Chapter 837

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About half an hour later, the dust storm suddenly disappeared.

Strong throwing force, so that Jiang Feng can not guarantee the flight, but also gritted his teeth to support Lin Xianer six people, and finally fell to the ground.

Jiang Feng pressed Yuntai under his body as a meat cushion. After all, he was a strong man in the market. Although he was very old, his body was still strong.

"Ah...!"

When he landed on the ground, Yuntai made a howl directly, and the sound of bone fracture could be heard clearly.

At this moment, Yuntai is so depressed. He is a strong man in the triple heaven of the ruins. He is actually used as a meat cushion. This is definitely a big stain in his life.

"Call again, I'll kill you!" Jiang Feng fiercely threatens a way.

"You dare!" Yuntai glared.

"Pa!"

Jiang Feng does not talk nonsense, with action on behalf of his attitude, a slap in the face of Cloud Thai fan in the past.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood foam comes directly from Yuntai's mouth, mixed with two teeth. His body is old and almost exhausted. How can he resist Jiang Feng's slap at this time? It's good that he didn't kill him.

"You, you..."

Yuntai is very angry. He is treated as a meat cushion, and Jiang Feng slaps him in the face. It's disgusting.

"I swear, I will kill you!"

"How dare you make noise?" Jiang Feng rolled up his sleeve and slapped him again.

"Pa!"

With a loud slap, Yuntai opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood.

This time, he flew out three teeth directly, and his words were all vague. But Yuntai didn't dare to say any more. He was really afraid that Jiang Feng would slap him down and kill him alive.

Seeing that Yuntai is afraid to move, Jiang Feng stops with satisfaction. After checking Lin Xianer, he finds that his vital characteristics are stable, but his physical function is declining too much.

Jiang Feng conveys a little power of stars for everyone. Then he gets up and goes around in large numbers. He finds that this is a big circular mountain. Now he is in the valley. In the middle of the valley, there are several broken stone houses.

Surprisingly, there was a tree at the door, about seven or eight feet high, not tall, but in Jiang Feng's eyes, he was surprised.

There is no grass in the barren land. Even in this valley, there is no green. But in front of the stone house, there is a tree, which is really amazing. And the seven or eight Zhang high tree, and the flow of sunlight, like a treasure of heaven and earth.

"Who are you, senior?" Jiang Feng shouts to the stone house.

"It's not an expert. It's just a ragged old man."

There was a sound coming out of the stone house. Even if I saw a staggering sound, I walked out of the house slowly.

Only see the moment of this figure, Jiang Feng's eyes is slightly a coagulation, there is a deep sense of familiarity.

Until the figure came out of the stone house, Jiang Feng took a deep breath: "I never thought it was you."

"Do you need any more accidents? I should have guessed it was me. " This person is no one else. It's the old drunkard in the land of red blood. He is still dressed up, holding a broken wine pot and looking drunk. At this time, he heard Jiang Feng's words and responded lazily.

"To tell you the truth, I guess it's you, but I'm not sure." Jiang Feng said calmly. He was still surprised. Although in the red blood land, he knew that the old drunkard was not simple, but he didn't expect that it would be so simple. Living alone in the barren land, he could control the spirit of death, which was too terrible.

"I'm curious. How do you know it's me?" The old drunkard licked his lips and stared at Jiang Feng with bright eyes.

"When I stepped into the barren land, I found a line of footprints. Since they were not covered by wind and sand, it showed that the person who stepped in was not far away, and the distribution of footprints was staggering, which showed that the person who stepped in did not walk normally, which was more in line with the drunk person." Jiang Feng said with a smile, enigmatic.

"That's it?" The old drunkard looked surprised.

"No!" Jiang Feng said.

"Oh?" The old drunkard was surprised.

"It's mainly because of the wine our predecessors drank." Jiang Feng pointed to the wine pot: "the wine that the elder drank is not ordinary, so I caught a trace of smell, so I judged that it was the elder who stepped into the wasteland."

"And how do you know I'm responsible for the sandstorm?" The old drunkard asked again. At this time, his eyes were full of curiosity. Looking at Jiang Feng's eyes, he showed a trace of admiration.

"It's easier to judge this. I said all the way that I found a lot of bones, but they just fell a few meters away without stepping on them. The slight shaking force turned them into ashes, which shows that the barren land has been extremely quiet for a long time. Let alone the sandstorm, even the strong wind does not exist."

"When we stepped in, we encountered a sandstorm covering the sky. The direction is the end of the footprints of our predecessors. It is not difficult to infer that the cause of the storm is not natural, but man-made. This man is basically our predecessors." Jiang Feng tone calm said, clear.

"Pa! "Pop!" The old drunkard threw the jug to Jiang Feng, raised his hands and clapped his hands powerfully.

"Good, very good. I didn't expect you to observe so carefully. It's not easy to infer who I am before you see me. Come on, I'll give you a toast."

Whoo! Jiang Feng extended his hand, held the dirty wine pot in his hand, and took a look at the drunkard. This kind of strong man, if he wants to kill him, he should not do anything in the wine.

Immediately, Jiang Feng raised his head and took a mouthful of liquor. Suddenly, he felt a burning sensation all over his body. It seemed that he was on fire.

"How cool!" Jiang Feng stretches. He cultivates his ancient soul and swallows fire. What is the liquor containing fire energy? It's directly swallowed by his body.

Just after the drink was full of energy, Jiang Feng suddenly found that his body had recovered a lot of physical strength. Although his body was still withered, his spirit was much stronger than before.

Of course, he knew that this was the reason for the drink. He immediately returned the bottle to the other party and said respectfully, "thank you for your help."

"There's nothing to thank. Since you guessed it was me, you can also meet me, which means it's fate. Heaven shouldn't let you die." Said the old drunkard, waving his hand.

"I don't know what to call the elder?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Call me the barren old man." The old drunkard thought about it and said.

"Barren old man?" Jiang Feng smell speech, show the color of doubt, see the alcoholic old man hesitated that moment, I'm afraid this is not a real name, just a code.

However, he didn't ask any more questions. Many of the monks who have been practicing for thousands of years don't remember their real names in their hearts, so they just take a code name.

Life in the world, name, is a mark. Friars, is to break through the sky, above the sky, this mark, how can be a mark, on behalf of life!