Douluo's national art

Watching Xiao Yan drink the water in one gulp, an increasingly kind smile appeared on the old lady's face.

"How's it going, young man, does my water taste good?"

Xiao Yan drank the bowl of water at this time. He felt that the bowl of water was extremely sweet, and he was still thinking in his heart, could it be that the old woman was kind enough to put sugar in it for him?At this time, I heard the old lady asking and blurted out without thinking:

"It tastes good. This water is sweet...sweet...you...you..."

Xiao Yan only said a few words before he felt an unbearable pain in his abdomen.The sweet and rusty taste of blood surged up in his throat.Xiao Yan pointed at the old lady in disbelief.

The old lady is really a mature woman. At this moment, Xiao Yan's distorted and ferocious face with bleeding eyes is as terrifying as an evil spirit that can stop a child from crying at night.But the old lady's eyes had not changed at all.

The old lady turned around and walked towards the stove slowly and firmly step by step with her legs that could no longer walk too fast.To be precise, he walked towards the blunt kitchen knife on the stove.As he walked, he murmured:

"Young man, don't blame the old woman. The old woman can't die! I want to live, there are too many things I haven't done.

I don't want to be humble and die silently in this hut one day.

Born as a human being, I firmly believe throughout my life that I will never be weaker than others!

But fate has never been willing to take another look at me, an old woman. I have traveled all over the Sunset Empire for 20 years, and no sect is willing to accept me.

After I completely resigned myself to my fate and lived here alone for another 30 years, I had already completely resigned myself to my fate.But yesterday, I suddenly felt a throb in my heart and had an unwilling thought.And today, you and your master are here.

And you just happened to come to me.Do you think this is an opportunity specially given to me by fate to compensate for my 50 years of loneliness? "

Having said this, the old lady had already come to Xiao Yan with a kitchen knife.Without any hesitation, a kitchen knife chopped slowly but resolutely.

Xiao Yan was about to die on the spot, and his body was divided into two parts!

At this time, there were people watching in the shadows outside the door. They were all smart people, waiting for others to be the first to kill Xiao Yan, and then kill the person who killed Xiao Yan.The old lady in front of them had just added arsenic that was poisonous to rats into the water, and these people all saw it.

They were too happy to wait for this weak old lady to kill Xiao Yan and then they killed the old lady.

Ye Zixiao in the sky was also observing. This old lady was simply the standard template for a "ruthless emperor" type of protagonist.If Xiao Yan dies now, it proves that the world no longer focuses on this "protagonist".After all, if you are not even willing to make arrangements for escaping from ordinary people, how can you expect heaven and earth to pay a heavy price to help deduce the path to transcendence?

Therefore, at this moment, Xiao Yan's life was threatened, but no one could save him.

Seeing that the kitchen knife blade was only one centimeter away from Xiao Yan's neck, Xiao Yan stared desperately, as if he wanted to scare the old lady with his eyes even if he was about to die.

However, the expected sound of the blade cutting through flesh and bone and chopping bones did not come out. The blade stopped there, as if it had struck an iron plate.

The old lady looked at the white air currents that suddenly radiated around Xiao Yan, but she suddenly looked up and cried silently in grief.

The reality is really cruel. Some people achieve at a young age the achievements that others have spent their whole lives pursuing. Even if they lose, they still have the trump cards given by their elders.

And some people strive for a lifetime and risk their lives when they meet their goals, but they are easily resolved at the last centimeter from success.It seems that my life-long efforts and lifelong pursuits, and the struggle of giving up my life, are really contemptible.

Xiao Yan escaped from the near-death state, and took advantage of the large amount of adrenaline he secreted in the life-and-death crisis to numb the arsenic in his body. He only had a few breaths to punch himself one after another. On the belly.

In just three punches, Xiao Yan was vomited out of his stomach juices and the water he just drank.At this time, Xiao Yan could be regarded as temporarily relieved.Although there was still severe pain in his stomach, Xiao Yan endured the pain and grabbed the extremely dull kitchen knife from the absent-minded old lady.

The next moment, Xiao Yan swung the kitchen knife at the grieving old lady with great ferocity.

"Click~——!!"

The old lady was split in half from the middle!

At this time, Xiao Yan was as violent as a wild beast, the fierce god of hell!

"Destroying people's hearts and forcing good to become evil! Your sect is really a demonic sect!

Whoever teaches is a disciple or a devil! "

The sudden words rang in the room, and Xiao Yan's violent eyes looked directly in the direction of the sound.I saw an old man in white robe floating in the air in the room like a ghost from the ring around his neck.

Obviously it was the old man in white who saved Xiao Yan just now!But looking at Xiao Yan's violent eyes, I guess he has no intention of repaying his kindness for the time being!