Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

After sending the young man away, he had just returned to the courtyard and sat down when another voice came from outside the door.

Yi Feng smiled helplessly.

He knew who it was just by hearing this voice, and walked out the door to take a look.

really.

It was the dying middle-school old man, Wu Yonghong, who loved to play chess and repay food.

But what surprised Yi Feng this time was that it was not only Old Man Wu who came, but also three old men who were about the same age as him.

After looking at the three old men for a while, Yi Feng pouted subconsciously.

It looks like a greeting!

One of them was as skinny as a wood, black and not lost, and he didn't know whether he was malnourished since childhood or what. The whole person probably weighed less than 60 pounds. This weak appearance made Yi Feng afraid to touch him, in case he stumbled It's gone with a quack, and this trouble can't be caused.

The other one is a little better, but that outfit is really unflattering. The whole body is covered with things that I don’t know if it is chicken bones or something, especially the big thumb with a skull on the thumb. Otherworldly non-mainstream.

As for the last one, it doesn't look like a poor man.

A mouthful of big golden teeth, a big abacus hanging behind it, two broken eggs still rubbing in his hands, and his head held high, revealing an unpredictable look. Although this dress has a bit of a feeling, its temperament is still ten thousand. Thousands of miles!

Of course, the visitor is the guest.

Although these old men had long exchanged their greetings, Yi Feng would not judge people by their appearance.

However, what surprised Yi Feng a little was that these stumbling old men were very mysterious. They didn't see them when they sent the young man who asked the way to leave, and they appeared all of a sudden. It's weird.

"Mr. Yi."

Wu Yonghong bowed his hands to Yi Feng and greeted him respectfully. Obviously, after the last time, he even changed his name for Yi Feng.

"Long time no see, come in and sit!" Yi Feng waved with a smile.

"Yes."

Wu Yonghong nodded excitedly. He was quite nervous at first. After all, he brought three strangers without saying hello, for fear of causing Yi Feng's displeasure. Now it seems that Yi Feng's mind is much wider than he imagined.

"Come on, sir, please let us in."

Thinking of this, Old Man Wu hurriedly pushed the other three.

But the three of them did not move forward, but instead looked at Wu Yonghong with questioning eyes.

When they came, they heard Wu Yonghong boast how powerful Yi Feng was, and they could even easily take out the holy rake, so they believed them seven or eight points along the way, and came with a respectful attitude.

But take a look.

Not at all.

The young man in front of him, no matter how you look at it, is a mortal!

"Hey, what do you want me to tell you?" Wu Yonghong said anxiously: "Don't say you can't see through his cultivation, and I can't see through either."

"Okay, even if it's what you said, but you never said that he has a plaque with martial intent, what about the plaque?" The scrawny old man asked again.

"This……"

Wu Yonghong looked a little embarrassed, and when he looked, he found that the door was empty.

"This, this, it may be that Mr. temporarily took it down. Let's not worry about this. Since Mr. invited us in, let's hurry in!" Wu Yonghong said anxiously.

The three still hesitated.

Who are the three of them? If it is really a master here, it will be fine, but if it is just a mortal, where is the qualification for them to enter and take a seat?

"You, you are really..." Wu Yonghong pointed at the three angrily and said, "We have been so many years, do I still lie to you? I really don't believe it. Go in and have a look, and you'll know?"

The three heard the words and looked at each other.

Wu Yonghong really doesn't seem to be lying, and the holy rake in his hand can't be faked.

Since it's here, it's no big deal to go in and take a look.

The group of four walked towards the martial arts hall.