Chapter 106 Beat up the old husband (2)
Chapter 106 Beat your father-in-law (2)
The old man with extraordinary insight greeted Yang Dashuan kindly and asked the troops to give water to the slaves in the territory.
Although Yang Dashuan didn't know what was going on, he still acquiesced. This water could allow the territory to be subjected to at least two or three days, and at that time he could only hope to find the water source as soon as possible.
"Old man, I owe you a favor." Yang Dashuan said. "Do your team want to go to the tribe? If you can trust me, I can ask the slaves to send you a ride."
"I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to go to your territory." The old man said.
Yang Dashuan was a little suspicious. He looked at the troops behind which had a certain distance and nodded. The slaves were driven back to the territory by Yang Dashuan. Only the Komodo beast accompanied Yang Dashuan, and of course there was also the girl who was lying on the back of the beast to rest. After drinking the water, the girls' spirits made Yang Dashuan feel much more relieved. The Komodo beast walked steadily in front, always within Yang Dashuan's vision.
"What are they?" the old man noticed Yang Dashuan's gaze and asked in a low voice.
"My lover." Yang Dashuan said affectionately and firmly.
"Then they must be very happy!" The old man grinned proudly, "I really can't see that you are as capable as I was when I was young. But it's still far behind, you are only three..."
The old man smiled, looking like he was full of bad water.
Yang Dashuan rolled his eyes and spitted hard - Just your virtue?
Yang Dashuan rode his horse and walked side by side with the old man, and he was a little confused.
This strange team was neither a caravan nor planned to cross the extinct wasteland. Instead, they were actually ready to go to their territory. Who are they? Yang Dashuan turned his head and kept looking at the human army hanging far behind. He remembered that he seemed to have beaten a familiar guy just now, but he couldn't remember who it was. After thinking for a while, he really couldn't figure it out. The Frost Dragon looked at them again, and this matter was really troublesome.
"Old guy, who are you?" Yang Dashuan asked casually.
"Little slut, you should respect your elders at least." The old man rolled his eyes and directly sprayed Yang Dashuan with a spitting star. "You ask me who I am? Is it exposed the Frost Dragon? Do you want to kill someone to silence me? Call me Old John."
This sentence suddenly hit Yang Dashuan's heart.
To be honest, he really had this idea.
"Do you know the Frost Dragon too?" Yang Dashuan asked in surprise.
Old John held his mouth in his mouth and thought to himself: Everyone knows it.
This expression fell into Lao Yang's eyes, which made his heart suddenly stumble. It was a bad thing. This old guy couldn't get anything to say without getting enough food.
"I really didn't expect that you would have a Komodo monster to follow you." Old John looked at Yang Dashuan happily. "I haven't seen this kind of monster for many years. Although they are gentle in nature, they are not so easy to conquer. It can be seen that this should be an elderly monster. It is probably driven out after the failure to compete for the leader of the community."
"Have you seen it before?" Yang Dashuan asked.
"Well, I was as big as you at that time. The tribe sent more than a dozen priests, and their demon pet was the Komodo giant beast. These monsters were extremely powerful. Although they were not as fierce and bloodthirsty as the Behemoth beast, they also caused great obstacles to our human army."
Listening to the old man's words, Yang Dashuan was in awe.
The most recent war between the three tribes was fifty years ago, an era of heroes falling and a time when many heroes emerged.
"What then?" Yang Dashuan's appetite was sucked up.
"The halo of these priests blessed the elf friendly forces, completely blocking the human army outside the Nanyao Forest... That battle greatly damaged the entire alliance. Until fifty years have passed, the idea of attacking the elf has not yet aroused the idea of attacking the elf again." Old John couldn't help but sigh.
Yang Dashuan was in awe of grace.
However, the more this happens, the more Yang Dashuan feels the mystery of this old man's identity.
After experiencing the battle fifty years ago, and with so many elite troops escorted, he must be at least a high-ranking official.
"By the way, you haven't introduced me to your lover yet. I see, there are two who are not humans. What's wrong with them?" Old John sighed and then continued to ask.
Old John's smile was very kind, not like the hypocritical complimentary smile of Shue.
It was like the sunlight shining into Yang Dashuan's heart, making him suddenly feel the warmth that he could only feel when he was with his girls. I don't know what happened, but he just told it all in detail. From being framed to the wasteland, until this year's dry season with water shortage.
Although Yang Dashuan had a very desire to vomit out all the things buried in his heart, he still subconsciously concealed that he was not a native of this world.
