C15 Hercules Erinaceus Hook

Sometimes, when he was out of money, he wouldn't even be able to use it. Businessmen were extremely tight on the use of elemental weapons, and when he moved, he would beat people to copy the goods, if it wasn't for those merchants who were well-placed, then they wouldn't be able to do their business peacefully. Most of those people would be in the big city and in secluded areas, where they would be able to earn money like ghosts and ghosts … However, the big families on the way would complain incessantly, and on the way, they would have to the north, where they would lose money every day, or at least a few hundred or even thousands of silver would disappear on the second day.

He wouldn't be able to use up the money after stealing it, but he was the lifeblood of a rich family. Yu Wenzhe slept on a person's room every day and had to listen to the ghost of a rich family who had lost their money.

He picked up the chicken claw bone that he lost for the elementalist and put it in his ear. At this moment, he took it down and bit into it with his teeth, and held it in his hand as he aimed at the hare behind the tree. The hare turned over on the ground and earned some money.

Yu Wenzhao's eyes widened as he smiled and nodded, "This is also a casual call, what's the need for money?" If you are old enough, then it is your fortune to be born late! " As he said this, he took the small knife and washed it clean in the stream. He put it on a tree branch and placed it over the fire to roast it. The old man was also a person who laughed first before he said anything, both of their faces were full of smiles, as if he was as happy as if he had seen his son and son.

After the roasting was done, the old man took a dagger from his bosom and used it to cut his flesh. The dagger flashed with a cold light in an elegant manner that was at least five to six feet away, and Yu Wenzhao still felt that the dagger was extremely cold. It was obvious at a glance that it was an extremely precious item.

"Please, old sir!"

"Little brother, please!"

"Please, please, please, old man, there is no need to be courteous. It is within the duty of the younger generations to respect the old and the old."

The old man still refused to eat without saying anything, and gave his severed leg to Yu Wenzhao. "Elder's bestowal, you can't quit! Your little brother should try it first! "

The two of them pushed each other for a long time, but Yu Wenzhao couldn't do anything about it. He could only admit his guilt and eat first with an embarrassed look on his face.

The old man looked like he was in his sixties. When he saw Yu Wenzhao eat first, he refused to eat first until Yu Wenzhao swallowed his food. He then giggled and asked, "Little brother, is it delicious?"

Yu Wenzhao was stunned. "Why do you say that, old mister? It should have been late birth asking old mister after you ate!"

The old man laughed: "You are welcome. I have a reason for my question."

Yu Wenzhao opened his eyes wide. "I didn't ask for your explanation, Sir."

The old man still smiled slyly, "Actually, I've been following you for quite a while now, and I've covered four to five hundred miles. Along the way, you came online to rob me, and even the lock of the Rakshasi from the tens of thousands of households in Mongolia didn't even amount to a fart in front of you. I've always been in the wrong business, and I've also gone to Timur several times, but I can't do anything about it."

Yu Wenzhao jumped up, like a cat that had its butt stepped on. With a red face, he glared fiercely and said, "Aren't you doing this to laozi?" This time, the juniors and seniors were all thrown into the Yellow River to be fed to the little feline turtle, turtle, turtle, chicken, and duck. The flippant reaction left the old man, who was even older than the old fox, stunned.

The old man originally thought that he wouldn't even want the priceless Sky Worm Armour anymore. As long as he gave a few pointers, according to the law of the underworld, he would be able to talk according to the law of the underworld. But he didn't expect the kid to immediately turn hostile, so he smiled and said, "Little brother, you don't you want to teach me? "It's not too tight, it's just that I'm afraid the meat I just ate was inappropriate!"

Yu Wenzhao was shocked. "What did you do?"

"That's nothing. It's just that I accidentally spilled some poison on it. I was going to remind you about it just now, but I forgot it for a moment. I hope you won't take offense to it!"

Yu Wenzhao was furious. "You old turtle, how can you use such vulgar methods? If this isn't a man's work, then what poison did you poison him with?! Why aren't you taking the medicine? I'll kill you! "

The old man said with a smile, "As long as little brother —"

Without waiting for him to finish, Yu Wenzhao loudly said, "You old scoundrel, don't even think about it, your father isn't afraid of death, so what if I die? If I lose my head and get a big scar, after twenty years, your father will be a good man again, and if you kill me, there will be people who won't let you go. They advise you to give me the antidote and then kowtow in apology. At this point, his face paled and he bent his waist, pain written all over his face.

The old man was still smiling. "Really?" Then, this old one shall cut off this little brother's arms first! "

As he spoke, he took out a short dagger from his sleeve. The dagger shone with a cold light, causing Yu Wenzhao's eyes to widen. "Good stuff, good stuff. If only it was laozi's." "That old bastard, and I, the one who gave you and I our guy, if not I'll kill you!"

