Chapter 2642 The Mysterious Old Beggar
What Ye Wudao didn't expect was that Xu Ling'er's body turned translucent and became smaller and smaller.
Ling'er, what's wrong with you!
Ye Wudao was shocked and hugged Xu Ling'er tightly.
But Xu Ling'er's body had become completely transparent, and Ye Wudao hugged nothing.
Until the end, Xu Ling'er's body turned into a handkerchief.
All this happened so suddenly that Ye Wudao was dumbfounded.
He reached out to grab the handkerchief, but he never thought that a strand of hair would suddenly wrap around the handkerchief and float away.
That strand of hair... seemed to be the hair of the ancient gods found in the tiger cave today.
Ye Wudao roared: "Stop, stop right there!"
"No matter who you are, if you dare to touch my wife, you're dead!"
However, the strand of hair did not stop, but got faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, it rolled up the handkerchief and floated hundreds of meters away.
Bastard!
Ye Wudao's feet bounced and flew straight towards the hair.
As Ye Wudao chased, the hair became faster.
In fact, it was so fast that even Ye Wudao could not catch up.
Ye Wudao was shocked. You know, he was in the immortal demon realm, and his speed was the fastest in the world.
But the speed of the hair was faster than him... How powerful were the ancient gods that even the speed of the hair could beat him.
However, Ye Wudao would never give up.
He chased him all the way.
After chasing for five minutes, a ball of light gradually appeared in front of him.
Ye Wudao slowed down and looked alert.
It was definitely not normal to have a fire in the wilderness in the middle of the night.
When he got close to the fire, Ye Wudao was surprised to find that there was a figure next to the fire.
Ye Wudao observed carefully and found that it was an old man who looked like a beggar.
The old beggar was wearing ragged clothes, his face was full of wrinkles, his hair was unkempt, and he had only one tooth left in his mouth. He stared at the roast chicken with his eyes fixed on it, salivating.
In his right hand, he held a handkerchief.
That handkerchief was clearly the one left by Xu Ling'er.
Ling'er, it's Ling'er!
Could this old man be the hair?
Is this the true appearance of the ancient gods? It's too shabby.
Ye Wudao hurriedly walked up.
When the old beggar saw Ye Wudao, a grim smile appeared on his lips.
When they got closer, Ye Wudao said, "Senior, where did you get the handkerchief in your hand?"
The old beggar looked up and glanced at Ye Wudao, then continued to grill the chicken and said, "This originally belonged to me, where did it come from?"
Ye Wudao said, "Senior, this is the handkerchief of my wife Xu Ling'er. May I ask if you have seen my wife?"
The old beggar said, "Your wife? Is her name Xu Ling'er?"
Ye Wudao was very excited: "Yes, it is Xu Ling'er. Old senior, please tell me where my wife Xu Ling'er is."
Old The beggar chuckled: "I don't know where your wife is either."
Ye Wudao looked helpless: "Old senior, you must know the whereabouts of my wife Xu Ling'er, otherwise how do you know my wife's name is Xu Ling'er?"
"Also, this handkerchief is really my wife's. Where did you get this handkerchief?"
The old beggar thought for a moment, tore off a chicken leg from the roast chicken, and threw it to Ye Wudao: "Here, this chicken leg is for you."
Looking at the old beggar's dirty hands and yellow teeth covered with tartar, Ye Wudao felt disgusted and didn't want to eat.
The old beggar said: "If you want to know the whereabouts of your wife Xu Ling'er, just listen to me and eat."
For his wife Xu Ling'er, Ye Wudao could only resist the nausea, took a bite of the chicken leg, and chewed hard.
"Old senior, can you tell me the whereabouts of my wife Xu Ling'er now?"
The old beggar: "Sit down and talk."
Ye Wudao sat down quickly.
The old beggar said solemnly: "I really don't know where your wife Xu Ling'er is."
