Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

Chapter 475

Rinse.

But suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Yin Qianliu frowned. He thought of something, and quickly looked at Ye Qizhu's slightly frowning brows.

"Bring him in."

"Yes."

The old man followed Han Yabai and walked towards the main hall while drinking wine, admiring it as if he was visiting a garden, commenting from time to time, not in a hurry at all.

"It's not bad, but it's a bit dark. If the old man hadn't had good eyesight, he would have fallen several times."

Han Yabai frowned, and immediately quickened his pace.

"Hey, kid, walk slowly, I don't have as good a foot as you, old man."

Han Yabai stopped abruptly, and the old man almost ran into him.

A gourd was knocked on the top of Hanyabai's head, the old man scolded: "Are you trying to scare my old man to death?"

Staring at him, Han Yabai suddenly stopped.

"What? Unconvinced?" The old man raised his hand as if flying in the sky.

Looking at the looming dark eyes under the old man's long eyebrows, Han Yabai pursed the corners of his mouth, with a look of lovelessness, so he turned around and planned to continue walking.

But as soon as he turned halfway, the old man grabbed his ear.

"Let go!" Han Yabai's eyes darkened instantly.

He couldn't help but want to stuff the old man into the coffin and bury him.

"Hush!" The old man knocked on his forehead again, and sniffed his nose vigorously at the air, "The breath of a stranger. It's pure raw!"

Han Yabai closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Old man, you really..."

"It's impolite!" The old man let go of his ears, but knocked hard on his forehead again, "I have a name and a surname, what about an old man?"

Han Yabai's breath held in his chest had nowhere to go, so he could only let it out with a depressed sigh: "Then dare to ask the old man your name?"

"I'm old..." The old man was halfway through his words, and suddenly he froze as if he had been frozen.

Han Yabai narrowed his eyes: "Hello? Are you okay?"

The old man didn't move, just when Han Yabai thought that he died here suddenly, the old man suddenly flung his sleeves and said helplessly: "I've lived for so long that I even forgot my name. How about this, the old man loves wine, Just call me Jiuxian."

The corners of Han Yabai's mouth trembled.

He has lived for more than 2000 years and never forgot his own life. How confused is this old man? He even forgot his first and last name completely?
"Old... Jiuxian old man, this way please."

"Oh, this way. Let the group of little monsters under the eaves of your porch turn slowly, the old man has bad legs and feet, and his waist is almost flashing."

After finally sending the old man who claimed to be Jiuxian to the door, Yin Qianliu strode out.

The Jiuxian old man chuckled: "If you don't want to ask me, come to me now, I don't have any alcohol, my mind is muddled."

Yin Qianliu's bloodshot cold eyes sank, and he twisted his neck tightly.

"Don't try to play tricks with me."

The Jiuxian old man looked fearless, stretched out his fingers and pushed Yin Qianliu's chest, and parted the eyebrows in front of his eyes: "Boy, I didn't miss you when I was traveling in the four continents. As for that girl, the doom of her life began with You, don't die in your hands before the time comes."

The old man Jiuxian seemed to have stars twinkling in his pupils through his eyebrows, but it was only for a moment. Before Yin Qianliu could see clearly, he retracted his head, lowered his head, shook the wine gourd in his hand and threw it to Yin Qianliu...

(End of this chapter)