Turns Out I'm the God of War Who's No Appeal
Who do you look down on?
However, even though he had doubts in his heart, he did not dare to speak too much.
"Sir Yi, this is mine ..." Old Ancestor Qingshan turned around slightly, preparing to introduce Zhu Yun to Yi Feng.
Yi Feng waved his hand and interjected: "So, uncle and nephew?"
"As expected of a senior."
Old Ancestor Qingshan was filled with admiration.
But thinking about it, he was overreacting. By reaching this senior sky, I fear that Zhu Yun's identity can be seen at a glance.
Yi Feng smiled.
Its alright.
Qingshan was an old man, Zhu Yun was a middle-aged man, both of them had close relationships, and Zhu Yun had great respect for Qingshan, it should be a relative relationship like uncle and nephew.
“But you guys came just in time. I'm out of wine here. Is there wine?” Yi Feng was impolite and asked for wine directly. There was no way that the woman Peng Ying did not feel sad for Yi Feng, and there was only a little left in the family.
"There are a few."
Ancestor Qingshan said quickly, but after agreeing, he remembered that he was in a hurry and forgot to bring wine. Fortunately, Zhu Yun was at the side, and he looked towards Zhu Yun.
"Uncle, you ..."
There was a bad feeling in Zhu Yun's heart.
“Your Victory And, eject!” Patriarch Qingshan said with his hands raised.
"What?"
Zhu Yun's face was dark and reluctant. He could only brew three bottles of this winning fruit in a year, which was extremely precious to him. Normally no one would give up, but now he wanted her to give it to a human?
"Speed up."
Seeing Zhu Yun so stupid, Ancestor Qingshan was anxious, and he extended his hand and tapped Zhu Yun's forehead.
“Uncle Master, please give me a little face.” Zhu Yun held his head and muttered sadly: “I am also the sect head of the Qingshan Sect. If one were to see this, what is His Majesty!”
“What's with the little sect master, you panting?” Old Ancestor Qingshan shouted, “I warn you, here, even if you are a dragon, let me obey.”
As he said that, he wanted to hit Zhu Yun again violently.
Zhu Yun stepped back quickly, looking at Patriarch Qingshan with a face full of grievance.
Under the pressure of the Qingshan Patriarch, Zhu Yuncai reluctantly took out Shengguodan.
“Look at your stingy, dear, it is an honor for you to be able to let you take this wine today.” Old Ancestor Qingshan snorted, grabbed Sheng Guodan, and then changed his face and said with a smile: “Master Yi, the wine is mediocre, and I don't know if it suits your taste, and I don't know if it suits your taste, so please take it."
Yi Feng smiled. He was never polite. He took a sip and said, "The wine is good, but it tastes almost bad."
Qingshan's ancestors had always been chickens pecking at rice.
But Zhu Yun, who was beside him, almost ran away.
This mortal man is a bit too popular, isn't he?
You should know that His Victory Fruit is priceless. As the Sect Master of the Qingshan Sect, he only had three bottles a year, but this damned human actually said that his Victory Dan Fruit was a little worse in taste?
He truly did not understand why the Qingshan Ancestor was so courteous to this human.
If not for the Qingshan ancestor here, he would not have dared to act rashly. With his status, he would make this human into a meat pie.
But when ancestor Qingshan was there, he could only suppress his anger in his heart.
"Zhong Qing, move two more benches," shouted Yi Feng.
Zhong Qing quickly moved the two benches.
“Hehe, watch the sunset on the horizon, beautiful scenery at dusk, and drink is life!” Said Yi Feng with a smile.
"Yes!"
Old Ancestor Qingshan sat down on the small bench next to Yi Feng, and sighed with emotion, tonight seemed beautiful to him, but he was embarrassed because he was unable to understand the senior's mood!
"Oh!"
Zhu Yun snorted softly in his heart.
If this human was not for the sake of the Qingshan ancestor, he would have died 10,000 times long ago. The dignified Ancestor Qingshan and his Qingshan sect master came to visit. These mortal men would not invite them home to comfort them. The bench sitting at the door?
Who do you look down on!
But since the Qingshan ancestor was not easy to attack, he simply stood there without saying a word.
Surprised view.
Looking at the martial arts book in Yi Feng's stall, he subconsciously reached out and flipped it over.