Chapter 472

In front of the inn, Yin Qianliu strode out holding the unconscious Ye Qizhu in his arms. When he looked up, a drunken old man with a wine gourd staggered in the empty street blocking his way. , is a beggar.

Yin Qianliu turned to the left, the old man turned and moved to the left, he turned to the right, the old man took another big step to his right.

Han Yabai cold color: "Get out of the way!"

The old man looked at Han Yabai with one eye from his messy hair, and then he snorted and laughed: "I'm probably drunk, I saw a ghost early in the morning."

Yin Qianliu's eyes darkened, and a beam of dark light flashed by. Before he could make a move, the old man suddenly stretched out his dirty hand and pressed Yin Qianliu's wrist.

His swam|walking prey was immediately suppressed by a strong fresh air.

Opening his eyes vigorously, Yin Qianliu frowned and looked at the old man.

The old man shook the wine gourd nonchalantly, and threw it backhand to Han Yabai: "Boy, go and fill me with wine."

Han Yabai stared: "Old man, you are tired of living, are you looking for death?"

"go."

"Kings."

Han Yabai secretly gritted his teeth and had no choice but to turn around.

The old man lifted the eyebrows that were blocking his eyes, looked Yin Qianliu up and down, and said with a smile: "Yes, you know how to respect the old and love the young, and you are more sensible than that kid. Your stubborn temper has changed a lot. In this way, I will reward you with a question." , ask, I know everything about this old man.”

Yin Qianliu looked at the old man's triumphant look with a blank face, and cast his cold eyes on the hand he was holding her indifferently.

The old man understood and sent him off immediately.

Yin Qianliu raised his foot, but the old man stopped him again: "Do you think I'm a lunatic?"

Yin Qianliu narrowed his eyes.

The old man snorted: "I knew it! I didn't expect the majestic Demon Lord Qianliu to be a blind man, but the promise made by the old man will definitely be fulfilled. Tell me, what do you want to ask?"

Yin Qianliu knew that this old man was not an ordinary person. He looked sloppy and smelly on the surface, but he exuded a clear and genuine energy. He should be a master with a lot of practice. The dirty land is really rare.

But he didn't have time to tease him, he needed to wake up Ye Qizhu from his nightmare quickly, otherwise his life might be in danger.

Han Yabai ran out from the inn, threw the wine gourd to the old man, and said angrily: "There is only wine mixed with Xu Meng."

"Xumeng is a good thing. Go down a pot and get drunk. Everything you want is in this wine." The old man opened the wine gourd and drank it, and sighed comfortably, "Good wine, good wine!"

Han Yabai frowned, he couldn't help being surprised to see that the old man was fine.

Not to mention Xumeng is a stranger, even if a demon eats it, he is afraid of being infected by this poisonous gas. Once he falls into a nightmare and cannot get out, he will have to wait for death.

The old man hiccupped and leaned against the corner of the wall, followed by snoring.

Looking at him, Han Yabai couldn't help laughing: "Your Majesty, this old man is really strange."

Yin Qianliu looked at Ye Qizhu, whose breath was getting lower and lower in his arms, with serious eyes.

The old man next to the wall snored in his throat, woke up suddenly, rubbed his eyes, looked at the empty street, and then slapped his thigh.

"Hey, this old man has never been so ignored when he walks the world. Little devil, just wait and see, even if you burrow into the ground, this old man will dig it out for you!"

(End of this chapter)

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