Chapter 19 Warning

"Well, maybe what you said makes sense, but I still don't want him to follow my old way. The greater the strength, the greater the responsibility, and the heavier the burden!" Chen Ji's grandfather sighed and turned his face away: "But young man, you should pay more attention to the injury on your body. Don't use internal qi. Otherwise, no one can save you!"

Pan Hongsheng nodded: "I know... There is no better way now. At first, I was scared to death, but over time, I also thought of it. Let him go!" There is always a solution!"

"This kind of skill in you is to absorb the dirty air between heaven and earth into your body, so it can last and suppress your inner qi lifeline. I have three pills here that can lock the turbid air in your body, but remember, it can only last for 20 minutes! Now you have poor internal qi, especially dangerous. This elixir has no great effect, but I think it may help you at the critical moment.

Pan Hongsheng's heart was hot: "Thank you, juniors, for your care! It's just that I still don't know your surname..."

"Ha ha, what's my name? It doesn't matter who Zeng Jin is anymore. Now I'm just a bad old man who fell on the sickbed..." Chen Ji's grandfather shook his head with a smile: "See your old man, don't mention me, and don't tell anyone about what you've seen me. I'm old... I just want to take my children and grandchildren. It's a birthday in a few days, do you understand?"

"I will follow the teachings of my predecessors!" Pan Hongsheng took the elixir and bowed and was about to go out, but he was stopped by the other party: "Wait!"

Chen Ji's grandfather suddenly rushed to him in a few steps, and his body was like a ghost! Before he could react, he was torn open from his arm by the other party's palm, leaving a shallow blood mouth!

"Dragon claw hand?" Pan Hongsheng's face changed: "Senior, you are..."

I saw that Chen Ji's grandfather's fingernails were scary, and one of them had his own blood stains.

The old man's physical speed is faster than all the enemies he met! It was an indescribable speed. In a trance, he seemed to see a long golden light approaching him, and he was scratched in an instant. It was an incredible speed!

What made him even more stunned was that Grandpa Chen Ji actually put his bloody fingers in his mouth. What's wrong with his mouth? He seemed to be tasting the taste of his blood! He was surprised and angry: "Senior, what the hell are you doing?"

"Um, sure enough, only pure Xuanyuan bloodline can resist such a dirty attack!" Chenji's grandfather smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I just want to verify one thing. There is no malice."

These seniors have a strange temper. Pan Hongsheng heard the old man say in the village. The more he has been famous for a long time, not only the masters of the world who are good at skills and have unique skills. The more they behave differently from ordinary people, and the way they think about things is more straightforward.

"You also said that kind of mysterious thing?" Pan Hongsheng was a little surprised: "The guys of the Black Fire Religion in Northern Xinjiang seem to say the same. They didn't come to revenge when I killed their master, and they said that I was the one selected by the scepter..."

"The scepter of the authentic Xuanyuan clan in China!" Chen Ji's grandfather widened his eyes in surprise: "Isn't that what you're talking about? In your hands? Did it choose you? You're not kidding, are you?"

"I don't know, because I'm not sure whether the other party is kidding me..." Pan Hongsheng smiled bitterly: "But it seems that the other party is serious to put aside the hatred of his brother."

"Did you kill, the person of the Black Fire Sect?" The old man shivered: "Is this true?!"

"Yes, the leader was stabbed to death by me..." Pan Hongsheng said that he felt that he had a little big tongue here: Although the other party is also a person with a badge, he can't be determined to be his own person.

Although the other party seems to have always claimed that he was an old comrade-in-arms in the trenches of the old man, it was still a little abrupt to put these things together.

"This is a last resort..." Pan Hongsheng tried to make a short story. He had not fully confirmed the identity of the other party. In his opinion, the less he said, the better.

"Ha ha, since you don't want to say more, I won't ask more." Chen Ji's grandfather suddenly respected Pan Hongsheng a lot. Who dares to underestimate the master of the Black Fire?

Even he himself is not sure of ten times!

"However, there are some things I have to tell you..." Chen Ji's grandfather said very seriously, "If you can, try not to have too much relationship with those bigots of the Black Fire Religion. If you really have a relationship, you have to tighten your nerves all the time!" Those people are cruel and inhumane. They won't consider any morality and worldly wisdom. You will never guess what they will do next..."

"Thank you, senior..." Pan Hongsheng couldn't help thinking secretly: You are cruel enough. You were chatting with me politely a second ago, and suddenly pulled off a piece of meat from me and tasted my blood...

Even these old monsters say that the people of the Black Fire Sect behave obediently, which made Pan Hongsheng a little afraid. I don't hesitate to mix green beans and don't put in oil and salt, but I'm afraid that these two hundred and five will take my friends again!

When Pan Hongsheng walked out of Chen Ji's house, it was already dark.

I don't know why the storm suddenly blew, and the leaves were swept by the strong wind and smashed in front of Pan Hongsheng's car window. The crackling sound made people chill: Is this going to hang a typhoon?

The answer was finally revealed a few minutes later, and the sky turned into a dim earthy yellow in an instant - a sandstorm came!

Because too many trees were cut down in the nearby area and many high mountains were artificially filled in the land, these previously impossible phenomena reappeared in the capital.

Pan Hongsheng saw that he couldn't see the road ahead clearly, so he had to stop in front of the car and turned on the car radio to listen to the news and smoke a cigarette to relieve his boredom.

Through the window, you can see that the outside seems to have become another world. In the strong wind mixed with yellow sand and mud, pedestrians rushed into the nearby commercial buildings like flies, and the crowded road became empty in a blink of an eye.

"Hello, this is the Voice of Yanjing 8.86. Now everyone, like me, may not be trapped in the unit. There are thousands of miles of yellow sand outside..."

"Cock." Pan Hongsheng impatiently changed his platform: Huangsha Wanli... Do you still need to talk about it? Can't I see it? Add blockage!

"News SMS, the sandstorm hit our city again, and the leaders of the Municipal Party Committee attach great importance to it..."

"Kka." Pan Hongsheng changed more resolutely this time, and his movements were more sonorous and powerful.

After changing more than a dozen sets, there was finally a song playing intermittently. Although Pan Hongsheng had a car computer in his car, he didn't bother to search and open hundreds of songs in his favorites.

"Black Fire Religion..." Pan Hongsheng, who was bored in the car, sent several text messages to the flower demon one after another to emphasize safety and protection matters; the words of this unknown predecessor made him a little uneasy.