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

A few days passed like a white horse.

Yi Feng has adapted to life in the village and got up early as usual.

I'm going to learn the old man's coquettish operation, and in the future, I can cook in a fancy way, and with his cooking skills that rival the gods, it must be delicious and beautiful.

When he walked into the kitchen, there was no one there.

Could it be that the old man's regular life has been broken?

When Yi Feng was puzzled, a familiar humming sound sounded from the main room.

"It's the time of spring, when the flowers and butterflies are blooming..."

There was a bit of joy and lightness in the voice.

Follow the little song to find the past, the old man is already radiant.

The ordinary clothes he wore on weekdays were replaced by Liuyun's wide-sleeved long gown. He was dressed in white clothes that were more snowy than snow, and covered with green gauze Zen clothes.

The ancients said: Buddha depends on gold clothing, and people rely on clothing.

This is true at all, just changed his clothes, the wretched old man actually looks good, not only pleasing to the eye, but also changed a lot in demeanor.

The old man was shaving in front of a large bronze mirror.

The small razor turns deftly, and a goatee is exquisitely shaped, adding maturity and vicissitudes just right, without making people feel sloppy.

A wisp of blue silk flits across the eyebrow peak, embellishing the natural chic perfectly.

Coupled with the unrestrained smile, the corners of the mouth outline a touch of evil charm, just like a treasure master who has experienced many vicissitudes.

With his demeanor and appearance, he can definitely be called a handsome old man.

Presumably when he was young, he was also a handsome young man from all over the world.

Even in the past life, as long as this old man appears in the square, he will be popular among thousands of aunts, and as long as he smiles evilly, he will become the focus of the field.

Any uncle who meets this person will be regarded as a strong enemy!

Even at this point, the old man hasn't finished cleaning up yet.

Appreciating the appearance in the mirror, I took 360° photos several times without any dead ends, and just barely smiled.

In a blink of an eye, I took out a small wooden box from nowhere, blowing through the thick dust, like digging out an antique, and carefully opened it.

Take out some sawdust from it, carefully and neatly ignite it in the incense burner.

Bursts of quiet fragrance wafting, heart-warming

Refreshing.

Only then did Fu Nantian nodded in satisfaction, as if he had noticed Yi Feng at the door.

"Boy, what do you think of this old man?"

Yi Feng stretched out his thumb, and his eyes were even more curious.

"Old man, you look a little handsome, are you going to have dinner?"

Fu Nantian glanced proudly from the corner of his eye, suppressing the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ahem, the old man has something important to do, so you can take care of yourself today. There are many wonderful places around this village. There is a green lake in the west, where you can go fishing and boating, and there is Yunfeng Songhai in the east, where you can enjoy the scenery and hunt."

"In short, the old man has no time to pay attention to you today, so you can enjoy yourself outside and don't bother the old man!"

With an extraordinarily serious expression and tone, Yi Feng nodded in accordance with the atmosphere.

"okay!"

Unexpectedly, with this promise, he was actually invited out of the courtyard. Before leaving, he was enthusiastically pointed out and introduced several good places. He was strictly told not to come back before sunset.

He was about to leave the village in a daze, the more Yi Feng thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

This old man has been mysterious lately, and he was dressed like a new uncle this morning, wearing all the clothes from the bottom of the suitcase, what the hell is he doing?

Under the trend of strong curiosity, Yi Feng smiled and turned back immediately.

When he walked outside the familiar small courtyard, he was about to push open the closed courtyard door.

There was a female voice in the courtyard!

"What's up?"

The voice was a little cold, like an enemy.

"Hey...it's not that the purple gold rose is about to bloom, so I specially invite you to come and enjoy it."

Fu Nantian rubbed his hands and said, the voice was full of anxiety and a little bit of twitching, it sounded like a young man, very young, the voice didn't match the old man's age at all.

what is happening……

Yi Feng was almost taken aback by these words!

Confused, Yi Feng could only look along the crack of the door first.

courtyard.

A beautiful woman sat at the table, she was obviously aged, but she was well maintained, her face showed no signs of aging, only mature charm.

Just the right lines, covered by a plain light yellow dress

Outlined, with a vintage-like intoxicating style.

The old man was standing beside him and laughed.

His expression and movements were very reserved, he didn't know who was the host and who was the guest, pointing to the roses in the courtyard with one finger, his eyes were full of anxiety.

"Ting'er, this is your favorite purple gold rose..."

This intimate address almost made Yi Feng salivate!

I thought it was some big event, but the relationship is actually an old friend coming...

Yi Feng really couldn't laugh or cry, and also saw a dilemma.

He knew it was wrong to peek, but what happened now, he could only endure the greasy picture and secretly cheer for the old man.

Looking forward to watching.

The noble lady glanced at the garden lightly.

With suspicion in his eyes, he looked away.

Covering his mouth and nose with a brocade handkerchief in one hand, he frowned and complained.

"The smell of this rose is too pungent and vulgar. I don't like such superficial things for a long time. I still like the Nine Turns Blood Peony."

Fu Nantian was stunned for a moment, the light in his eyes was dim.

change

Instantly, he was full of smiles again, and quickly nodded in response!

