Lan Yutang's face was indifferent.

After a catastrophe that hovered between life and death, he was no longer afraid of anything.

A person who is not even afraid of death, what is there to be afraid of.

Therefore, he continued to hold his heavy head and walked forward, whether it was a god, a ghost, or a demon, as if he could not stop his progress.

However, he had not taken a few steps before he stumbled into the shadow that hung down from a high place, and made a dull pop.

He didn't even lift his head, he just turned around and continued in the other direction, completely oblivious to what he had just hit.

However, he had not taken more than three steps before the long figure stopped him.

Lan Yutang still didn't raise his head, just changed direction again and continued to move forward, but strangely, the figure still stopped in front of him.

He seems to have deliberately blocked Lan Yutang's way and deliberately found fault.

But Lan Yutang didn't seem to feel strange at all, looking at his expression, it seemed that it was normal to encounter this kind of thing, so he still didn't look up.

He just stopped, stuck the immortal jade flute around his waist, and then, twisting his wet sleeve vigorously, wringing out the water stored inside.

After the stagnant water was wrung out, he shook his sleeves vigorously a few times, and then, lowering his head, he said lazily to the shadow: "This friend, please let me pass."

After saying this, he thought that the black shadow would make way for him very wisely, but the strange thing was that the black figure still stood in front of him as if he had already made up his mind to trouble him, and did not move.

He didn't even mean to move.

He didn't move, didn't say a word, and didn't explain why he stopped him, just like a big black pillar in front of Lan Yutang.

Lan Yutang rolled up his wet sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his blistered and puffy muscles.

Then, hunched over, smiled bitterly at the black shadow, and said: This hero, this friend, this big brother, I don't know what you mean by this.

Actually, you should also see that I don't have any strength at all, if you want to trouble me, please change the day.

Although I am known as the immortal phoenix, although many people want to challenge me, but you look at my half-dead appearance now, even if Your Excellency defeats me, there must be no brilliance on your face.

If you feel itchy and want to fight, I think you chose the wrong person and the wrong time, because I don't even have the strength to get angry now.

If you want to rob, then I'm really sorry, although I also used to have the pride of spending a lot of money, but you look at my current appearance, I guess Hanako is richer than me.

Speaking of this, he even arched his hand at the shadow, and said politely: This hero, this hero, you should pity me, just do it, let me go first, even if you are here to fight with me, but you should let me rest for a while.

At this time, the figure suddenly stopped moving, and seemed to smile slightly at Lan Yutang, and said lightly: You left like this? Don't you even say the word "Xie"?

Hearing this, Lan Yutang seemed to feel very strange, and the heavy head that seemed to be filled with lead finally raised and looked at the black shadow who was speaking.

Then, to his surprise, at this moment, there was a middle-aged man standing in front of him.

This man is sharp and angular, about forty years old, perhaps because of the vicissitudes of life, and exudes a capable and tragic atmosphere.

The wrinkles in the corners of his eyes are full of calm softness, like the calm water surface under the sunset, and the faint waves are hidden in the softness, which may roll at any time.

Although he was dressed in a linen green coat, which was covered with traces of sludge and water stains, there was an indescribable arrogance and conceit in his gestures.

However, this pride is full of sorrow and misfortune, as if it has just experienced a catastrophe of life and death, full of sadness and parting.

Although this man hadn't shaved for a long time, and his face was covered with weeds and mud, he didn't look particularly downcast and decadent, exuding a compelling sense of loneliness.

Especially his eyes.

Although these eyes are not very large, they are very bright and beautiful.

It is a pair of sharp and intelligent eyes, strong and full of tenderness, as if they are sky blue, clear and clean, like a lake floating on the surface of algae, and the breeze passes by, and even ripples in layers.

Seeing this person, Lan Yutang was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly felt a familiar feeling from this man's body.

Although it was the first time he had seen this man, he always felt as if he had seen him somewhere, like a long-time friend of God, more like a loving father.

Although there was a heavy murderous aura hidden in his body, Lan Yutang clearly felt a soft and warm affinity from these murderous aura.

How do you say that feeling......

It's probably the so-called feeling of "meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land".

Lan Yutang finally showed a freehand smile, and then stretched out his white-soaked palm towards the man, and said, "Senior, hello, thank you."

The man also smiled, and a pair of steady and kind palms immediately surrounded his palms, and said, "Don't you ask, why do I want you to thank me?"

Lan Yutang didn't speak, he clearly felt a ...... from these hands

How to put it, it's like lying on the couch and soaking your feet in a basin of hot water after a long journey and a bumpy journey.

Warm and soft, just like the hands of the father and the mother of the mother, gently massaging the soles of his feet, relieving him of the long journey.

In this world, it seems that there is no more intimate and comfortable hand.

Lan Yutang smiled more freely.

At this moment, all his attention was completely immersed in the long-lost intimacy emanating from the person opposite, and said with a smile: Then why do you want me to thank you?

The man let go of his hand, retracted it into his sleeve, and then, folded it on top of each other, his expression was scattered and free, and even a little lazy and tranquil, and said:

Because I saved you. Did you know that when I found you, you were like a zombie that had been dead for hundreds of years, swollen and floating on the surface of the river, drifting with the current.

If I hadn't pulled you up from the river in time, then perhaps you would have fallen to pieces under the waterfall not far away, and you would have thanked me.

Hearing this, Lan Yutang bowed deeply at him, his expression was also faint and lazy, and then he yawned a long time and said:

Senior, thank you, although I would like to invite you to a glass of wine to thank you for saving my life, but, you see me like this, it's really a little unreasonable, saying that I will be kicked out by the second child in the store as a flower child, so, let's do it another day, now I really have to go, please let go.