Qin Shi Mingyue Taoist Master Uncle

With the other party's current state, he must not be able to run too far, as long as he searches carefully, it is still possible to find him.

Thinking of this, the wings behind Beichen trembled, and then chased in the direction where the other party fled...

In a desolate valley, Zhao Gao was walking unsteadily.

At this time, both his arms disappeared, his body was scorched black, there was no good place, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

Although he avoided the fatal blow at the critical moment, he escaped under the thunder.

But he also paid a very painful price. Not only did he lose his other arm, but he also suffered a lot of injuries, which were very serious.

More importantly, in order to use Sen Luo Xue Dun, one-third of the blood in his body was taken out.

If it wasn't for his strong strength and the special skills he practiced, he would have already died by this time.

But even if he was lucky enough to pick up half his life, his body would still be extremely weak, without the slightest ability to fight.

Even an ordinary person could kill him.

Now I need to find a safe place to hide, one is to avoid Bei Chen who may come chasing me at any time, and the other is to heal my wounds and save my life.

A few minutes later, Zhao Gao walked to a small river without knowing it.

There was an old man sitting there beside the river, holding a fishing rod in his hand...

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Chapter 670 The Eighth Emperor's True Face

After seeing this old man, Zhao Gao felt an inexplicable vigilance in his heart.

Although on the surface this person is no different from ordinary old people, if he had to say something, it would be that he had a more free and easy temperament.

But the point is, this person has been here all along, but he only discovered it when he came to the river, or noticed him.

According to common sense, even if he has been severely injured now, and his perception in all aspects has been greatly reduced, it is not necessary to realize it first.

The only explanation is that this person is absolutely extraordinary.

Going forward, he looked at the other party carefully, but he didn't find anything unusual.

With gray hair, wrinkled face, and slightly rough plain clothes, no matter how you look at it, he looks like an old man fishing.

The only strange thing is that its fishing method is somewhat unique.

There was no bait hanging on the hook, so although there were many fish swimming in the water, none of them bit the hook.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Gao asked, "Why is there no bait on your hook?"

Hearing this, the old man didn't turn his head, and calmly replied, "The bait has been eaten by the fish before."

"Since the bait has been eaten, why didn't the fish take the bait?"

Zhao Gao then asked.

As soon as the words were spoken, a fish swam over on its own initiative, opened its mouth and bit the hook.

"Isn't the fish hooked?"

As he spoke, he raised the fishing rod and took the fish off the hook.

Then he said, "It was this fish that ate my bait before, and now it took the bait on its own initiative."

He casually looked at the fish fluttering in his hand, and then threw it into the river again.

"Why do you throw away the fish you finally caught?"

Zhao Gao asked.

The old man said flatly, "What I want to catch today is not this ordinary fish."

"Then which one do you want?"

Zhao Gao asked again.

The old man replied, "The fish has come."

"What do you mean?"

At this time Zhao Gao felt a little uneasy inexplicably.

The old man then turned his head and looked at the other party, "Isn't the fish I'm waiting for just you?"

Seeing the former's eyes, Zhao Gao felt a sense of crisis for no reason.

Although he had never seen the person in front of him in his memory, somehow he had a feeling of déjà vu.

No matter what the other party's background is, it must be malicious.

Now that he has almost lost all his combat power, he is easily in danger and needs to leave immediately.

Wanting to come here, Zhao Gao wanted to lift his feet to leave, but he found that his body couldn't move at all, and he couldn't move at all.

Immediately, he was very terrified, struggling desperately, but even with the last bit of strength in his body, he couldn't break free.

At this time, the old man put down his fishing rod and stood up, without saying anything, he directly raised his right hand and pressed against the opponent.

Zhao Gao still didn't know why the other party was so good, but then he felt the cultivation base in his body violently agitated, as if he wanted to rush out.