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"It's me!"

A hoarse but neutral voice sounded, and Wang Yu suddenly turned to look at the forest behind him. Da, Hua, Da, Hua, the sound was approaching.

Wang Yu immediately released the beggar, stood up and looked at the forest with burning eyes. He had heard the voice just now, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

A click.

A dry hand came out in the dark. Its skin was as dry as bark. Under this hand was a black crutch!

"Wan Lao?"

"Ha ha ha, the little guy is really a good eyesight."

The old man came out of the forest, his eyes emitting a soul catching cold light, a wrinkled old face, with a very strange smile, it is more frightening than a ghost.

Wang Yu immediately looked at the old man as if he was facing a big enemy. He naturally kept the beggar behind him. Wan Lao was very slow, and now he was less than ten meters away.

"Wan Lao, I don't know why you hurt uncle wolf?"

"Oh? Are you questioning me? Do you think you are qualified? "

The old man's body immediately sent out a depressing breath, Wang Yu immediately felt like a mountain was pressing on his shoulder.

The old man's bent back suddenly straightened, the whole person's height directly reached more than 1.75 meters, the gray hair also began to turn black, the face also appeared amazing changes!

Wang Yu watched an old man like a mummy turn into a strong middle-aged man in his forties.

"Ha ha, isn't it incredible? I can be like this. "

Wang Yu nodded subconsciously, because he really felt inconceivable that this was not the divine world, nor the immortal world, or even the immortal world, just the ordinary mortal world.

"Are you a man or a ghost?"

"Me? Of course I'm human, but I'm going to be a ghost soon, thanks to you

Wan Lao's face suddenly became angry, and his breath became more violent. Wang Yu felt a burst of depression in his chest, and he couldn't breathe.

"No one in the world can live forever. Many people can only live to tens of years old. Few people are over 100 years old, and I can live so long because of Nancun."

With a wave of Wan Lao's hand, Wang Yu felt the wind coming. A thought suddenly flashed in Wang Yu's heart that Wan Lao was not a martial arts practitioner.

In the mortal world, there are not only people who cultivate immortals, but also some people who practice martial arts. They can break through their own muscles to cultivate their internal power. At the beginning, they are even stronger than those who cultivate immortals.

"Nancun provides me with a lot of Yin Qi, so I can be prosperous for a long time. But now you destroy Nancun, don't you want me to die?"

"It seems that you were deceiving us. The female ghost in Nancun didn't burn herself to death."

"Yes, now you are going to die, and I don't have to hide it. I killed all the people in the South Village."

With an excited look on WAN Lao's face, Wang Yu's heart suddenly clattered, because now he finally understood what was going on.

I'm afraid Nancun is a huge array, which can gather a lot of Yin Qi and the resentment of death. However, these things are the nourishment of eternal life.

"Well, now I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. I have to go to the next place to kill you. My time is very precious."

Wan Lao said, and suddenly rushed to Wang Yu. His dragon's crutch gave out a light chant, and a slender sword appeared in his hand.

The sword sent out a cold and evil breath. The red on the sword was like blood. Wang Yu said in his heart that it was not good. He turned around and picked up the beggar.

"You can't run away. You're all going to die here."

Looking at Wang Yu's plan to get on the bus with the beggar in his arms, Wan Lao waved his long sword directly. A cold light came across the car body with a crisp click, and the car broke apart.

Wang Yu felt numb when he saw this scene. It was obvious that Wan Lao was more terrible than the ghost. Wang Yu directly picked up the cold woman and started running with them.

Wan Lao followed him with a long sword, just like a cat catching a mouse. From time to time, he chopped a sword at Wang Yu, and Wang Yu's feet would raise a burst of dust.

I don't know if it was Wang Yu's quick reaction or WAN Lao's intention. After several times of wielding his sword, Wang Yu could escape, and there were several deep gullies on the ground.

"Boy, quickly put me down, I can't hold on, you take the little girl to run, I try my best to help you delay time."

"Damn, don't talk nonsense when you have time. Can't you save some energy?"

Wang Yu did not look at the direct curse, always alert to the movement behind, has been in a coma of the cold woman is also long to wake up.

The wound on the cold woman's body had begun to heal. She took out a small bottle of transparent liquid from her pocket, opened it and drank it directly.The cold woman's forehead was suddenly blue, and her eyes turned into blood red. Wang Yu felt that the cold woman nodded, and the change was also slightly stunned.

"Put me down."

"No, you are injured now, and this guy's strength is terrible, you are not his opponent."

Wang Yu's kindness seemed to stimulate a cold woman. Her eyes glared and she broke away from Wang Yu's arms. A dagger appeared in her hand when she fell to the ground.

"Damn, why are you so stubborn?"

Wang Yu looked at the cold woman's straight shiver, but the cold woman did not pay attention to Wang Yu at all, and directly threw the dagger in her hand at Wan Lao.

Whoosh.

The dagger burst into the air, and the speed was no less than that of the bullet. The cold woman was also light at her feet, and the whole person rushed with the dagger.

Wan Lao looked at the cold woman's eyes with a trace of joking look, stretched out his tongue and gently licked his lips, with a trace of evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This time I'll use you to be careful. I hope you can help me kill more people."

Although the cold woman did not understand her words, it was not a good thing to think with her toes. The speed broke out again and almost turned into a shadow.

The dagger arrived first and stabbed Wan Lao's forehead directly. Wan Lao gently waved his sword and easily knocked the dagger down.

The cold woman has come to Wan Lao, and a pistol appears in her hand. She shoots Wan Lao three times directly!