Turns Out I'm the God of War Who's No Appeal
These old guys, Look Friendly
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 see it.
Right.
It was the dying middle school old man, Wu Yonghong, who liked to play chess and pay for food.
But what surprised Yi Feng this time was not only Old Man Wu who had come, but also three old men who were the same age as him.
After looking at the three old men for a while, Yi Feng pouted involuntarily.
Looks like greetings!
One of them was skinny like wood, and he did not sneak away. She doesn't know if she's been malnourished since she was a child or what. The whole person may weigh less than 60 pounds. This weak appearance made Yi Feng afraid to touch him. It goes away with the shaman, and this problem cannot be caused.
The others were a little better, but the clothes were really unattractive. The whole body is covered with things I don't know if it's chicken bones or something, especially a big thumb with a skull on the thumb. Other non-mainstream world.
As for the latter, it did not look like a poor person.
A mouthful of huge golden teeth, a huge abacus hanging behind him, two broken eggs still rubbed against his hands, and his head held high, revealing an unexpected look. Although this dress had a slight feeling, its temperament was still ten thousand. Thousands miles!
Of course, visitors are guests.
Although these old men had long since exchanged greetings, Yi Feng would not judge people by their appearance.
However, what surprised Yi Feng a little was that these tripping old people were extremely mysterious. They did not see them when the young man who asked the way was expelled, and they appeared suddenly. Bizarrely.
"Master Yi."
Wu Yonghong bowed his hand to Yi Feng and greeted him respectfully. Clearly, after the last time, he had even changed his name to Yi Feng.
“For a long time no see, log in and sit!” Yi Feng waved with a smile.
"Yes." Yeah."
Wu Yonghong nodded excitedly. He was quite nervous at first. After all, he brought three strangers without greeting, for fear of causing Yi Feng displeasure. Now it seemed that Yi Feng's mind was much wider than he had imagined.
Thinking of this, Old Man Wu hurriedly pushed the other three.
But the three of them did not move forward, instead looking at Wu Yonghong with questioning eyes.
When they came, they heard Wu Yonghong bragging about how powerful Yi Feng was, and they could even easily pick up a holy rake, so they trusted him seven or eight points along the way, and come with a respectful attitude.
But look.
Not everything.
The young man in front of him, no matter how you look at him, is an ordinary human being!
“Hey, what do you want me to tell you?” Wu Yonghong said anxiously, “Don't tell me you can't see through his cultivation, and I can't see either.”
"OK, even though that's what you said, but you never said that he had a plaque with martial intent, what about that plaque?" The skinny old man asked again.
"It's……"
Wu Yonghong looked a little embarrassed, and when he looked, he found that the door was empty.
"This, this, maybe Master dropped it off temporarily. Don't worry about this. Since Master invited us in, let's hurry in!" Wu Yonghong said anxiously.
The three are still hesitating.
Who are the three of them?If it was really a master here, it would be fine, but if it was just an ordinary human, where was the qualification for them to enter and sit down?
"You, you really ..." Wu Yonghong pointed at the three angrily and said, "We have been all these years, am I still lying to you? I really can't believe it. Let's go in and eat. Looking together to find out?"
The three heard those words and looked at each other.
Wu Yonghong seemed to really not lie, and the holy rake in his hand could not be faked.
Because here, it's no big deal to go in and see it.
The group of four walked towards the martial arts hall.