Seeing someone stop in front of him, the old man turned his head, his cloudy eyes showing some clarity.

Chu Xiang wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Although the old man's eyes were cloudy, he had the open-mindedness to see through the world. What he wanted to say, the two of them looked at each other, and they both understood it. There was no need to say it anymore. Chu Xiang wanted to say something.

Xiang sighed again.

"I haven't seen a young man like you for a long time." The old man's voice was hoarse and weak.

"Probably because they are busy." Chu Xiang said. The old man's voice was just like the way grandma was leaving, which made Chu Xiang feel sad in his heart.

"Yes, those who are not busy are already dead." The old man's eyes gradually returned to clarity, but what he said surprised Chu Xiang.

"Survival is not easy." Chu Xiang didn't know how to answer the question, so he had to answer without hesitation.

"You too?"

"Everyone is like this." Chu Xiang raised his head slightly and looked at the gray sky in the distance.

"Then why do you insist on living? Are you like me, an old immortal, just lingering?"

"Some things have to be done by someone." Chu Xiang's eyes were a little wandering.

"Justice? Power? Fame? Fortune?" Probably because he hadn't spoken for a long time, he regained the feeling of speaking after saying a few words. The old man's voice gradually became clearer, speaking word by word.

"Maybe not." Chu Xiang's eyes drifted to the distant sea level.

"It's not what it is?" the old man asked.

"I don't know either. This road has not reached the end, so no one knows what will happen." Chu Xiang said.

"That's true. Who knows whether what he is doing is the right thing." The old man sighed.

"Whether it is correct or not may not be that important, as long as you have a clear conscience." Chu Xiang smiled and said.

"Indeed. What a pity." The old man sighed, slowly took out his skinny bark-like palms hidden under his armpits, and lightly pressed them against Chu Xiang's chest.

Seeing the old man's hand slowly approaching, Chu Xiang was suddenly horrified. He stared at the slowly approaching skinny hand, but could not make any reaction, as if he was imprisoned by time and space. The old man's palm looked slow but was actually fast.

If the thunder hits, Chu Xiang will not be able to react in time, but he will not be able to block it when he sees it.

In the eyes of others, the current situation is just a skinny old man reaching out to touch the chest of the young man in front of him. It is a normal behavior. At this time, Chu Xiang's heart is overturned, he is terrified, and the strength in his body surges, but he continues to
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