"Yes, yes, yes! I also think this rose is too vulgar. Nine-turn blood peonies, from now on, only nine-turn blood peonies will be planted!"

As soon as the words fell, Fu Nantian shoveled away the roses that he once cherished, as decisively as dung.

Seeing that he was so busy that his face was disheveled, and even his chic long gown was stained with dust, he was not dissatisfied at all. It was a world of difference from the stingy spirit he used to be.

this……

Is it still the old man who desperately protects the flowers?

Everyone in Yi Feng was stunned, but they didn't know how to complain.

But just a few short breaths.

The garden became flat, and the old man brought out the gaiwan himself from the house.

"Ting'er, this is the newly picked Yunfeng Wu tea."

Putting the tea on the stone table, Fu Nantian smiled expectantly.

The beautiful woman finally took a sip.

Looking quietly at the elegant tea, Fu Nantian's smile carefully spread out, as if he enjoyed it more than he personally tasted the thousand-year-old fairy tea, with an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long.

The beautiful woman just took a sip, then put down the teacup indifferently.

"You invited me here just for tea?"

It's okay to be indifferent, and the words are also very rude.

The master invites the guests to come, and makes tea himself, no matter how the tea is, he has to express his gratitude, but this woman is lucky, to say that is a bit of ridicule.

It sounds like the old man made a mistake!

Yi Feng saw that his blood pressure had risen a lot, and he felt a sense of substitution.

But when his eyes shifted.

Fu Nantian was not angry, he couldn't even see any resentment, instead he nodded with an apologetic smile, and quickly took out a brocade box from his sleeve!

"Where can it be!"

"Ting'er, this is the Myriad Spirit Orb I got from a secret place. Take it back and grind it into a powder to apply on your face. It will beautify your face."

The Wan Lingzhu is extremely rare, and the conditions for its formation are very harsh. It must be a clam with a special bloodline to absorb the essence of all things before it can be produced. It contains countless essences of heaven and earth, which is of great benefit to cultivation.

This kind of top-quality fairy bead is regarded as a treasure even by a saint.

If there were outsiders present, they would be furious when they heard that such a precious treasure was to be ground into powder and applied to the face, and they would yell at the words of waste.

Fu Nantian didn't seem to feel distressed, he only had beautiful women in his eyes.

The beautiful woman was even more outrageous, she glanced casually at first, her brows furrowed even tighter, and her expression became more and more indifferent.

"It's just the 8,000-year-old Wan Lingzhu?"

"You and I haven't seen each other for a long time, so you just use this kind of thing as a perfunctor? A few days ago, who just met me by chance, but also gave me a Wannian Wanling Pearl."

The cold complaint was full of disdain.

But he took the brocade box without hesitation and put it in the tassel cloud sleeve.

Seeing that he finally accepted the gift, Fu Nantian laughed along with him.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"This time, I was in a hurry this time, and I haven't encountered any opportunities recently. I will definitely bring you a treasure next time!"

It seemed that these words had an effect, and the beautiful woman finally squeezed out a smile.

The dialogue between the two was very natural, and the whole process was very skillful, as if they were used to it.

See here.

Yi Feng's people are almost numb, and they are gone

temper.

He really didn't expect that to be able to witness such a humble side of the old man, this is clearly a dog licking, he really felt unfair for the old man.

Just when he secretly complained.

That beautiful woman seemed to have some kind of moth, her smile disappeared invisible.

But for a moment, there was a troubled expression on his face, his brows were slightly furrowed, and the face-changing was like turning the pages of a book.

"You really have a heart."

"I've heard that this Wan Lingzhu has reached the level of Liang Wannian, and its effect is particularly obvious..."

"It's a pity, how dare I expect a 20,000-year treasure. If I have the opportunity to see it, I will be very happy..."

Saying that, the sad and yearning water eyes looked over.

Just at that glance, Fu Nantian felt as if he had been spat out, and he quickly patted his heart and responded!

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

"Only Ting'er wants everything!"

The beautiful woman smiled slightly, then got up and disappeared into the void.

The figure had disappeared, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance in the air, which made Fu Nantian unable to stop, and sat there with a silly smile on his face.

Holding the still warm tea in his hand, his expression became full of warmth.

Seeing that demented and intoxicated expression, Yi Feng was completely numb.

He felt unfair for the old man again and again, but he actually enjoyed it. This is not just licking a dog, it is clearly licking a saint!

As a good young man with three views, Yi Feng couldn't help it anymore!

"Bang!"

Pushing open the door, striding into the exhortation!

"Old man, don't you say that you are a very powerful saint, why do you wrong yourself so much?"

When Fu Nantian saw Yi Feng barging in, he stood up in horror. That flustered look, as if some scandal has been smashed.

Wait until the words are heard.

The old man's eyes were neither dodging nor avoiding, and he sat as firmly as Mount Tai.

"Boy, you are still young and don't understand love."

Yi Feng was stunned for a moment, and sat down speechless.

"love?"

"What kind of bullshit love is this, it's just your one-sided dog licking!"

fu

Nan Tian was stunned, and asked in doubt: "What do you mean by licking a dog? It doesn't seem like a good word."

(end of this chapter)