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The hunchbacked old man stepped forward, stepped over Zhuang Xiaoyan's body, and walked to Cao Dong.

Cao Dong had no place to hide now. He lay on the ground and begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I don't dare to do it anymore. Please forgive me."

"Damn hands? Then break off the hand as well."

Cao Dong cried loudly: "Please spare me once. I don't dare to do it anymore. I really don't dare to do it again."

But the hunchbacked old man was unmoved at all. His withered hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed one of Fao Dong's arms and twisted it off with a "click".

"Ah!" Cao Dong's miserable cry woke up the unconscious Zhuang Xiaoyan.

As soon as Zhuang Xiaoyan opened her eyes, she saw a bloody severed hand thrown in front of her. She rolled her eyes and fainted again.

"Next comes the eyes..."

"No!" Cao Dong shouted hurriedly, "219, Sang Feiwan in Room 219 ordered me to do it. If you want revenge, go to her, go to her!"

His strong desire to survive made him "smart in a hurry", and he actually thought of diverting trouble to the east.

Isn’t that woman capable? Aren't you willing to die without saving anything? Then I'll let him find you! If he comes to find you, maybe he can let me go.

……

"Dong dong dong - dong dong dong -" There was a knock on Sang Feiwan's door.

Sang Feiwan also knew that the other party was targeting her and couldn't escape, so she simply opened the door openly.

As soon as the door opened, Cao Dong, who had broken an arm, was thrown in.

The hunchbacked old man looked at Sang Feiwan with cold eyes: "He said you asked him to dig out my eyes?"

Sang Feiwan said, "If I said no, would you believe it?"

The hunchbacked old man said: "I don't know whether what he said is true or false. I would rather kill him by mistake than let him go. Your eyes are very beautiful, why not give them to me."

The next moment, he attacked Sang Feiwan.

Sang Feiwan raised his hand and waved, trying to remove the power of the attack, but was knocked back several steps by a powerful divine force.

The hunchbacked old man frowned slightly: "You can actually catch my blow? It's been a long time since such a powerful human appeared in this world. Who are you?"

Sang Feiwan was also secretly shocked that he actually had supernatural powers!

The reason why she didn't want to get involved in this matter was because she saw that Cao Dong had provoked something very powerful. It was so powerful that she couldn't figure out the origin of the other party.

But unfortunately, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop.

The hunchbacked old man is not unreasonable at all, and he just takes action when he comes up.

Although Sang Feiwan reluctantly took the blow. But if they really fight, she may not have a chance of winning.

After all, no matter how powerful she is, she is still just a mortal cultivating immortality and cannot compete with gods!

Just when Sang Feiwan was thinking about whether to outsmart or fight head-on.

Next to him, Yu Beiming's door also opened - Zhou Dongdong was still shouting from behind: "Why did you open the door? Oh, that's not right. You said you wouldn't allow the door to open. Why did both of you open the door?"

The next moment, there was only a "bang!" sound, and Yu Beiming had closed the door from the outside, blocking Zhou Dongdong's sight.

"Don't touch her!" The gentle young man who had always been calm and unfazed now had a hint of worry on his face.

When the hunchbacked old man saw Yu Beiming, his gloomy expression softened a little:

"I noticed your aura just now, and it was indeed you."

Yu Beiming looked at Sang Feiwan and said to the hunchbacked old man: "This is my friend. She is not the same as the thief."

The hunchbacked old man looked at Yu Beiming and said, "I don't believe in others, but I believe in you."

His palm stretched out and turned into the shape of a reptile's claw. With just a wave of his hand, Cao Dong's eyeballs disappeared, leaving only two bloody eye holes.

Cao Dong wailed in pain.

The hunchbacked old man said quietly: "I hold a grudge. If you dare to touch my things, you must be able to pay the price."

Yu Beiming and Sang Feiwan saw this and did not stop it.

After the hunchbacked old man settled his personal grudges, his eyes suddenly fell on Sang Feiwan again, feeling vaguely familiar.

Just as he was about to say something to Sang Feiwan, Yu Beiming said hurriedly: "I'll take you back."

The hunchbacked old man seemed to have remembered something, suddenly smiled clearly, and then left with Yu Beiming.

When we walked out of the hotel, it was still pouring rain outside.

The hunchbacked old man sighed: "How long has it been since we last met?"

Yu Beiming said: "It's been more than three hundred years."

The old man sighed faintly; "It turns out so long has passed. I still remember you said that you were looking for someone. Have you found him?"

Before Yu Beiming could answer, the old man laughed: "You found her, right? Don't deny it. I've lived for tens of thousands of years, and I still have some good eyesight."

"The world is at peace now, you should go back and continue sleeping." Yu Beiming obviously didn't want to bring up that topic.

The old man snorted softly: "You think I am willing to come out? Those two bold thieves actually stole it from me. If I had let go of my previous temper, I would have torn them to pieces and chewed them up."

Yu Beiming said: "I know you only punish them with small punishments and big warnings, and you only deliberately scare them."

The old man wanted to say something more.

Yu Beiming urged: "It's time for you to go. If this rain continues, there will be disaster in the world."

"Old friends don't even want to chat more when we meet, huh!"

After a soft hum, the hunchbacked old man turned into a gust of wind and disappeared in front of the hotel door.

At the same time, the heavy rain that had fallen for two days stopped.

The dark clouds in the night sky slowly dispersed, revealing a crescent moon, which was particularly bright.

Yu Beiming turned around and saw Sang Feiwan leaning against the pillar in the corridor.

"Why did you come out?"

Sang Feiwan said: "In ancient times, dragons gave birth to nine sons, each of whom was different. Which dragon son was the one just now?"

She has only been in this world for a short time, and her understanding of this world is naturally not as good as Yu Beiming's.

"You are very discerning, you can actually see his origin." Yu Beiming smiled, "He is the Sixth Son of the Dragon: Ba Xia."

Baxia, also known as Bixi, looks like a combination of a turtle and a dragon. He likes to carry heavy objects throughout his life, which shows his immense strength.

In ancient times, Ba Xia once made waves in the rivers, lakes and seas. Later, he was subdued by Dayu and helped to control floods and achieved meritorious deeds.

Later, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth dried up, and the divine world and the human world were disconnected.

Those ancient mythical beasts have either fallen or gone to the divine realm, and some are still sleeping in the human world and have become the patron saints of the human world.

It’s just that time flies by and tens of thousands of years of light and shadow have made many glorious pasts blurry.

The mythical beasts have also become mythical stories in legends.