Chapter 354 The Death of the Old Beggar

"How are you?"

Sumanman ran out of the vigil world, ignored Yuna who fell to the ground and fell into a coma, and immediately helped the old beggar.

The old beggar staggered twice and said with a smile:

"I'm fine."

After saying this, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was as pale as a dead person.

Su Manman was kind-hearted and thought that the old beggar was hurt so badly because he was trying to help her. Tears fell freely:

"I have blood orchid, an advanced healing extraordinary plant given by the president. You wait."

The old beggar grabbed Sumanman's hand:

"Help me lie down for a while. I'll just lie down for a while."

He was already running out of energy and could not survive for long. With this battle, his life was already overstretched.

Sumanman nodded repeatedly and helped the old beggar sit under the sacred tree.

The sun shines through the leaves and shines on the old beggar's face, making him look pale and feeble.

The old beggar looked at Bai Jue with his eyes closed on the sacred tree and sighed:

"It's worth it to see the magic of the president in this life. It's an eye-opener."

Sumanman shook his head repeatedly and stuffed the blood orchid in his arms into the old beggar's mouth.

The old beggar weakly pushed Sumanman's hand away and forced a smile:

“Girl, this food doesn’t taste good.

The most delicious thing I have ever eaten in my life is the bowl of noodles you gave me.

It's a pity that the cat got the points. "

As the old beggar spoke, there was a trace of unbearability in his eyes:

"What a pity, why are you a hunter?

Hunter, it's too dangerous. "

Sumanman just thought it was the old beggar lamenting the dangers of the hunter's mission. She didn't know there was something in the old beggar's words.

Sumanman wiped away tears:

"Hold on, the president will definitely save you when he comes back."

The old beggar rubbed Sumanman's head:

"The president once gave me a chance to live, but I didn't ask for it.

What it looks like now. . . . . . It's my own choice. "

The old beggar looked at the secret realm and murmured:

"It would be great if I could drink that brat's bottle of wine at this time."

Sumanman knew that the old beggar was talking about Ye Chen, so he stood up quickly and said:

"I'll call him!"

The old beggar grabbed Sumanman and shook his head:

"How can there be no regrets in life?

Fortunately, I died a worthy death. "

Sumanman didn't know why, but the old beggar didn't want Ye Chen to send him on his last journey.

He seemed to be afraid of something.

The old beggar suddenly grabbed Sumanman's hand and said seriously:

"Girl, promise me something.

Don't tell the president about this, okay? "

Sumanman hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The old beggar breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Help me tell that brat that if the president wants to grant him a life span, he must not accept it, even if he is about to die."

Sumanman looked at the old beggar in confusion.

The old beggar seemed to be saying to himself:

"The strength and life span are not in vain. The price paid is far more than he thought."

The old beggar came back to his senses and continued:

"One more thing, tell him not to be curious about anything about the president, or to interfere, so that he can live longer."

The old beggar suddenly looked at Sumanman and held her hand tightly:

"Don't tell the president what I said, okay?"

Sumanman nodded solemnly.

These two matters have nothing to do with the interests of the guild or the safety of the president. They are just a few words that the master asked his apprentice, and she has no reason not to agree.

The old beggar exhaled a breath, as if he had fulfilled a wish, and finally said:

"Girl, you must have been with the president for a long time, right?

The longer you follow him, the more dangerous it becomes.

Leave yourself a way out, the president is more serious than you think. "

The old beggar's voice became weaker and weaker, his head tilted, and his hand fell heavily to the ground.

Before Sumanman could feel sad, he saw a white spore emerging from the old beggar's neck.

The Bai Jue spores gradually expanded, and Bai Jue emerged from the old beggar's neck.

Sumanman wiped her tears and looked shocked:

"Bai Jue? Why... you..."

Bai Jue said nothing and showed a lotus seed in his hand that glowed faintly.

That is the lotus seed of Qinglian Earth Heart Fire, which has powerful spirituality.

The reason why the old beggar can use so much spiritual energy and perform the ninth soul skill is entirely because the white spore is connected to the old beggar.

The old beggar thought that this spiritual body was a power bestowed by the president until his death.

In fact, it is just a special use method of Bai Ze developed by Meng Xing.

Sumanman suddenly looked at Bai Jue in horror.

Didn't Bai Jue hear everything that the old beggar told him that the president couldn't hear?

. . . . . .

Kimchi Country, the warehouse of Wanhe Group.

Feng Zhenghao was still trying hard to break through Yuna's restraint, with a ferocious expression and big beads of sweat dripping down.

Meng Xing said with a gloomy face:

"Why isn't it better yet?

Are you trying to trap me here! "

Feng Zhenghao's face was full of anxiety and he roared:

"How could it be? My daughter is still in the South China Sea! What am I trying to do?!"

Meng Xing's face became increasingly ugly:

"Do you really care about your daughter?

OK, let me try it. "

Meng Xing clicked on his earphones and said coldly:

"Pull Feng Shayan out of the house and feed it to the monster!"

Feng Zhenghao's face changed drastically:

"President, what do you mean?"

Meng Xing sneered twice:

"It's not interesting. Let me give you some motivation."

Feng Zhenghao's face was full of murderous intent, but his hands moved faster.

. . . . . .

Nanhai, old town.

Feng Shayan looked out the window with worry on her face.

She might not survive the monster attack, because the Hunter Guild might not protect her.

The door of the room was opened roughly, and the maids who were usually friendly and respectful to her showed a different gloom than usual.

"Miss Feng, the dog lady wants to see you."

Feng Shayan closed the book and nodded:

"Okay."

She took a deep breath and followed the two maids out of the room and came to a room on the first floor.

This room is luxurious and large, even with a fitness area.

The woman in a tight leather jacket and a dog mask sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, like a queen high above.

Ye Yunyun waved her hand, and several maids withdrew.

She asked coldly:

"Miss Feng, do you know who caused the monster siege this time?"

Feng Shayan was not stupid, they would not ask such questions for no reason.

Feng Shayan nodded, with a hint of self-mockery on her face:

"Maybe it was me."

Ye Yunyun clearly caught the word "maybe", she stared and said:

"You are right, it's for you.

In order to save you, your father was deceived by the evil disciples and launched a monster siege.

190,000 lives in Nanhai will die because of you.

Miss Feng, you have a good father."

Feng Shayan had a meaningful smile on her lips, and sadness in her eyes.

Her father always puts interests first, even if she is just a prop in her father's hands.

He was furious for his beloved and slaughtered millions of royal soldiers.

How could such a thing happen to her father?

If her father really cared about her safety, how could he let her come to the dragon's den and tiger's lair in Nanhai?

My father has been scheming against others all his life, will he really be schemed against by a monster?