Chapter 1424 The Black Turtle Boy Who Is About to Die of Old Age

Meng Hao was completely stunned. The public area of ​​Wanjielou Shopping Mall is not allowed to use any spells, and his walking strength is almost the same as that of ordinary people.

Maybe it was because he walked in a hurry, but the impact force he brought was only one or two hundred catties at most.

He believed that this force could knock a person to the ground, but he absolutely did not believe that it could knock a person to the ground and roll three feet.

"Does anyone still dare to touch porcelain in Wanjielou?"

Meng Hao looked strange, and walked towards the figure lying on the ground that was constantly 'twitching'.

He would like to see what this existence, which seems to be a black turtle spirit, wants to do.

"I bumped into a fairy, I bumped into a fairy, I bumped into a fairy..."

Meng Hao walked over, only to hear a slightly trembling and murmuring sound from the figure lying on the ground with the blame on his back. His body was not twitching, but trembling with fright.

Hearing the murmur of the figure on the ground, and the two trembling hands hiding under the black pot, one of them holding a kitchen knife, making a slight sound of metal impact, Meng Hao's head was full of black lines, his heart was a little speechless, and the corners of his mouth were fierce. Twitching a few times, what a strange existence this lying on the ground is.

"I heard that turtle spirits are generally very timid."

Meng Hao sighed softly, shook his head slightly, and said, "My fellow daoist, I walked too hastily, and I am also responsible. You don't have to blame yourself, fellow daoist."

He knew very well that if he hadn't walked too hastily, the two of them wouldn't have bumped into each other.

Moreover, the 'black turtle spirit' on the ground is too timid, if he doesn't speak clearly, maybe this 'black turtle spirit' will scare himself to death by scaring himself.

"It has nothing to do with me?"

As soon as Meng Hao finished speaking, the figure under the scapegoat on the ground seemed to be equipped with an extremely oppressive spring, and stood up instantly. Moreover, he stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, his head held up proudly, his expression pretended to be relaxed, and his expression was light and calm. look.

It seemed that the trembling figure on the ground had nothing to do with him at all.

"Friend Daoist, are you alright?"

Meng Hao swallowed his saliva, his expression was a little dull, he hesitated and said.

The person in front of him will not be scared crazy by him!

After what he thought was the 'Black Turtle Spirit' stood up, Meng Hao discovered that it was a person, but this person's attire was too weird.

Just now he was trembling with fright, but the next moment, when he stood up, a dragon-like aura suddenly dissipated.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was wearing five or six pieces of leather clothes, wrapped like a rotten ball, with seven or eight kitchen knives hanging from his waist, and a big black pot on his back, perhaps Meng Hao could consider forgetting what happened under the black pot before.

However, under those five or six leather clothes, there was a white and clean man with a slightly fat body and pure and lively eyes. He looked like a well-behaved and innocent boy.

"It's okay,... fellow daoist, please rest assured, my defense is not bad."

Being called Daoist by the legendary immortal made the black turtle boy very excited, his face flushed, and he raised his head triumphantly, like a proud little rooster.

"I want to live forever, and one day I will become a fairy."

The black turtle boy shouted loudly to cheer himself up, as if to increase his confidence.

Obviously Meng Hao put a lot of pressure on him, which made him a little nervous.

He used to live in a remote mountain village,

Later, he was brought to the sect of cultivating immortals by a legendary immortal.

The black turtle boy has never felt that life is so full of fighting spirit, as if the road to eternal life has been opened to him.

In the end, there was a man named Xu Baocai who wanted to challenge him.

Cultivating immortals is cultivating immortals, why should they fight? This made the black turtle boy feel a serious sense of crisis.

For the safety of his own life, he began to practice crazily, defeating his first terrifying opponent on the road to immortality.

Who knew that right after he came out of the retreat, a mechanical and cold voice appeared in his mind.

At that time, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, for fear of being taken away.

