"My child, you haven't told me whose child you are!"

Ding Xiaoyi originally thought that this old man's strength was extraordinary, but now that he has truly entered the disaster spirit level, it is even more difficult to predict.

At this time, he asked about his identity, and Ding Xiaoyi didn't know what his intention was.

But in the blink of an eye, Ding Xiaoyi had already thought of his words.

"Senior, my name is Ding Xiaoyi, and I study under Chen Xinghe!"

After listening to Ding Xiaoyi's words, the old man's eyes flashed with sparkle, and he looked at Ding Xiaoyi carefully inside and out.

For a moment, he felt like he was being seen inside and out.

However, he did not feel guilty because he did not lie. He was indeed Mr. Chen's disciple and learned psychic skills from him.

"So that's it!"

The old man nodded and looked at Ding Xiaoyi with a more cordial look.

"Speaking of which, we were once comrades-in-arms, old men from the same era, and he lived a much more chic life than I did!"

Ding Xiaoyi was surprised, but thought it was natural.

At this time, the old man suddenly put his hand into his abdomen, and his fingers were like sharp blades, slicing open the abdomen, and then he pushed it in and broke it off!

"Click!"

A golden rib was suddenly pulled out from the old man's abdomen.

As the ribs were pulled out, the old man's entire body became much more relaxed.

"Chen Xinghe has better luck than me. He has found a good apprentice. If you hold this rib, it may be able to help you when you attack the disaster spirit!"

The ribs are as bright as gold, and if you look carefully, there are strange streams of light flashing on them.

Ding Xiaoyi could even feel that most of the old man's power essence was stored in this rib.

My heart was moved for a moment.

"Senior, this gift is too heavy!"

What a great opportunity it is to become a disaster spirit, but at this moment, the old man condensed all his essence and all the insights he gained when he entered the disaster spirit level on this rib.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the opportunity to become a disaster spirit.

But this rib is also the old man's life.

This gift was so heavy that it made Ding Xiaoyi feel hot to the touch.

"Take it, I have been a soldier all my life, my wife died in childbirth, and my son also died when he became a police detective and hunted down gangsters. I have left nothing behind, just this bone.

Since you are Chen Xinghe's disciple, you should know that people of our generation don't expect anything.

I just hope that you guys can support us one by one and don't suffer the same hardships we have suffered."

As he spoke, the old man pushed the bone into his arms.

For a moment, Ding Xiaoyi felt mixed feelings in his heart as he looked at the old man's gradually disintegrating body.

"Take this and return it to the union!"

The spirit box was brought to Ding Xiaoyi by the old man.

He took a deep breath and looked up at the falling snowflakes in the sky. In a trance, the stars were twinkling above his head.

It was like his former comrade-in-arms was silently waiting for him in the sky.

"Squad leader, Xiao Li, Wang Lu...I'm here!"

Familiar names and familiar smiles gradually became clear in the old man's moist eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!