The old man sneered as he forced his way over step by step. He glared at Yu Wenzhao, who was rolling in pain. "Is that so?" Yet, this little one only needs you to tell me how to unlock it, and I will only need to chop off two of your arms! "

The old man was still trying to force himself, but he was caught off guard by that little ghost claws and threw the dirt into his eyes. The old man jumped back and reached out his hand to cover his eyes, and Yu Wenzhao jumped up and kicked him down with his feet. When the old man let go of Yu Wenzhao's foot and started swinging the dirt away, the old man had no choice but to cover his eyes again, unable to get up from the ground.

When the old man opened his eyes, the kid was no longer there. He was muttering curses, and when he looked around, his eyes lit up.

A few steps in front was a small clump of grass in the spring. The water was so soaked that even the soil was wet. A string of footprints extended into the distance. If it wasn't the kid's, who else could it have been?

Just as he was about to follow the footprints, he heard the ghost's cry not far away. He even cried out, "Oh my god, my stomach is hurting so much that it's about to die. Come and save me! Grandfather, Grandma, I'm about to die. If you don't come soon, I really will die!

When the old man heard this kid's words, he laughed until his belly was full of pustules. He then lit a torch and followed the source of the sound, and not long after, he saw that little brat rolling around in the grass, the old man was extremely pleased with himself: "Kid, my patience isn't good, if you continue to play tricks, the old man will have to deal a heavy blow to you." His feet tightened, and he fell forward, and then he was hung up with his head facing the sky, and the old man did not even lose his torch and dagger.

The old man was still in a daze when he saw Yu Wenzhao jump up from the ground.

Yu Wenzhao said with a face full of smiles, "Old mister, do you always swing?"

Of course, the old man wasn't swinging on the swing. The old man was so angry that he almost fainted, yet he still asked, "You're not poisoned by me?"

Yu Wenzhao grinned and said, "Sir, are you swinging the swing? It's really fun! " As he spoke, he actually moved a large stone directly underneath the old man and aimed it at his head. If that grass vine were to break, the old man would crash down, and his head would definitely blossom like a flower.

Coincidentally, the old man felt his feet loosen as he pleaded, "My little ancestor, can you let me down? It's not fun up there! "

Yu Wenzhao smiled and said, "You're lying to me! You're so carefree, yet you say that it's not fun. What do you mean by that? "

The old man was sweating profusely. "Young ancestor, please let me down quickly. I have the money to give it to you!"

Yu Wenzhao's eyes rolled around as he said, "The knife in your hand is so fierce. Old mister, you must be careful. Don't cut your finger!"

How could the old man not be able to hear what the little ghost was scheming? He let go of his right hand and the dagger fell straight down. With a 'chi' sound, it entered the hard and solid cyan stone until it reached the handle.

Yu Wenzhao's eyes lit up. "Alright, you gave me such a great thing. If I don't let you go, others will say that I don't keep my word." He took a small knife out from his pocket, "Sir, I came from a martial arts family and have practiced a mysterious throwing knife since I was young. As long as I can cut through that vine, you will be free to come down. Don't worry, sir!"

The old man was greatly shocked. Before he could say anything, he saw a flash of blade light and the blade went askew. The edge of the blade was two feet away from the rattan, and it flew into the darkness.

The old man was on the verge of crying, but the little bastard scratched his head, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake just now. I haven't practiced for a long time, it's no wonder I made a mistake, right? [If I don't hit him now, I will be the grandson of a son of turtles!]

The old man's hands were shaking wildly as the torch landed on the ground. It flickered for a few moments but did not extinguish as he complained, "No no no, Little Ancestor, no, no, no!"

Yu Wenzhao was dazed for a moment before his face darkened. "You old bastard, do you want me to let you go?" "Damn it, I'm confused!"

Looking at the knife in the boy's hand, the old man didn't dare to say a word. He was tongue-tied.

Yu Wenzhao said angrily, "Ignore you, stupid old man. Damn it, others say that not only do you have a surname Diao, but also a name Diao. People are even f * cking more Diao Diao than your surname. Your father has seen it, but it's nothing much!" If it wasn't for the fact that I'm looking at your Junior Brother's face, where would I hang you for a fire?

That old man was one of the people in the martial arts world who was scared of people. He didn't want to tell this young man about his origins, so he was shocked and didn't know how to answer. Before he could think of a reply, the little ghost disappeared in front of his eyes like a ghost, forgetting where he was, only after a long time did the ghost mutter, "What kind of qinggong is this, this brat is a ghost!"