Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 1498
At the end of the line of sight, a shriveled and short old man was walking up and down.

A fat blue bird was squatting on his shoulder, flapping its wings excitedly, probably because it was too plump, its excited movements were clumsy and ugly.

When Tang Yan opened his eyes and looked towards the sky, the old man smiled and raised his hand at the same time, greeting him cheerfully.

The distance between the two is several thousand meters!

"Why is he here?" Tang Yan wondered.

Although the battle between myself and Hanhuang was very fierce, the whole process did not last too long, and the speed from the ancient city to here was very fast. Under normal circumstances, no one should chase after him so quickly.

Even if someone followed, at least after he had finished handling everything.

Tang Yan is very confident in his timing.

But... Looking at it, Tang Yan's face slowly darkened.

The old man seemed to be pacing slowly and leisurely, but the distance between them was getting closer at an astonishing speed. One step was a hundred meters, five steps were one mile, ethereal and mysterious.

In a trance-like space, he had already come in front of him.

"Shrink the ground to an inch? This old man is a bit capable." Tang Yan was secretly vigilant, with a smile on his face.

The old man saw that Tang Yan smiled, and he smiled too, and the smile was even brighter: "Little brother, where is Han Huang? What did you do?"

"It's over, let's go home."

"Really? It's so fast." The old man looked behind Tang Yan. The wilderness was dim and he couldn't see the end. It was silent and lifeless.

"Are you here for a walk?"

"No, I'm here to fish."

"Fishing should go to the sea, where there is no water and no fish."

The old man looked at Tang Yan for a while, grinned again, and simply sat in front of him: "Who said fishing has to go to the sea? Besides, what I catch is not fish in the water."

"Then what are you fishing for? Could it be that you are fishing for mice?"

"Hey." The old man touched his nose, and the blue bird on his shoulder quacked strangely.

"Sorry to say that? It doesn't matter, please go ahead, I need to rest." Tang Yan raised his hand to see off the guests, and gave the order to evict them.

I don't know why, but it's like an illusion, this old man suddenly gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, very dangerous, so dangerous that his mind tensed up involuntarily.

"What I want to catch is your golden-haired lion, the one with three heads. But I'm short of bait, and I'm going to use your meat to catch it. Can you lend me some?"

Tang Yan smiled: "Old man, do you need to clean up? Do you know how to write dead characters?"

"I know, a...bad...dagger..." The old man twisted his tongue deliberately when he spoke, coupled with his weird smile, it sounded like he was swearing.

A bad dagger?Stay for a while?Tang Yan was slightly stunned, unable to laugh or cry.I have been playing tricks all my life, but today I was tricked by this old ruffian.

"Lend me some? It doesn't need much, fifty catties, including blood and flesh, and three more stick bones by the way. The golden-haired lion seems to have a big appetite, and he needs a lot of food to lure him into the bait."

Tang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you looking for trouble?"

"Ah, how do you know? Did you see it?" The old man pretended to be surprised.

Tang Yan stared at him for a while, then suddenly punched the old man violently, hitting the old man's head like a thunderbolt, with a ruthless hand and murderous intent.

But... the old man's smile disappeared, he was calm, and easily tilted his head to the side, no more, no less, but he just avoided his fist.

Huh?Tang Yan was startled secretly, his fists violently raised, and a fist punch was thrown out, flooding the old man's head like a storm.

But... the old man sat quietly, smiling cheerfully, but dodging every fist and elbow with ease.

Tang Yan gradually slowed down, and finally stopped altogether.The surprise in my heart became more and more serious, this old man is not simple.

"Little brother, let me ask you again, where did you get the drought?" Nothing happened to the old head.

"gone."

"do not fool me."

"What are you doing with him?"

"Eat. Hey, I'm old, I'm calcium deficient, but I'm nutritious. I need to stew bones and soup frequently, drink more alcohol and eat more meat."

"Do you dare to eat a corpse from the royal family?"

"Why don't you dare, I didn't kill the person." The old man smiled coldly.

Many people saw that the kid in front of him led Han Huang away, even if something happened, they would naturally think that the kid in front of him did it, and would not doubt themselves.

Therefore, no matter who wins or loses today, who lives or dies, he has no intention of letting one go.

After dealing with it, he continued to walk in his own world. The corpse royal family wanted the 'missing' Tang Yan in an all-round way, and destroyed the forces behind Tang Yan.

Tang Yan sat with the old man for a long time, his eyes fixed again and again: "You... are not a half saint..."

"Did I say I was?"

"You are not Wu Zun either."

"I've been out of that era for a long, long time."

