kill or cut into pieces, and let you do whatever you want. The black sand was now hot in the sun. Zhou Yeqing was trembling, but he didn't show any timidity. He is really a young man.
What a hero.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh! My ass...it's a sin..."
It was like sitting on a stove, sweating profusely, just like taking a bath. The old man shook his head helplessly, and immediately waved his sleeves. Suddenly, Zhou Yeqing felt that his whole body was cool and the heat was gone. He knew it was the old man's method, but Zhou Yeqing could not complain in his heart.
He didn't respond and turned his head away, not looking in the direction of the old man.
Seeing this, the old man didn't mean to blame, but there was a little worry in his eyes. Too much strength can easily break. Being too sharp is not really a good thing.
"You blame me for not helping you just now, right?"
When Zhou Yeqing heard this, he stood up suddenly and walked towards the old man angrily. But after just a few steps, he felt that his whole body was extremely hot. Like a rabbit, he chirped and jumped back to where he was before.
As a refreshing feeling enveloped his whole body, Zhou Yeqing finally breathed a sigh of relief. But even so, he didn't have a good look when he looked at the old man.
"You asked me to help your Song Zong out of trouble, but you abandoned me at such a dangerous moment. Isn't it my fault anymore?!"
On the other side, the old man listened and nodded in agreement, saying: "You should indeed be angry, there is nothing wrong with it." Zhou Yeqing rubbed his butt and casually echoed: "Then it's over, I'm leaving.
, I can’t help you with this matter.”
Hearing what the gangster said, the old man fell silent. After a while, he continued: "The black python said he wanted to see you. It seems... he knows you." Zhou Yeqing raised his eyelids with a lifeless look on his face.
Looking at the old man in front of him, he whispered in his heart: "How come this old guy doesn't blush when he lies?! That old black stick wants to see me? Are you still acquainted with me? I think it was you, a black-hearted old drunkard, who sent me to
Sell it!"
Although he thought so in his heart, Zhou Yeqing did not say it out loud. He just said: "Old man, I can't help you with this matter. You should find another way." After the old man got the answer, his whole person seemed to be depressed.
The old body was even worse at this moment. With his shriveled and slightly trembling hands, he slowly untied the rope around his waist and untied the wine gourd. He silently handed it to the corner of his mouth and drank all the sorrow in his throat.