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The Gyatu Emperor Tu was captured like this, leaving behind three dumbfounded people.[]

The three of them didn't chase after him because they gave them the feeling that this is the ancestor of their family.

Afterwards, the three of them looked back at Zi Chen, with the intention of asking for help in their eyes.

"Maybe I've made a mistake. This is not an illusion, it seems to be a test." Zi Chen said in a deep voice after thinking about it seriously.

"Test, what test?" asked Jiatu Mingtu.

"I don't know. Let's wait and see."

The things here were indeed beyond his expectations. At this moment, Zi Chen's mind was recalling the opponent's move just now. Perhaps the three of them could not sense anything, and they felt that they had just been sealed with their strength and their combat power was greatly reduced.

But Zi Chen, who had learned close combat, knew very well that the strong man just now used the skills of physical combat and had already used his power very cleverly.

Even if both sides fight with energy, they will not have the power to resist.

"Where is this place?" Zi Chen was also full of curiosity about this area.

After waiting in place for about a quarter of an hour, a figure finally appeared in their sight.

Those were three people, three old men.

The three saints from the Jiatu family were stunned when they saw the three old men and looked at each other in disbelief.

"You know each other again?" Zi Chen asked.

The three nodded, looking very excited. Na Chittu said directly: "One of them is the direct ancestor of my lineage."

"How could this happen?" Zi Chen was stunned when he heard this.

The three of them walked over quickly. The clothes they were wearing were simple, and even one of them had patches.

After coming to the four, the three members of the Jiatu family quickly saluted.

Zi Chen was unaware of the situation and just stood there watching without saying a word.

The three old men did not go to see Zi Chen, but looked up and down at the three of them. The expression seemed to be looking at the animals waiting for transactions. The three of them looked scared and then looked away.

"It happens to be one for each person, who will choose first?" The old man who had a patch on his robe and seemed to have a bad life said first.

"Choose whatever you want, don't die." The second old man said lightly.

The third person nodded, and then they randomly selected the people closest to them and said, "Let's go!"

From beginning to end, none of the three old men went to see Zi Chen and completely ignored it.

When the three of them left, they all looked back and looked at Zi Chen, obviously still feeling very nervous.

"What to look at? I don't know if I can live tomorrow, and I still have the heart to care about others?" One of the old men said indifferently;.[When reading the latest chapter of this book, please go to $>>> Cotton__ Flower__ Candy__ Xiao__ Saying__ Website<<<$]

Listening to the other party's words proved that the other party could see Zi Chen and did ignore Zi Chen. And that sentence also contained extremely profound meaning, and he could not live tomorrow.

Is there any potential danger here?

Speaking of which, in such a place where strength is completely sealed, once it encounters danger, it must be a deadly danger.

But when he was just a little up, Zi Chen had no idea what he should do at this moment.

Waiting?

It seems that this is the only way.

But the village in front of me seemed to be like, only the houses were not seen, and what could I wait for when I continued to wait here?

Look around?

Zi Chen immediately gave up this idea.

There is nothing else here except these dilapidated houses, and it is obviously even more impossible to enter those houses.

It seems that there is only waiting.

Soon an hour passed, and the sun was about to set, and a chill rose in Zi Chen's heart for no reason.

The four people who left before were no longer visible at this moment, and even the house where Zi Chen could see the Jiatu Royal Tu walked into, there was no longer any sound of knocking on iron tools.

Seeing that it was getting dark and there was still no one else, Zi Chen was a little panicked.

Just as he was hesitating in his heart whether to look around, he saw an old man walking into the village from outside the village. His robe had many patches, his face was old and his face was full of wrinkles. His back was slightly hunched, and he was carrying a crane-mouthed pickaxe behind him. He was dragging his tired body step by step and walking towards the distance.

The other party did not notice Zi Chen and walked in another direction. It gave Zi Chen the feeling that this was an elderly man with poor family background and children living a very poor and hard life.

Although I kept reminding myself that this was deep in the star road and it was impossible for such a situation to happen. But everything in front of me was so real.

The tired eyes, the hunched back, and the wrinkles on the face were all so clearly visible.

After walking into the village and walking a hundred meters more, the old man seemed to notice something and turned his head to look here.

He saw Zi Chen, and Zi Chen was now looking at the first person who appeared after a long time. The two looked at each other and Zi Chen saw a pair of turbid and tired eyes.

The other party was like a real mortal old man, without the slightest mastery.

"Huh!" The other party noticed Zi Chen, looked up and down a few times, let out a surprise, and then walked towards this side.

The other party held the head of the crane-mouth pick with one hand and placed the other hand around his waist, and tied a gourd with a rope. I don’t know if it was wine or water in the gourd, but the other party opened the plug, raised the gourd with calluses, took a sip, and then smacked his lips with satisfaction.