"You are... a saint..." When Tang Yan said this, his throat felt a little dry. Before, he felt that the old man's breath was strange, but he should not be a saint, but now... under this old skin, this stubborn Under his smiling face, there is actually a saint hidden.

"Don't you feel like I'm not?"

Tang Yan's face was serious, but he couldn't say a word.

The old man chuckled, and the blue bird on his shoulder smiled even more cheerfully, even insolently.

"What are you looking for me for!"

"Eat." The old man answered very easily.

"I have wine and meat here."

"I eat only high-quality meat, don't use those rubbish to prevaricate me." The old man stood up, hugged his blue bird and walked to the side, looking around the dim wilderness around him: "Where did you get the dry bamboo?" gone?"

"He's already gone, and I'm leaving too." Tang Yan didn't want to get involved with the old man any more, so he got up and left quickly.

But the old man stopped in front of him like a ghost: "You have already entered my pot. If you don't let me have a good meal, how can you go away so easily?"

"Old man, let's play with your bird. I won't serve you." Tang Yan continued to move forward, passing the old man.

But the old man stopped in front of him again, facing him face to face, and retreated step by step as Tang Yan moved forward. "I saw the last collision between you and Han Huang, but he disappeared inexplicably after that. What's going on? How did you do it?"

"Are we familiar? Why do I need to explain to you?" Tang Yan continued to walk forward.

"Is it your last words? You can't bring secrets into the coffin, right?"

"Are you so confident that you can kill me?"

"Is there any doubt about that?"

"How about we make a bet? If I can stick to your ten tricks, how about you cripple your own arm?"

"Old man, I'm here to eat, not to gamble."

"Hmph, are you scared?"

"Little guy, put away your set, it doesn't work in front of me. Come on, tell me quickly, or you won't have a chance."

Tang Yan's footsteps paused, the swastika between the eyebrows appeared, and the eight-phase thunder seal suddenly unfolded, turning into eight lightning bolts, striking in eight different directions, and meeting each other a thousand meters away.

The old man was slightly stunned, and the blue bird on his shoulder immediately screamed impatiently.

"We will meet later." Tang Yan appeared in the dark high altitude, and shot rapidly into the distant sky.

"Did you leave? Those who leave you will not be able to leave your name." The old man looked at the direction Tang Yan left with a smile, his voice echoed like a torrent in the world, expanding in the boundless wilderness. "If this old man visits the Corpse Royal Clan and says that their heir was slaughtered by a kid, how will the Corpse Royal Clan react?"

Tang Yan suddenly stopped in midair, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

"By the way, I would like to add that the hairy boy is accompanied by a hellhound's mourning dog, and he also has a black coat of arms around his neck. If you help me analyze it, how will the bosses of the corpse royal family react?"

Tang Yan stood at a height of a thousand meters away, turned his head slowly, clenched his fists, and the sound of creaking joints rubbing against each other clearly echoed in the dark high altitude.

"Do you think it's better to be eaten by me? Or is it better to be caught by the corpse royal family? Be good, old man, I just eat meat and bones, not souls. But if you fall into the hands of those freaks from the corpse royal clan, you will Life is better than death."

Tang Yan stood coldly in the sky, as if he was nailed to the dark sky, his eyes became colder and colder, a murderous intent flickered between his brows, appearing and disappearing, restraining, but unable to restrain.

"Come, come, come quickly to the pot." The old man smiled and took out a big black pot from his space belt, and greeted Tang Yan with knocks and beats.

"Old thing, you're going to die, you can't live." Tang Yan's eyes flickered, making the most difficult and craziest decision ever.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I can't wait, come to the pot soon. No accident, you put the dry bamboo in a treasure. When I eat you, the treasure belongs to me, and then put the inside The dry bamboo shoots were released and stewed together. Wahaha, today is a bumper harvest, a bumper harvest, so happy."

The more the old man thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more excited he became, the more he laughed wildly, jumping up and down, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Guwa Guwa." The blue bird was even more excited, raised its head and screamed strangely, trying to fly, but it was too fat to fly.

Tang Yan stood far away, clenched his hands again and again, then loosened, and soon clenched again, making a decision, a difficult decision.go?If he leaves, the secret of killing Han Huang will eventually be revealed, even implicating the Cerberus.stay?The opponent is a strong man in the holy realm, can he resist it?

Gudong!

Gudong!

Tang Yan felt that the world had quieted down, with the strong heartbeat echoing in his ears, and his eyes focused on the arrogant old man through the darkness.

kill?kill!kill?kill!kill?kill!kill!kill!kill!

"Kill!" Tang Yan took a deep breath, and after a rapid transformation of consciousness, he completely froze. The moment the idea was born, the blood in the whole body suddenly became hot, and every cell in the inside and outside was hot.

(End of this chapter)