Chapter 80: 80
The old man is over 50 years old, and his whole body is full of vicissitudes of life . Moreover, according to Chen Xiao's feeling, there is a faint smell of blood on the old man .
Obviously, the old man must have been injured, and the injury was very unusual!
What's more, a state of harmony between man and nature looms from the old man . Although he just sits there casually, it is very unobtrusive, as if it has been integrated with the surrounding scenes . This proves that the cultivation of the old man is absolutely superb!
At least, it is also the existence above the realm of King Wu .
Quietly, Chen Xiao came to the stall and glanced at the old man's stall .
There are not many things on this stall . There are about ten kinds of things in total, but each of them is a rare good thing to see . But the price of these things is also very high . No wonder some people watch it, but they just look at it and then go away, because they can't afford it .
Even with Chen Xiao's present wealth, I'm afraid he'll have to lose out in buying a few things at this stall .
As expected, he is a strong man!
Chen Xiao's conjecture in his mind is even more aggravated, but he still doesn't open his mouth . He just squats in front of the stall silently and reaches for the things on the stall to have a look .
"Little friend, if you don't buy it, don't touch it at will!" A slightly low voice sounded, but the old man sitting behind the stall did not know when he opened his eyes .
The old man's eyes were shining . He was obviously a martial arts master . However, his breath was very weak . Ordinary people could not even detect it . He looked like an ordinary mortal .
Slightly frowned, Chen Xiao's eyes on the old man's face for a few seconds, then moved to the arm, neck and other parts .
Chen Xiao's move naturally made the old man's brow slightly wrinkled, and his face had already shown a look of displeasure . He said faintly, "I don't welcome you here . You go!"
Chen xiaoyileng, also know that this move made the old man unhappy, slightly shook his head, looked around, saw no one to pay attention to here, then lowered his voice: "I go of course, but if I go, you hurt, I'm afraid no one can treat it again!"
With that, he did not go to see the old man's big eyes . Chen Xiao stood up and turned to walk out of Wushi .
At first, the old man was stunned . A cold light flashed in his eyes . But when he saw Chen Xiao's accomplishments, his eyes narrowed slightly and hesitated for a moment . Seeing Chen Xiaoyue go further and further, he said quickly, "little friend, please stay!"
"Well? What's the matter? " Chen Xiao looked back at the old man .
The old man was stunned, and a fine light flashed in his eyes . He understood Chen Xiao's meaning in an instant . A touch of astonishment appeared on his face and said, "can you see that I have injuries?"
Chen Xiao immediately laughed, and the smile was very brilliant, and did not go on . Instead, he came back and squatted down in front of the stall again . He reached out and picked up a medicinal herb from the stall to play with it .
This time, the old man didn't speak to stop him . He just looked at Chen Xiao tightly, as if he wanted to see what Chen Xiao would say .
For a long time, seeing that the old man was a little anxious, he said with a smile: "I not only see the injury on you, but also see that the injury on your body is very serious . I'm afraid that you don't have much time to live well . "
With that, Chen Xiao put down the things in his hand and picked up another thing to observe slightly . He was just watching the old man's every move .
Sure enough, after Chen Xiao's words were uttered, the old man's face shrouded in grey robes was suddenly full of fright .
The old man never thought that someone could tell that he was seriously injured by a glance!
Well, serious injuries may be able to catch a blind cat and a dead mouse . But if Chen Xiao can see that he has not much time to live, it would be too terrible . Even some three or four star martial arts practitioners can't see their physical condition . How can he see this young man who is not a teenager?
"Who are you?"
This time the old man asked, already with a hurry, the tone also faintly with a trace of killing .
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