Chapter 585

Idleness looked at John with a surprised expression. After a long time, he only looked at John with bursts of guilty heart, that is, his whole body began to sweat out. Then he finally touched his bald head with doubt and murmured.

"How is this possible?"

John was greatly relieved by his question.

In fact, John was really nervous because he saw that he was definitely not an ordinary person to waste this goods.

Moreover, the goods are still bald. Although at present, they haven't done too evil, God knows what will happen later.

Anyway, in John's feeling, bald head means it's hard to mess with!

Don't you see, in those blockbusters made in Western Hollywood, most of the tough guys appear in the image of bald heads, which is called violence.

Although John is a practitioner, he also has his own hobbies, and watching movies is one of his hobbies.

So in his mind, he has a special feeling for bald head.

The performance of wasting just now undoubtedly put a weight on his thought that he had a certain tendency.

Because each one has a Yijiao with a weight of one kilogram, wasting is actually lifting weights. If you pick it up easily, well, this can also be explained by the greater wasted strength.

The burning temperature on the Yi corner, but what's the matter?

If it wasn't for the palm, the scorched scars were still there. If it wasn't for the nose, you could still smell the aroma of barbecue. John even felt that what he had just seen was an illusion.

Moreover, if you are an ordinary person, how can you get into this sea of fire?

How can you suddenly appear here without any awareness?

Therefore, after thinking a lot, he had his own inference. The bald brother in front of him was definitely the existence of a super ox fork.

And he spoke Chinese again, so a message immediately appeared in his mind.

Is he a cultivator in the east?

John's heart trembled at the thought.

A very long memory was instantly reflected in his heart.

When he was very young and his grandfather was still alive, he once told him a story.

At that time, old John stroked the empty long sleeve on his right with his only remaining hand. The deep wrinkles on his face were like the sea of fear.

In the old turbid eyes, there is a terrible fear and fear.

Even the voice brings an unspeakable regret and annoyance.

"Little John, do you know how grandpa lost his hand?"

Of course John shook his head and looked at grandpa with an ignorant face.

Old John did not sell off, but said after a slight sigh: "that was many years ago, Grandpa went to a mysterious and ancient country. That country is also the only country in the world inherited by an ancient civilization. However, in that country, there are countless wealth and exciting treasures."

At this point, the fear in his eyes faded a little, revealing a touch of excitement.

"Those treasures are really beautiful. People admire the complexity of their craft and the excellence of their art, which are beyond imagination. Moreover, the dignified breath precipitated by their years also makes people want to take them as their own."

He seems to recall the original years, full of infinite longing.

Little John's curiosity was immediately aroused by his grandfather. Moreover, the little guy's brain turned very fast, but he quickly picked up a jade pendant hanging around his neck and handed it to old John.

"Grandpa, is that such a thing?"

Old John took the jade pendant he handed over and gently rubbed it with his rough palm, with a touch of tenderness in his eyes.

"Yes, that's it, baby."

Little John jumped up with joy: "Grandpa, so many babies in our family came from that place. When I grow up, I will go with grandpa to get some!"

Old John's body immediately shook, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

"Little John, that place, never go, never go!"

"Why? Grandpa. " Little John looked at Grandpa suspiciously and asked.

Old John was silent for a moment and finally said, "Little John, because in that country, there are a group of powerful people you can't imagine. All of them can fly in the sky. Moreover, they are obviously far away from you, but the weapons in their hands can come in an instant and take your life. They don't even need time to cast spells."

His eyes twinkled with pain. Originally, he stroked the hand with the empty sleeve, but now he grabbed the empty sleeve fiercely.

"Are they better than the bishop?" Little John looked at Grandpa puzzled and asked in a childish voice.

"Little John, grandpa is the cardinal, but grandpa can't beat them at all. Moreover, if they wanted grandpa's life at that time, grandpa didn't have only this hand."

Old John said slowly, with a touch of astringent bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

Little John was stunned. He looked at grandpa in surprise. He still remembered that scene until now.

Moreover, until now, he suddenly understood why grandpa said that and was so afraid.

In front of him, the bald brother is only in his early twenties, but even he can't see his depth.

Through the performance just now, it shows that he is better than himself.

Especially at this time, if he wants to kill himself, it's really easy.

Therefore, the cold sweat immediately flowed down from John, but in a moment, it had made him sweat dripping.

Knowing that his life and death is only a wasted thought, all John's confidence and reliance have disappeared in an instant.

Instead, he smiled humbly and humbly: "Sir, you didn't see the scene just now. That monster destroyed itself and wanted to hurt people. Although this pair of Yi horns were left, it should have been burned to ashes by the raging fire, so as soon as you touch it, it will turn into nothingness."

In fact, this is full of loopholes, but judging from the current situation, this explanation is the most reliable.

And John thinks more.

He knew that he had no self-protection ability at the moment, and life and death were only between idling and turning his hands, so he was afraid of idling and doubting him. Therefore, he had to explain why he didn't understand.

Fortunately, however, he seemed to believe what he said. He touched his bald head and thought for a moment. Then he sighed, looked at him and asked, "by the way, I have a question I don't understand. Why did you come to this place?"

His wasted eyes seem to be casual, but in fact, this problem is his purpose.

He came to the gate of hell to condense the fire of hell, but John is a westerner. The energy in his body is borrowed. What is he doing here?

Could it be that in this sea of fire, there are secrets you don't know?