I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 455
Tang San looks very small, but his steps are very steady, unlike ordinary children who walk wobbly.

He saw the man in black standing motionless at the head of the village, showing curiosity. Holy Soul Village is poor and remote, why would anyone come?
The black robe and the cloak covered his face, and his first impression was that this person was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Maybe it's just passing by."

He didn't look at it much, and continued to be melancholy about his own problems. For some reason, his Xuantian Kungfu had never been able to break through.

He tried many methods, but there was no breakthrough, so he could only continue to practice hard, hoping to overcome this bottleneck one day.

When he was thinking, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and he realized that the man in black appeared beside him, and he couldn't help being shocked.

"What's your name?"

Although he already knew, Chen Feng still had to ask, he couldn't just know each other out of nowhere.

"My name is Tang San, what's the matter, uncle?" Tang San restrained himself and asked curiously.

"how old are you?"

The corner of Chen Feng's mouth twitched slightly. In his previous world, the protagonists were basically adults, and even if they weren't, they were still in their teens.

This is the first time I have met the protagonist who looks like a little kid. Apart from his own luck and talent, the value is not much.

"Five and a half years old, almost six years old."

Tang San replied subconsciously, then realized something was wrong, why did this person ask his name as soon as he came?

The soul of an adult makes him more vigilant. Even though many people may ask about their age when they meet a child, it is not suitable for a person covered in black robes.

Sensing Tang San's vigilance, Chen Feng smiled faintly, and lifted the cloak, revealing a young face.

Tang San glanced at Chen Feng in surprise, he was very young and handsome, only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Chen Feng was reborn after being struck by lightning in the world of cultivating immortals, and his appearance remained at the age of sixteen or seventeen. Even after returning, he used illusion to cover up some changes.

What he showed at this moment was his real appearance.

"Hello, my name is Chen Feng. You can call me Big Brother Chen. Of course, you can continue to call me Uncle."

Chen Feng said with a smile, he still wanted to take a hammer from this little guy.

"Uncle Chen, what's the matter?"

Tang San still chose to call him uncle.

"I heard that there is a blacksmith in your village, can you take me there? I want to make something."

Chen Feng smiled, and didn't mind that Tang San still called him uncle. His actual age was still relatively old, already over a hundred years old.

Moreover, with an immortal body, he doesn't have much feeling for age.

"Oh, do you want to blacksmith? My father is a blacksmith."

Tang San's eyes lit up, there was a blacksmith, but it was a good business, he believed that Chen Feng would be more generous than the people in the village.

But... why did he find his father, a very ordinary blacksmith, who was relatively lazy and had a bad reputation.

Thinking of his father's situation, Tang San felt strange, but there was nothing unusual on his face, and he said with a smile: "Uncle Chen, come with me."

Chen Feng nodded, followed behind Tang San, who was less than his waist height, and drew the first red envelope.

"Ding, congratulations on winning the Xuan Tian Kung Fu."

The reminder in his ear made Chen Feng shake his head slightly, "Xuantian Kung Fu, it's not a bad internal skill, but it's a pity that it doesn't work much for him.

All he wanted was a hammer.

"He's only five and a half years old, and he hasn't awakened his martial spirit yet, so it's probably hard to win. If you try it from his father, you can draw a big hammer."

Chen Feng thought to himself, but thinking of Tang Hao's strength, his brows twitched.

That guy is a monster-level genius. Although he is not as good as his son, he is still the protagonist of the previous era.

This person broke through level 44 at the age of 95 and became the youngest titled Douluo in the Douluo Continent. He possessed the world's first Wuhun Haotian Hammer. There are three level [-] Title Douluo in the hall.

Although this battle also caused him to be seriously injured, the enemy was even more miserable. One died on the spot, the other was seriously injured, and the other died.

If it weren't for the serious injury at this moment, he would be a little weak, and he would definitely not come to strike iron.

After all, if the opponent's strength is all there is, don't beat him too easily.

The two soon came to the village, the three dilapidated earthen houses looked desolate, and it could be seen how poor Tang San and his son lived these years.

Do you give up on yourself?

Chen Feng secretly sighed in his heart, his wife was killed, he was half useless, and the enemy was the Wuhun Palace, there was no hope of revenge, it was really disheartening.

If it wasn't for Tang San's sudden birth, Tang Hao's revenge would be as difficult as reaching the sky.

"dad."

Tang San yelled a few times, but got no response, couldn't help muttering: "I must have gone to buy wine again, Uncle Chen, please sit down first, I'll go find my father."

Chen Feng was invited to sit down in front of the house, Tang San ran out in one direction, and his father disappeared, so he knew where he was without thinking.

Not long after Tang San left, the wind in the air swayed, and dust fell from the huge wooden signboard with hammers on the house. Chen Feng sensed it and looked to the side.

A tall guy with an unshaven beard appeared at some unknown time, his hair was disheveled, with strands of gray, about 50 years old, his clothes were a little tattered than Tang San's, and there were patches everywhere.

The bronzed skin was shiny in the sun, and inadvertently, a trace of alcohol wafted out, and Tang Hao's eyes were bright: "Who are you, and why are you at my door?"

He had already sensed Chen Feng's special breath, even when Chen Feng approached Tang San, he had already paid attention to it.

Therefore, this sentence is knowingly asking.

"You should be a blacksmith, I'm here to blacksmith."

Chen Feng got up and smiled slightly, still a little surprised in his heart. He didn't expect Tang Hao, who was seriously injured, to put him under tremendous pressure. Sure enough, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse.

"Forging iron?"

Tang Hao frowned and glanced at Chen Feng, "Are you sure?"

He originally thought that Chen Feng was the enemy who came after him, and he was ready to fight, but this person did not show any hostility from the beginning to the end, which made him quite surprised.

I don't know the other party, and I'm not an enemy, who is this person?How did you find him?

"That's right, I want to hit a hammer, I don't know if it will work?"

Chen Feng said a lot.

He had no excuse to get close to the father and son, so let's hit the hammer first.

Tang Hao squinted his eyes, and the invisible pressure radiated was much heavier. He asked, "Why do you need to hit the hammer? Are you a blacksmith? What's the use of the hammer?"

"I want to be a blacksmith, so I need a hammer."

Chen Feng was talking nonsense, he just wanted to draw a hammer, not a hammer.

"Blacksmithing is a very humble profession, and your status is not suitable."

Tang Hao said lightly, if it wasn't for this person's lack of hostility, he was seriously injured again, otherwise, it would have been a slap in the past.

Hit with a hammer, isn't it obvious that he is a member of Haotianzong, the other party knows his identity, but he knows nothing about this person.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable, and he held back the idea of ​​doing something, he continued: "I have a rest today, and I don't want to forge iron, you can go."

(End of this chapter)