Seeking immortality.

Chapter 1057 Can You Still Have a Happy Chat?
For a moment, Fatty felt extremely anxious, and he didn't know what to do. At this moment, he felt that he had just stepped out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den again.

Want to cry out loud.

I was really wronged in my heart, so I just had a meal, and pretended to be aggressive by the way, how could I encounter such a crisis inexplicably?

It's not that Fatty didn't think about how to save himself and save himself from danger.

But the problem is, facing a cultivator at the level of a deity, his strength is far superior, so what can he do in this situation?

You will definitely not be able to fight, and if you act rashly, it may make the situation in front of you even worse.

I have concerns, so I can only temporarily pretend to be in a coma.

To put it bluntly, it is to make a decision before making a move, and to look at the situation first, and then to see how to make a decision. To put it bluntly, it is actually the fat man who is cowardly.

Faced with this situation, there was nothing he could do, so he came up with a strategy of delaying the attack, such as coma, which is actually the same as burying his head in the sand and acting like an ostrich.

It's a pity that let alone pretending to be unconscious, even pretending to be dead is not a long-term solution.

The old man took him all the way forward, and after half a day, he came to a deserted place.

The mountains and rivers here are poor, and the roar of wild animals can be heard from time to time. Qin Yan's brows are slightly frowned. This place is dangerous at first sight.

Originally, he was a little skeptical about the purpose of the old man's rescue of the fat man. After all, some demon cultivators are just acting extreme, not necessarily committing all kinds of evil.

Maybe he really felt that he had a predestined relationship with the fat man, and it was not impossible to accept him as a disciple.

But at this moment, Qin Yan put out such thoughts.

The other party brought that Fatty Wei here, and they had bad intentions at first glance.

Qin Yan was just muttering in his heart, but the fat man who pretended to be unconscious became more and more anxious.

He secretly opened his eyes by a line, and took a look at this deserted wilderness.

Suddenly my heart became cold.

Desolate!

It is impossible for me to get any rescue in this place. I don't know how many years no one has been here.

In other words, even if you want to meet a passing immortal cultivator, it is completely extravagant.

What should I do, wouldn't I be dead?

Calling every day should not work, calling the earth is not working, is it possible that the majestic traveler who has finally condensed the Nascent Soul and succeeded, before he can enjoy a good life, is he going to die here?
Thinking wildly in his heart, the fat man was thrown to the ground by the opponent.

Although he wasn't too tall, and he had thick skin and flesh, but he was caught off guard and didn't put up any defenses, and immediately fell with a black nose and a swollen face.

But the fat man gritted his teeth and insisted on not saying a word, not because he was so strong, but because in this situation, he could only pretend to be an ostrich.

But a sneer was heard next to his ear: "Don't play these little tricks in front of this deity!"

"You weren't unconscious in the first place, and if you play tricks in front of me again, believe it or not, I'll cut off one of your arms?"

"Senior, calm down!"

The fat man was shocked.

I am really a scholar who meets a soldier, and I can't explain why.

The opponent's strength is far superior to his own, but he is quite unreasonable.

But what can he do?

Apart from carefully asking the other party not to get angry, there is really nothing to do.

The fat man opened his eyes, endured the pain and got up from the ground, and then bowed to the other party: "Thank you senior for your rescue, great kindness, junior will never forget it."

Fatty is not a fool, of course he knows that the other party's attempt to save him is out of bad intentions.

But so what if we know, the enemy is strong and we are weak.

Since you can't beat the opponent, you can only find a way to please.

Or hold on to each other.

As the saying goes, if you don't reach out to hit a smiling person, he first pretends not to know the purpose of the other person's rescue, and thank you. In this case, the other party will always feel embarrassed to turn his face.

Then I take the opportunity to flatter that guy, maybe there is still a chance to save the day.

That's right, this is the way the fat man came up with.

It's not so clever, but it does have a strong practical possibility.

"Hey, it's true that I saved you, but this old man has bad intentions!"

Fatty: "..."

The fat man was stunned.

Is it so direct?

The development of the matter was completely beyond his expectation!

You must know that under normal circumstances, even bad people are fond of sophistry.

No one wants to admit that they are not a good thing.

The player in front of him didn't play cards according to common sense at all.

Why do you want to show that saving me has no good intentions?

All of a sudden, the sky was chattered to death.

How can I go on with my next words?

The flattery that the fat man had originally planned was also choked at this moment, unable to speak out, so he had to swallow it back into his stomach again.

Then he sighed, his forehead was covered with bean-sized drops of sweat, and said with a dry smile: "Senior is really funny, you really know how to make jokes."

"Hmph, who is joking with you? Although the old man is a cultivator of demons, he never likes to make excuses, and he will not flatter himself when he does something bad. I arrested you this time, and I really came here with bad intentions."

Fatty is crazy.

There was a burst of madness in my heart.

Could you please stop being so straight.

I want to defend you a few words but I can't find an excuse.

Can we still communicate happily?

The complaints belong to the complaints, but he was really flustered in his heart, and said with a dry smile: "Didn't the senior say that he wanted to accept me as an apprentice. If I can worship you as a teacher, this junior must respect the master well."

"That's my nonsense. The monks of the Ancient Sword Sect are not easy to mess with. If you don't find an excuse to distract them from thinking, if they recognize the old man's identity, there will be endless troubles." The other party said coldly.

"But didn't senior say that you don't like to lie?" The fat man was sweating profusely and said unwillingly.

"Hmph, the old man speaks straight, but he is not an idiot." A sneer appeared on the old man's face: "You are not qualified enough to worship me as a teacher."

"Then why did the senior arrest me?"

Fatty felt that his mentality was about to explode. When he met this kind of player who didn't play cards according to common sense, none of the countermeasures he came up with were useless.

While lamenting his own life, he was also somewhat curious about the other party's purpose in doing so.

After all, there was no grievance between the two sides, and there were so many immortal cultivators in Shuiling City at that time, why did he just fancy himself?

Could it be that after the success of condensing the Nascent Soul, my annihilating aura also advanced into a bad luck aura dedicated to pitting myself?

I was thinking wildly in my heart, but the fat man did not give up hope.

He wants to know the purpose of the other party's doing this. Only by knowing himself and the enemy, and understanding the reason, can he have a little possibility to find a solution.

In short, it is not a last resort, Fatty is not willing to give up, how can he be a dignified traveler, and fall here inexplicably?

"Hmph, it's okay to tell you."

The old man sneered.

"I found a treasure by chance recently, so I brought you here to get it."

(End of this chapter)