Chapter 470 (1/2)
When Huo Lao arrived, he didn't see the witch.
”Where are the people?”
Huo Lao felt happy for a while. Could it be that he lost his temper and rolled away. If so, he would ask Lao Wu to buy whip guns and put them out to celebrate that the man rolled away.
As a result, the man who brought the tea just now pointed out the outside.
”They have people outside.”
Huo Lao ”...”
”Why don't you go?”
Lao Wu ”...”
He knew that before he got what he wanted, the old thing of witch shop could not leave easily.
When they went outside, they saw that Wu Xing was facing the Centennial tree in their yard, muttering something from time to time, and Wu Sijing simply found a stone for herself and sat there drowsy.
And when Huo Lao and they came closer, they heard what was whispering in Wu Xing's mouth?
He said, impossible, absolutely impossible.
What's impossible?
Huo looked at Lao Wu obliquely.
Lao Wu spread his hand. He didn't know what the Xuanmen people were talking about. Maybe the experts liked it and liked to say something that their ordinary people didn't understand.
As soon as Wu Xingtu turned his head, he looked at Lao Huo's shrewd eyes.
Then his pupils shrank, as if he had found something. He came over in three and two steps, and stood in front of Huo Lao, some of whom couldn't believe it.
”How are you?”
Good eyesight.
Old Huo touched his face. His face is good. Even God said that he is younger and younger now. His hair is black and his face is white and red. At a glance, he knows that he is a healthy man.
”But how are you?”
Wu Xing's next words made Huo Lao freeze in place.
”How can you be good? It's impossible. You should be half dead now. I'm here to see you for the last time.”
Huo Lao ”...”
This turtle grandson dares to curse him to death!
His old Huo Fu had a big life. When he was a child, the bomb didn't kill him. Until now, the disease didn't torture him. The old witch is alive, and he will naturally live well, and he must live longer and longer than the old witch, more like an immortal.
”How can you be good?”
Wu Xing could not see Huo Lao's ugly face at all now. Then he pulled up Huo Lao's sleeve and stuck his nose on Shuo Lao's sleeve, which also smelled.
Lao Wu ”...”
He wants to throw up. What should I do.
”What did you eat?”
The witch shop smelled a very strange smell. How could it be so similar? It's a prescription handed down in their ancient books of the witch family.
”You have it too.”
He grabbed Lao Wu again.
Lao Wu clapped Wu Xing's hand off.
”If you have something to say, don't move your hands!”
Lao Wu didn't find a woman for himself in his life. He didn't find a woman because of trouble, but not because he liked men. In particular, he was disgusted by such an old man's face.