Be quiet, when the old Taoist said that he and the First Emperor were practising magic techniques together and searching for the secret of longevity, the whole cave suddenly became quiet like a city of death, as if even the surrounding air had also perished.
Jiang Minghao's eyes did not shy away from the devil in front of him, staring straight at him, revealing the aura of his body and making no secret of the murderous in his heart, but this old way seems to have long been accustomed to seeing death, and even regarded himself as death. Like the spokesperson of, the four eyes and the eyes are facing each other, like two machine gun positions that are shooting at each other. In the space between the two people less than ten meters apart, it seems that they are completely intertwined under the hostile eyes. The vacuum made Jiang Minghao feel suffocated for a while.
"cut······"
Jiang Minghao waved his hand suddenly and said with an indifferent attitude: "Who is it, I am still the Jade Emperor."
After all, Jiang Minghao's heart couldn't help but trust in everything the ghost-like old Taoist said in front of him. After all, he really made himself stand up, especially when he looked at each other just now, which made Jiang Minghao. I feel that what I am facing is not an ordinary person at all, or that the other person is not a human at all. If I am a bloodthirsty slaughter wolf, then the old man in front of me who has just regained his youth is a tiger who cannibalize people without spitting out bones. , Or the devil that even the soul can swallow.
"Hehe, kid, come, come with me!"
The old Taoist priest looked at Jiang Minghao’s indifferent appearance, and he immediately showed a smile on his face. He suddenly liked this child, because in the eye contact just now, he clearly felt that Jiang Minghao was down. If he changed to another person, he would definitely He collapsed to the ground, crying for mercy, but Jiang Minghao used this joking tone to directly avoid his disadvantage and change the subject.
If a young man with clairvoyance, his personal abilities are manifested only by special organs superior to other people, then when he loses this most precious thing, this person is just a waste, but Jiang Minghao is different, old The Taoist priest's two thousand years of experience made him see at a glance that Jiang Minghao relied on not only his perspective eyes, but his unique ability to see through human nature.
But like it, the old Taoist priest will never give up fighting for Jiang Minghao's eyes because it relates to whether he can continue to survive, whether he can walk out of this dark and hell cave in an open manner, or even get rid of it. The blood only relies on itself to keep the young husk.
Seeing the old Taoist turning around and walking towards the depths of the cave, Jiang Minghao hesitated, but followed his footsteps, because the direction the old Taoist went was the only exit of the cave.
"Hey, old man, what place is this?" Jiang Minghao looked around as he walked. Although the cave was as dark as ink and there was no light, Jiang Minghao walked in the cave like daylight with his perspective eyes. But what surprised him was that the old Taoist priest in front walked on the ground in this twisted, bumpy, dark cave, as if this cave had been dug by himself, and knew every stone here.
"What do you think?" The old Taoist priest did not answer him directly, but said with a slight smile, his right hand stroked the goatee on his chin.
"I think? I think this is hell!" Jiang Minghao said his thoughts without hesitation!
"Oh?" The old Taoist stopped suddenly and turned around to look at Jiang Minghao in a daze. At this moment, Jiang Minghao found that the old Taoist's plump and plump skin began to shrink slowly, his face was dim, and even the dark eyes began to start. It was sunken down, as if it was the corpse that was described as haggard when we first met.
"You...your face..."
A trace of fear suddenly appeared on Jiang Minghao's face. He seemed to see a corpse that was being weathered. He couldn't help but point to the old Taoist in front of him and said in shock, this world is too magical, too incredible, but when Jiang When Ming Hao saw this scene with his own eyes, he still couldn't help but fear.
Unexpectedly, the old man didn’t even care about Jiang Minghao’s words. He didn’t even touch his face. He seemed to have been used to this sudden change. His deep concave eyes narrowed slightly, and his body began to shrink with the shrinkage of his skin. He continued, but this time, he asked righteously:
"I ask why you think this is hell."
The words of the old Taoist priest were full of anger, as if Jiang Minghao’s words were insulting his residence and made him extremely dissatisfied. Jiang Minghao couldn’t help but reach out to his waist, looking for a falcon wing saber. As a soldier, he should be himself When facing danger alone, the gun and saber on his body were the brothers he would never leave, but now his waist is empty.
"Are you looking for this?"
At this moment, a dark dagger suddenly appeared in Lao Dao's hand. Jiang Minghao clearly saw the eagle logo on the plastic handle. This dagger was the falcon wing saber left by the falcon.
"Give it back to me!" Jiang Minghao watched the master's relics fall into the hands of others, and suddenly felt courage in his heart, as if his military honor had been tarnished. Even if he sacrificed his own life, he must defend his dignity.
