2217: C2217 She Saw an Old Man

C2217 She Saw an Old Man

When Ye Xiaodao followed Master Empty's instructions and took advantage of the evildoer's absence this morning to find Ye Xiaoqian's corpse and move her grave, what would happen to Lee Nanfang who was at the side of the Hidden Dragon River in Han City?

Chen Yu'er didn't know.

In fact, ever since she was "driven" out of that run-down temple by Master Empty, her spirit had been constantly changing.

When she was good, she knew to ask for food and water.

At worst, she had no idea who she was or where she was going, and no matter who she saw, she just giggled.

To put it bluntly, she was just a dirty, crazy woman. No one would have thought that she was the weird and mysterious Miss Ling Nan Chen Wu, the standard young miss of the Wealthy Class.

From the northwest to the northeast, they had to travel across more than half of the Divine State.

In this state, Chen Yu'er had no idea where she was going, and how.

In any case, she finally broke free from her stupor. Before she had a clear consciousness, she felt like she had a dream.

It was a very, very long dream.

In the dream, she seemed to be her, but also seemed not to be her.

He said it was her because she could feel that she was doing something extremely intense.

She said it wasn't her because she couldn't control every single movement she made.

It was Chen Yu'er who wasn't her. She was incomparably crazy with men in her dreams and didn't even give him any time to rest.

Every time when a man was motionless like a dead man, she would scream in anger and use all sorts of methods that she had never even dreamed of. In the shortest amount of time —

Pain.

It hurt, it hurt, it hurt.

His whole body was in pain.

Chen Yu'er finally opened her eyes, recalling the dream she had just had. When she saw the first rays of golden sunlight in the morning, she could clearly feel it.

Then, she saw an old man.

The old man's head of white hair, under the golden sunlight, looked extremely dazzling.

His skin was loose, his face wrinkled, his skin mottled with age, his eyes as cloudy as water in a muddy pit.

This was an old man who would retch at a glance from Chen Yu'er when she woke up. He looked to be at least eighty-eight years old.

But this old man was with her.

It was like an octopus on the verge of death, weak and entangled in her.

"Ah!

After looking back at the old man for exactly three minutes, Chen Yu'er finally understood what he had done to her.

Screaming miserably, she suddenly used her full strength to push the old man out of the way with her backhand.

Like a piece of paper, the old man fell onto the grass.

Chen Yu'er couldn't care less about the pain in her body. After she got up from the big rock, she picked up a rock, raised it high, and viciously smashed it down on the old man's white hair.

The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.

But then it dimmed.

It was like a car with its lights cut off.

The corner of his mouth revealed a hint of gratification — it was actually gratification?

It looked like he'd wanted to die a long time ago.

However, Chen Yu'er's wrist was shaking so badly that every cell of her body was sore. The rock that could smash the old man's head into pieces like a watermelon had lost its aim, grazed his ear, and then fell heavily onto the ground.

Chen Yu'er had gone crazy. Her voice was hoarse as she screamed and kicked the old man in the ribs.

The old man was as still as mud. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Die, you die!" "You beast, you old villain!"

Chen Yu'er simply knelt down heavily on the ground, picked up the rock with both hands again, and lifted it up high.

This time, she wouldn't miss.

This time, she wanted to smash the old man's head into pieces!

She … just as she was about to raise her hand, she suddenly heard a mournful cry resounding in her ears.

This laughter was like a woman's cry that could only be made when she was struggling in the raging flames.

It didn't look like it.

This was because the women who were buried in the sea of flames would only scream miserably, they would not be filled with rage.

What made Chen Yu'er's delicate body tremble even more was that in her dreams before she woke up, she seemed to have heard her crying out like that.

However, at that time, there was no anger within the cry. There was only a mournful evil and complacency.

What was going on?

Chen Yu'er turned her head abruptly.

The Hidden Dragon River was whimpering, and a ghastly wind seemed to be blowing rapidly from afar, following the surface of the river.

That angry scream was getting closer and closer, moving against the wind.

Chen Yu'er was terrified of the scream. She instinctively stood up, her delicate body trembling as she looked around.

Then, she saw a snake.

Was it a snake?

No, it should be a python.

His head, which was the size of a thermos, rose from the weeds in front of the boulder. It opened its mouth and spat out a scarlet tongue.

Chen Yu'er was scared stiff as she stared at the python with eyes that seemed to be filled with pain.

It was at this moment that the old man, who had made her feel disgusted, said hoarsely, "Smash, smash it to death!"

Without even thinking about it, Chen Yu'er used all the strength she had in her body to smash the python's head.

This time, she did not fail.1

Bang!

The stone, which was bigger than the head of a python and had many corners, ruthlessly smashed on the python's head. Immediately, its brain matter burst out.

Chen Yu'er didn't pause even for a second after throwing the stone. She turned around and ran towards the east.

To the east was the place where the sun rose.

The golden sunlight was brimming with vitality, giving her an instinctive sense of security.

Chen Yu'er ran very fast, her black hair fluttering in the wind.

She didn't dare look back.

As if, as long as he turned around, that terrifying black python would open its bloody mouth and pounce over.

Thus, she could not see that the old man who had tainted her the entire night and was about to die of exhaustion, had suddenly started trembling as if he had been electrocuted.

The old man shivered for at least half a minute before calming down.

If Chen Yu'er were to look, she would see that the old man's eyes were gradually lighting up.

But … it was flashing with an incomparably sinister, devilish light.

The wrinkles on his face also miraculously disappeared.

Old spots, thin snow met the sun, gradually by the smooth skin, melted.

His white hair was beginning to turn silver, gray, and dark gray.

Chen Yu'er didn't see any of this. All she knew was that she had to run as fast as she could.

She saw a bridge.

The bridge was on the verge of collapse, but it was enough for her to bounce like a fawn and charge forward.

In front of him, several black sedans were rapidly approaching.

After seeing the cars, Chen Yu'er's energy dissipated. She fell into the weeds, but kept waving her right hand and crying for help in a hoarse voice.

Actually, she didn't need to do so as the people in the cars also saw her.

With a creaking sound, the car in front stopped. Two female bodyguards wearing black tights jumped off the car and ran over. They pointed their guns at her and asked loudly, "Who are you? "Answer, or we'll shoot!"

Anyone who encountered such a situation would instinctively answer, "I … I am Chen Yu'er!"

"Chen Yu'er? You're the Chen Yu'er Master Empty was talking about? "

Before the two bodyguards could say anything, a young woman wearing a white sports coat appeared in Chen Yu'er's line of sight. She had an anxious look on her face as she asked, "Chen Yu'er, where's Lee Nanfang?"

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