Chapter 141 (1/2)

When Ning Luo landed in the courtyard, he found that the old man was actually sitting in a wheelchair covered with a thick blanket.

At the same time, although his eyes were very clear, the old man looked extremely thin, pale and bloodless.

At a glance, Ning Luo concluded that the old man in front of him was seriously ill and terminally ill.

But what puzzled him was why he had to go to Nanshan, a damp and cold place in winter when he was so ill?

”I have such skills at a young age. It seems that young people are not weak in cultivation. I defended you last time. I'm sorry.”

The old man in military uniform motioned Ningluo to take his seat and immediately apologized modestly.

”I'm the one who should apologize. I don't know you always live here. I'm sorry to disturb you when I pass by.”

While talking, Ning Luo hugged the old man and arched his hands. Then he sat aside.

”Hehe, it's nothing. I can't even see a few birds in the wild mountains. It's rare to meet you. I'm too happy. How can you blame me? ”

”By the way, look at your skill just now. Should you be born soon?”

”You know how to practice, elder?”

Ning Luo's eyebrows raised slightly, looking a little surprised.

He can't feel the fluctuation of aura on the other party, that is to say, the other party is not a man of practice.

But the other party knows quite well about practice, which makes him a little surprised.

”I've always understood it. It's just some changes. Now I can't practice. I can only stay here and wait for death.”

”Waiting to die?”

”Yes, wait to die!”

The old man in the army nodded calmly, without any fear and panic because of the possible end of life. On the contrary, he was open-minded.

Then the old man lifted the blanket around his legs and revealed a pair of extremely thin legs.

”Many years ago, I also stepped into the ancient martial arts realm, but I ended up in the ancient martial arts realm because of an accident. Not only did I have no accomplishments, but even a normal person almost didn't make it. I'm like this.”

”Fortune makes people, but it can't be.”

”Are you always possessed?”

Looking at each other's thin and ugly legs, Ning Luo couldn't bear it.

As Ning Luo, who once entered the mysterious realm but fell down and couldn't practice for three years, he sympathized with the experience of the old man.

Once standing on the peak, the Dragon soared for nine days, suddenly fell into the abyss, and could not turn over forever. That kind of pain is really unbearable for ordinary people.

”The leader is not possessed by evil, but is killed by a traitor.”

Said the guard on the old man's side.

”Xiao Zhou, you talk a lot.”

”It is...”

When the guard named Xiao Zhou saw the head staring at him, he immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to speak loudly. He whispered.

The old man didn't want to ask more about the past.

”Elder, can you give me a pulse?”

”It's no use. People from Yanjing city have been called, and those with higher accomplishments than you have also been called. They all know why, but no one has the ability to cure. Moreover, my old body and bones are terminally ill, and I'm afraid there's no way to recover.”

Shaking his head, the old man sighed.

”Hehe, try it. What if the boy has this ability. You can always look down on life and death. Can you still be afraid that I will give you a pulse? ”

Ning Luo smiled and stretched out his hand.