I don't know how long it took for him to regain his composure. The reason why he recovered his composure was entirely because of the existence called Wanjielou, who could trade anything, even immortality.

After thinking for a long time, he made an important decision, took all his equipment, and entered the Wanjie Building that he yearned for so much.

He was careful all the way, checking his surroundings every step he took, but in the end he bumped into a 'fairy'.

Fortunately, this 'immortal' was more generous and did not pursue him.

Otherwise...he would definitely chop it with the two kitchen knives in his hand.

"Longevity? Longevity is easy in Wanjielou."

Meng Hao shook his head with a wry smile. He didn't know what was going on, but when he saw the boy in front of him, his gloomy mood improved a lot, as if this black turtle boy could bring joy to others.

This black tortoise boy not only has weird appearance and behavior, but even his ideals are weird.

With the development of Wanjie Building to the present level, there are not 10,000 kinds of commodities that satisfy longevity, but only seven or eight thousand kinds.

"Is it easy?"

Hearing this, the black turtle boy beamed with joy, and his chubby face couldn't conceal the joy in his heart.

"You know what? I'm dying of old age!"

The black turtle boy pointed to a white hair on the tip of his forehead, and said without tears, "My life... I... I..."

After saying it many times, the black turtle boy didn't have the courage to continue.

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, don't worry, Wanjielou has many life-extending products. If you have no value points, I can lend you some."

Seeing the miserable appearance of the black turtle boy, Meng Hao quickly comforted him.

Although he also lacks value points, it is still easy to lend some to the black turtle boy to buy some life-extending products.

"Really?"

Hearing the words, the black turtle boy looked at Meng Hao expectantly, for fear that Meng Hao would lie to him in order to comfort him.

Longevity is his goal in life. Who can understand the terrible feeling of losing his lifespan. He has been haggard a lot and lost a lot of weight.

Meng Hao looked at the cute and innocent eyes of the black turtle boy, and subconsciously nodded.

"Phew~ I don't know what kind of goods do I need to buy to make up for my lost one year of life?"

The black turtle boy heaved a sigh of relief, and the innocent smile returned to his face, and asked.

"The most suitable pill for you is the marrow washing pill. It not only cleanses the marrow, but also prolongs your lifespan. It's just a second-order pill."

Meng Hao suggested.

From the black turtle boy's attire, he knew that the boy in front of him might not be able to afford any high-level pills, so he made the most affordable suggestion.

"If you don't have a point of value, I can buy it for you first, and when you have a point of value, just return it to me."

Considering the self-esteem of the black turtle boy in front of him, Meng Hao thought for a while and added.

Commodities that don't need a hundred Ling Points are worthless to him, even if the black turtle boy doesn't pay back the value, he won't take it to heart.

"Thank you, fellow daoist, I want to take a look first, can you take me to see it, fellow daoist?"

The black turtle boy showed a well-behaved look, and bowed his fists.

"Okay~"

Meng Hao sighed lightly and nodded.

After the black turtle boy interrupted him, his urgent mood was relieved a lot, and he agreed to the black turtle boy's request without being in a hurry.

He could tell that it was the first time for this black turtle boy to enter the Ten Thousand Realms Building. Thinking of his uneasiness when he entered the Ten Thousand Realms Tower for the first time, Meng Hao still planned to help this black turtle boy.

The two were one behind the other, but after taking two steps, Meng Hao came to his senses, looked at the black turtle boy in surprise, hesitated, and said, "You just... said you lost money. One year of life?"

"yes!"

The black turtle boy said with a heartbroken face, as if this year's lifespan was his lifeblood.

"How long...how old are you this year?"

Meng Hao changed his words when he reached the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps the person in front of him looks like a teenager, but is actually an old man over a hundred years old.

I'm 15 today, and with a year lost, I'm 16. "

The black turtle boy said seriously.

Especially when it comes to the lost year of life, he looks like he is gnashing his teeth.

Meng Hao, "...".

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