Everyone is sure of their attitude. The person who posted the post by the old Taoist priest either owes the old Taoist priest the old Taoist priest or is kind. Even if there is no contact, it is to make a name for itself. The only one who has the greatest reputation in recent times is Leng Xiaobai.

Help him, and with the nomination of the old Taoist priest, it would not be a big problem to become famous.

Mr. Qingshan stood at the door, looking at the ten landlords. He didn't hear any news before this. In this case, it was not easy to solve all the senior officials of those people. Even the old Taoist priest he knew did not have the ability. I think this matter had been arranged a long time ago.

After the post appears, even if those people don’t know what it is for, they shouldn’t be fools. They should also guess that the appearance of this post is not as simple as it seems, and behind this is someone planning something, something they don’t know yet.

"Don't guess there, isn't the result already obvious?"

The old Taoist priest sitting in the dangerous pavilion said that even if he didn't go out, he could hear only eighteen people leaving, and two others did not leave, and one of the eighteen people who left sneaked back.

Mr. Qingshan himself did not think about leaving. He agreed to the old Taoist priest so happily before, but he did not really believe him. But under this kind of emotion, a person who is already in his twilight years and who will be exhausted will think so much about a person who has only met one side. He has some doubts about this person's identity.

The lay Buddhist Qingshan walked into the yard. The once majestic and somewhat inconspicuous back in the pavilion was completely hunched over at this time, no different from the little old men outside. He only saw that his eyebrows were not stretched out because of the previous events.

"You have any other requests to say it out. There is no need to hide it in your heart. This will not be of any benefit to your last body."

Qingshan layman Liu Shiping lives on Qingshan. He is one of the few people who know the address and is also a decent person. He will invite him to come forward for many major events in the world. Most of the favors left by the old Taoist priests are before they become famous. Only Liu Shiping knew him after he became famous.

"I have a lot to say, but I don't know where to start."

The old Taoist priest said sadly that one hand fell on Leng Xiaobai's shoulder, which also attracted Liu Shiping's attention. He had tested Leng Xiaobai's qi and blood veins before, and there was a slight difference from ordinary people. The only slight differences were not worthy of special attention.

At this time, when the old Taoist priests looked at him like this, Liu Shiping realized that he might have been a little careless just now, and pulled Leng Xiaobai's wrist again, and three fingers fell on his wrist, feeling the very subtle pulse beating.

Leng Xiaobai kept resisting, but he could not use all his strength to capture Liu Shiping's hand, and there was a sign of breaking free.

In order to make sure that he would not make any mistakes, Liu Shiping raised the old Taoist priest's arm again and felt his weaker pulse. After seeing the two of them, he completely lost his previous calmness after seeing this glance. He sat on the ground and shook his head in disbelief.

"This is impossible, how can you two?"

Liu Shiping took out his three-inch dagger from his arms and slashed it on his left palm. The blood fell to the ground along the palm lines. No matter who it was, the blood was the same.

There is a bloody smell, and there is a faint fragrance in the bloody smell that is made of. This is something that only people can have. In addition to the fragrance, there is also a very disgusting odor. The smell is also something that only people can have. It looks a bit contradictory. If you think about it carefully, this should be like this.

"There is nothing impossible. The fact itself is like this. Cannibals are not legends, but real existence. They are powerful races but also pathetic races. They have very strong reproductive ability and ability to fight against the world. The scorching heat and severe winter cannot have any impact on them, and they will survive for hundreds of years."

The old Taoist priest suddenly spoke, saying that he was unheard of cannibalism. Even Leng Xiaobai had only heard of it not long ago. At the beginning, he was a little suspicious that General Manager Cao would not lie, and things were always a bit unbelievable. If you want others to believe it, you can't be a one-sided statement, and there must be evidence that you can't beat it.

"The cannibals are no different from a normal person in appearance. The difference is that when they see the same race, they will not be able to control themselves, and those aliens will also attack with hostility. It took me decades to realize that tranquility can calm the heart. This is the best way. People live, and the heart is also live. It is not that easy to calm down."

The old Taoist priest stood up, walked to Leng Xiaobai, helped him to the dangerous pavilion, let him lie on the ground, and gave him a blood-red pill.

"That island can no longer appear again, and the secrets about that island can't appear again. There are no powerful martial arts secrets. The cannibals are just strong in their bodies. Their biggest disadvantage is that they kill each other. They regard their kindness as their own food. They will not let anyone go except their children and those who are with them. They will only wake up for a short time when they die. If there is no interference from others during this period, they will have a chance to bury themselves."

Leng Xiaobai, who was forced to take the pills by the old Taoist priest, could not move all over his body, and he could not speak even if he could contact the outside world. The only thing he could get in touch with was the eyes that were staring to the biggest, and those ears that were not big.

The old Taoist priest said many similarities with what General Manager Cao and he said. It is precisely these similarities that he could not believe that there would be problems with his bloodline. More importantly, what the person in front of him said and what he showed, he admitted his identity.

Leng Xiaobai is afraid of death, so he doesn't want to die, nor dares to think about what kind of death he will say goodbye to the world in the end. Now he is going to be eaten bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit

"Don't worry, I've been a person for a long time and I'm not interested in your flesh at all. You should know that I'm very rational now by looking at my eyes."

The old Taoist priest walked up to Leng Xiaobai and looked at his eyes. Even so, it did not relieve Leng Xiaobai.

"Since I know that you are demons, I can't stand by and watch. Do you have any last words to say? I will give you two a pleasure in the future."

Liu Shiping, the most decent lay Buddhist in the world, said this, but did not make the old Taoist priest feel something wrong. Instead, he felt that his current appearance should be the most normal manifestation. If he was a little slower, he would not be the way a person like him should have.
Chapter completed!