"Yeah, it's very real."
Ye Qianning murmured, and the doubts in his heart were quickly replaced by excitement. He raised his hand and attacked the old man again.
The old Taoist noticed it and tried to dodge, but his body felt like it was filled with a heavy weight and he couldn't move. He watched helplessly as the little kid punched him in the stomach.
He flew out like a kite with a broken string, and even after landing, he glided a long way...
"Cough..." The old Taoist spat out a mouthful of blood: "Oh, someone's been killed... someone's been killed..."
Ye Qianning stared at the scarlet blood spit out by the old Taoist. He was not pretending. She could hurt him. Looking at the old Taoist's expression, he could sense that he really could not resist it.
An old Taoist priest in Kyoto City blocked the way on the street. Although she had not seen the old Taoist priest's strength with her own eyes, she could tell from his voice at that time that the old Taoist priest was very strong and could restrain Qian Fanji and his group in an instant.
He was able to take her away effortlessly from among so many masters. I'm afraid there are not many people in Beili with such skills.
In this void, the old Taoist was repeatedly seriously injured and had no power to fight back. It was obvious that the old Taoist's movements were restricted, but she was not.
"Pfft... little kid... are you being unreasonable..."
The old Taoist hasn't been beaten like this in his life. He couldn't fight back and couldn't use his abilities.
Ye Qianning figured out the mystery and was in a good mood: "You were the first to be unreasonable."
"How could I not do that? It was clearly me, the old man, who saved you, but you, little kid, were ungrateful and even beat me up. It was really unfair to me... Woo woo..." After the old Taoist said that, he sat on the ground and burst into tears.
"I just asked you to help pass on a message, but instead of doing what I asked, you took me away. Making incense? Oh, I also know how to make incense with old bones. Do you want to try it?"
The old Taoist paused for a moment, then cried even louder: "You are bullying an old man, it's so unfair..."
"You still know how to cry. Do you know that your words may cost someone's life?" Ye Qianning didn't feel sorry for the old Taoist. He had unfathomable kung fu and a cunning mind.
"Whose life are you trying to take? Whose life are you trying to take..." the old Taoist cried.
"My great-grandfather is ninety years old this year. He's already mentally unstable after being traumatized. Do you think he can handle hearing you talking about making incense in the street? I'm putting it this way: if anything happens to my great-grandfather or my grandparents, you can just wait to be made into incense."
"You...you...you are making excuses. Why did an old man like me take you away? It was to save you. Not to mention the scars all over your body, just look at the sword wound on your chest. The sword pierced your heart. A normal person would have died several times over with this kind of injury. It's a blessing that you met an old man like me, so you have a chance to survive." The old Taoist jumped up from the ground.
"Life? You are just curious, or maybe I am worth studying." Ye Qianning saw through the old Taoist.
A hermit like him is almost indifferent to worldly affairs. The only things that can arouse his curiosity are curiosity and things that are beyond nature.
Seeing that she had spoken so clearly, the old Taoist priest decided to throw in the towel and said, "No matter why I took you away, I am the only one in the world who can save you from this injury. If you want to live, you must follow me. If you don't want to live, I will abandon you."
Ye Qianning was silent.
"If you leave it here for three to five days and someone finds your body, it will probably be stinking. By then, there will be no chance of you surviving."
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