"Ha ha!"
Seeing Jiang Minghao's sudden anger, the old Taoist snorted coldly and said with a contemptuous smile: "Then you come and get it!"
"collapse······"
Jiang Minghao took a step forward without hesitation. As if Mount Tai was cracked, he stepped on a fist-sized stone directly into powder under his right foot. His left foot was like a spring supporting the ground. Under the kick, the body like a bow slammed out, and the right fist hidden at the waist was like a cannonball out of the chamber, slamming straight towards the old Dao's chest.
"boom······"
When Jiang Minghao’s right fist touched Lao Dao’s chest, it was like the sound of a cannonball explosion, shaking the cave in turmoil, but facing Jiang Minghao’s attack, the Lao Daoist did not even have the slightest defensive action, and he opened completely. In his chest, let Jiang Minghao's fist hit his chest, the force of his fist shook through his body, making the blue shirt robe on his body windless and hunting.
"Kakchak...Kakchak..."
As if branches were broken by inch by inch, when Jiang Minghao punched this punch, he felt like a cobra. After hitting the old man's chest, he began to turn his gun back to bite him. , Na Lijin drilled into the bone marrow through the face of his fist, and began to bite his bones inch by inch.
"what········"
Jiang Minghao couldn't help screaming in pain. He felt that his bones were being eaten by thousands of ants, as if the skeletons all over his body were falling apart. He finally couldn't hold it back, and he fell on the ground and rolled.
"Hey!"
Seeing Jiang Minghao's painful look, the old Taoist finally showed an evil smile on his face, as if all this was under his control. He was stroking his goatee while bowing and limping. He walked towards Jiang Minghao and said softly in that hoarse and gloomy voice:
"Don't forget, you are mine, and your eyes are mine. Do you think I will be so stupid to let you kill me?" The old Taoist suddenly raised his head with a sad expression and looked at the depths of the dark stone cave. He sighed softly and said:
"I am like a bat that can only hide in the dark corners of darkness forever. I can’t see the light. I don’t know how my days go, but I know that I have to go from this darkness. Going out of the corner, because I have been fed up with the darkness, dampness, and coldness, so I must get your perspective eyes."
"Ah..." Jiang Minghao was struggling with a grim face, as if he was accepting a cruel punishment, but his ears could hear every word of the old Taoist priest. He gritted his teeth, Words are spitting between the seams:
"My...my eyes...my see-through eyes...except for see-through...others...nothing else... effect."
"No, you are wrong!" Hearing Jiang Minghao belittling his dream eyes, the old Taoist suddenly squatted down and glared at Jiang Minghao:
"You slander and despise the legacy of the Maya people like you, it's simply a thousand cuts."
As the old Taoist priest spoke, the original anger on his face suddenly turned into a look of reverence and awe. He slowly stood up, spread his arms, and watched his body turn around in place, as if it were a wearer. The girl in the new clothes was showing off her beauty, and the old Taoist gently lowered her voice and said:
"Do you know that my body was given by the Mayan ancestors. Of course, the object they gave was not me." At this point, the old Taoist suddenly showed a trace of pride, as if singing for himself Hymn.
"call·······"
Jiang Minghao exhaled heavily, and the pain of biting by the insects on his body gradually subsided a lot. He forced his collapsed body, sat leaning on the side of the cave, and gasped:
"If you guessed correctly, this body should have been rewarded to the First Emperor by the Mayan ancestors in your mouth?"
When he heard Jiang Minghao’s words, the old Taoist priest’s originally proud face suddenly showed shock. He lowered his head and stared at Jiang Minghao with a vigilant look, as if the child in front of him had seen himself through. , Making him feel uneasy, he asked vigilantly:
"how do you know?"
"Haha..." Jiang Minghao suddenly looked up to the sky with a long laugh, looked at the Taoist priest in front of him with a playful expression, and asked jokingly: "What? Zhao Hao, General Manager Zhao, is also afraid?"
Boom...
When the old Taoist priest in front of him heard Jiang Minghao's words, especially the name he mentioned, his blood was already gone, and his wrinkled face suddenly trembled. Fear seemed to be a rapidly spreading poison, instantly killing him. Swallowed, he squatted down abruptly, with the falcon wing saber in his hand against Jiang Minghao's neck, and asked fiercely:
"Hurry up, who are you? Or I will kill you!"
"I?"
Jiang Minghao was originally just guessing, but when he saw the old Taoist’s vigilant expression and his hands trembling with fear, he knew that he was right. Jiang Minghao tried to stretch out his right hand towards the old Tao’s neck. Stretched over!