The Magnificent God of War

where are they?

The old naughty boy kept repeating this sentence, like an old machine that was powered off and turned on again.

Sanity is a bit unclear.

Jiang Ning stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Senior? Senior!"

After shouting twice, the old naughty boy stopped and his eyes gradually recovered.

"What happened to me just now?"

"You seem to be in a strange state."

Jiangning Road.

He didn't know what the old naughty boy had gone through, and what was special about the coffin for the old naughty boy.

The current state of the old naughty boy is very bad, and his memory is intermittent. I am afraid that there is even a part that overlaps and looks very messy. The most urgent thing is to let him rest well and completely recover from his injury.

"You should take a good rest and think about it when you recover."

Jiang Ning glanced at the old naughty boy.

The old naughty boy rarely refuted, nodded, and lay down again, but obviously, his eyes were still muddy and looked a little confused.

The injury is not light.

Although there is nothing wrong with the inspection, the old naughty boy himself cannot be understood by conventional cognition.

If Jiang Ning guessed right, then the old naughty boy and Mr. Lang are not of their time at all.

Jiang Ning might have guessed which era they belonged to.

In this way, the old naughty boy is indeed very old, and there is no problem at all if the sixty-year-old man is a child.

It’s not uncommon for people from that era to live to this day. Even ordinary people have longevity over a hundred years old, but the body and spirit of the old urchins do not look like a hundred years old. .

On the contrary, just like middle-aged people, they are incomparably powerful!

Jiang Ning closed the door and went out. Several expert doctors were still waiting there, reporting the situation to him.

"Is it intended to serve the West Land closed dyed brush? Tell me about it."

"Mr. Jiang, the body of the old man is very strange."

These are among the best experts, and today they have brought the most cutting-edge scientific and technological instruments to help old urchins detect.

"His cells are extremely viable, comparable to middle-aged people,"

An expert said, "In layman's terms, his true age may be over a hundred years old, but his biological age is probably only thirty or forty years old. He is still a mature man. I have never seen such a person."

Several experts nodded.

This is of great scientific significance, but Jiang Ning didn't speak, they didn't dare to mess around.

"In other words, it is certain that he is over a hundred years old, but his physical condition is the same as that of a middle-aged person."

"Yes, it can be understood that way, this is the analysis we got from the data, the specific situation, and maybe there is something we can't understand, um, we can't understand it for the time being."

Jiang Ning listened carefully to this sentence.

He nodded: "I see, thank you guys, these things must be kept secret, so as not to cause unnecessary panic."

"Yes!"

When Jiang Ning has an order, they will be tight-lipped.

No information will be leaked out.

Jiang Ning stood there with a complicated expression on his face.

At this juncture, the appearance of people like the old naughty boy and Mr. Lang is probably not a good thing. The appearance of at least two people shows a problem.

The masters of that era, there must be many people left behind.

But where are they?

The memory of the old naughty boy is damaged, many things are unclear and messy, and it is probably not an easy task to recover.

What about Mr. Lang?

What did he want to do? He forced the old naughty boy to have nowhere to go, and what kind of road did he break the old naughty boy?

Everything is a mystery.

Jiang Ning rubbed his forehead.

"Professor Lu Jing, do you want to check it out?"

Huang Yuming didn't bother, but when he saw Jiang Ning rubbing his head, he opened his mouth, "He should have found something."

Last time, Lu Jing told Jiang Ning that the secret of Ji Dao Boxing Sheet, the maps of different latitudes, was itself a thing beyond recognition.