Looking at the other person's expression, Zi Chen guessed that it should be wine. At the same time, he guessed that this was an old man who knew how to enjoy the suffering.

He didn't say anything, and looked at the other person quietly. The other person was very unfamiliar. He had never seen his soul suppressed, and he could not sense the breath on the other person's body.

The old man came to Zi Chen, looked up and down, then looked at the sky again, and said, "What a poor little guy, are you willing to follow me?"

Zi Chen nodded immediately without hesitation, as if this was his only choice.

According to the old man from the Jiatu family, it seems that there is a certain danger here, which cannot be encountered during the day, or may have appeared at night.

"Let's go." The old man turned around, held his tired body and walked towards the distance.

Zi Chen walked behind him, looking at the old man's appearance, and couldn't bear to say, "Old man, why don't I help you with this thing?"

"No need, it will be dark soon. We have to speed up." The old man said without looking back, but the speed was not very fast, which made Zi Chen more and more puzzled.

During this period, Zi Chen passed by the houses and found that the doors were all closed. Occasionally, he could hear the sounds in the houses, which showed that there were people inside.

The old man's residence is relatively back. This is a wooden house, and it is very dilapidated. Looking at the old man's clothes, Zi Chen can guess that the other person's life is not satisfactory, and it is normal to have such a residence that can only block the wind and not the rain.

When he walked into the room, the old man put down the crane-mouth pick against the wall. Zi Chen walked in and did not surprisingly see some decent furniture.

"It's dark, close the door!" The old man spoke again. This was the second sentence he said to Zi Chen.

Zi Chen nodded and took the opportunity to bring the door with him. But after his hand fell on the door, the expression on his face changed significantly.

It seemed as if in front of him was not a wooden door, but an iron door, extremely thick.

But even the Iron Gate, Zi Chen, who has a holy-level body, should be able to easily push it. Even if it is a mountain, Zi Chen can still move it.

But if he kept increasing his strength, the wooden door remained motionless.

"how so?"

Zi Chen could feel that his energy was sealed, but his holy-level body was still there. The power he used was many thousand times stronger than that of a mortal, but he still couldn't shake the wooden door at all.

It was not until his hands exerted force that the wooden door trembled gently, and then slowly moved.

And every slight movement, Zi Chen consumes a lot of power.

At this moment, the old man stood behind Zi Chen, watching Zi Chen's turbid and tired eyes after he closed the door with all his might.

The door was closed, but Zi Chen was so tired that he almost collapsed. He leaned against the wooden door and slowly sat down, constantly panting, sweating profusely.

Just closing one door is harder than fighting the Holy King.

The room was pitch black, and only Zi Chen's rapid breathing could be heard.

Afterwards, an oil lamp released a dim light, which made some light in the room, but the light was too weak.

Zi Chen's hand flashed and he took out a night pearl. The bead released a bright light, illuminating the whole room.

It has to be said that in such a dilapidated house, a night pearl appeared inconsistent with the environment here.

The old man glanced at Ye Mingzhu and said nothing.

"Old man, what's going on?" Zi Chen asked in confusion by putting Ye Mingzhu on the wooden table.

"I'll go cook first. I'm tired for a day, and I'll talk about it after I finish eating." After the old man said that, he walked into a side room, which seemed to be the kitchen.

"Sir, I have some food here, so I don't need to make it."

While talking, Zi Chen took out some good food, which were all from the space ring.

But he soon noticed some problems. The soul perception here has been blocked. Logically, it seems that he can't take out anything. But he has taken it out now, and it's very relaxed.

But just when Zi Chen tried to put these things back, he realized that he could not put them back. In other words, after the things reached this world, they could not go back.

If you can't go back, you can't go back. Zi Chen didn't feel sorry for her. She just had some food and a night pearl, and it was nothing to stay here. What's more, the old man took him in.

"If you want to eat, you can eat it yourself."

The old man walked into the kitchen and took out two bowls of porridge-like things after a moment, and the color was dark and there was no appetite at all.

Zi Chen politely declined and took out the previous food and handed it to the old man, but the other party refused.

Afterwards, Zi Chen ate his own food, shining with all kinds of light and fluctuations in various spiritual power, which was like delicacies. The old man drank the two bowls of black porridge, and then took another sip of the wine in the gourd, which seemed very satisfied.

After packing up the dishes and ignoring Zi Chen's stall, he threw Zi Chen a more ragged piece of clothing and said, "I'm sleepy today. If you want to know what to tell you tomorrow. The place here is small, so just sleep on the ground alive."

After saying that, the old man went back to the inner room to sleep.

Under normal circumstances, Zi Chen, who would not sleep for decades or even hundreds of years, suddenly felt very sleepy. He took out a comfortable bedding from the spiritual ring and fell asleep on the ground.

That night, I heard the sound of the wind faintly.

Zi Chen woke up the next day, stunned!
Chapter completed!