"Then it was precisely because you killed Xiu Yi that you got the Green Jade Soul Bead." Old John asked thoughtfully.
Yang Dashuan nodded.
"To find water, have you been to the Dark Cave? Well, it's the cave with spider-turned elves everywhere?" Old John was really moved. He didn't expect that a little lord in a village would have such a wonderful story.
Yang Dashuan nodded.
"How do you know that there is no Hekai continent?"
"That's me..." Yang Dashuan was stunned when he said this. "Old guy, how dare you impolite me?"
Yang Dashuan reacted quickly.
He could not have told so many things to the person he had just met. What's more, the old man had no identity, and Yang Dashuan was even more alert. Just when Yang Dashuan was about to say that he had the permission map, he came back to his senses.
He remembered that whether it was Leren, Alice, or Joan of Arc, they all told him something - there are many magicians on the mainland. These magicians may not be elemental specializations. Some of them are better at spiritual magic, which is similar to bewitching. There is no doubt that he had thought nothing just now and just vomited so many things. If he was not obsessed with the bewitching magic, what else could it be?
"Hehe, if you don't want to have some bad ideas, how can you tell the truth?" Old John kept feeling proud. "But I didn't expect that at your age, you would never react to the magic cultivation level. I didn't expect that you would wake up so quickly!"
Old John gave a thumbs up.
This made Yang Dashuan's face turn red with shame. If we continue, even the eighteen generations of ancestors would have to dig it out for him.
However, Yang Dashuan turned against him.
The two of them side by side grabbed the old man's clothes. With Mana's strength, he could easily lift the thin old man with one arm. "Who are you?"
Yang Dashuan almost even had his old secrets exposed, so how could he not be angry?
The Destroyer pressed on the old man's neck without hesitation. "Tell you, the frost dragon has found out to you, and I have no intention of letting you leave the wasteland alive. But you have distributed the water to me at least, and I was unwilling to pursue these things again, but you shouldn't have played such tricks on me. You are seeking death!"
"Stop, stop!"
The knight behind saw Yang Dashuan treating Old John like this, and immediately screamed with a desperate voice.
"Let them get back to me." Yang Dashuan rolled his eyes and shook the destroyer in his hand like a demonstration.
"Do you think this broken iron can kill me?"
Old John scoffed at this. Although he was pulled at the collar, he still raised his hand gently and knocked on the Destroyer's axe casually. Yang Dashuan dared to swear that the old guy's axe would never be more powerful than knocking on the door, but just by just one moment, Yang Dashuan felt his hands like he was pulling a running Komodo beast. The Destroyer fell off Yang Dashuan's hand, flew out, and smashed hard to the ground, splashing a bunch of dust.
Confused, Lao Yang blinked his eyes.
I haven't come back to my senses for a long time.
Old John giggled with a proud look on his face.
The group of knights behind him were rushing here frantically, and the flags swaying in the team were waving in the wind under the darkness.
"Little slut, I say you are a broken iron..." Old John was about to speak, but his mouth was pressed against. The huge trumpet flower mouth hit his upper jaw. The old man retching for a while and did not dare to spit it out, and his face changed immediately. It was not until this time that he began to wave his hand in a hurry and signaled the knights not to come over.
Yang Dashuan looked at the group of knights, sneered twice, and then turned his head.
"What's wrong, continue to say! Ah!" Yang Dashuan's Moradin pressed his anger against Old John's throat, "I told you a long time ago, don't play those tricks with me. Kill you, just move your fingers. Do you know what this is?"
Old John nodded wildly, sweating profusely.
"It's good to know!" Yang Dashuan licked his dry lips and spitted the old man's face. "Old thing, tell you. This is Moradin's anger. Didn't you want to ask how I killed the Undead Magician? It's this thing, I want to know whether your head is harder or obsidian bullets are harder!"
The knights stood in the distance.
His eyes were sharp and fierce.
Maybe they were too concerned about the old John who was grabbed by Yang Dashuan and did not dare to act rashly.
"I really regret it. I would have known that I would have just let the Frost Dragon trampled you into shit, and I would have put such a lot of effort."
Yang Dashuan squinted his eyes and looked fierce. Old John's mouth kept wriggling, as if he was about to speak, but his mouth was blocked by Moradin's anger, and he was not very clear about it. Yang Dashuan got closer and heard it.
"Do you...know... who... I am?"
Yang Dashuan was happy and opened his mouth proudly. "I care who you are. Today I have to break you."
Chapter completed!