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

Yi Feng explained.

Fu Nantian was not angry but happy, raised his head and stroked his beard, nodded and said: "Yes, I just lick the dog."

Hearing this, Yi Feng scratched his head in confusion.

"Old man, do you think licking a dog is a good word? Do you know that the woman just didn't care about your feelings at all."

"If you go on like this, you will only wrong yourself. No matter how many treasures you give, people may not take it seriously."

Fu Nantian's face was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "What do you know, you can't be fussy about being a dog licker."

"In love, don't say who suffers and who doesn't. Can love be calculated?"

With question marks on Yi Feng's face, he couldn't help but said: "But this isn't love at all, it's just your unilateral idea."

"You plant so many flowers, and you cook breakfast every day, so humble in front of him, what have you got?"

"I'm touched!"

Speaking of this, Fu Nantian raised his head slightly, and said quite proudly: "Once I was injured in a secret realm, she asked me why I didn't bring her a treasure of heaven and earth, and I said I was injured, but she still called me

It's good to meditate. "

Hearing that Yi Feng's three views were completely shattered.

This old man is seriously ill.

Old man Fu opened up his chatterbox, and his eyes lit up.

"You are still young, and you don't understand the value of true love."

"Speaking of which, Ting'er was the stunning beauty of the famous party thousands of years ago, and there were countless suitors, but as the years passed, I was the only one who was still by her side."

"Because of this, the old man is praised by many colleagues, and is called the most affectionate in Yunxing."

"Of course it's a mere name, it's not worth mentioning..."

"Actually, apart from Ting'er, this old man also liked several other stunning women."

"As long as they ask, I never refuse, even if we are separated from each other in the future, I never mind."

"So boy, do you understand now?"

Fu Nantian asked.

"Understand what?"

"You think I'm being played by Ting'er, but I'm actually playing with her."

"She has been licked by me for a thousand years at most, and I have been licked for thousands of years."

"Everything is under my control."

Ah this.

easy

When Feng heard this, his heart almost collapsed.

He bowed his hands at the old man, and left the courtyard as if fleeing quickly.

Having nothing to do, I wandered around the village, planning to chat with some old men, but I didn't see anyone, it seemed very cold.

Yi Feng became more and more bored, and suddenly remembered the old man's advice.

It’s just too busy to be idle, why not go fishing to pass the time, maybe you can get some grilled fish for a change.

The more I think about it, the more I get better.

Yi Feng took out a pair of fishing rods and went straight to the green lake in the west of the village.

Not long after, I sat alone by the lake and fished.

The breeze is coming slowly, and the water is not disturbed.

Sitting by the quiet and clear lake, Yi Feng's mood eased, and he left all the messy things behind.

Facing such a leisurely beauty, Yi Feng was in a good mood.

Can't help but chant poems out loud, full of chic and open-mindedness.

"One hundred feet of clear water is opened, and the birds occupy the green terrace. The delicious food is hidden deep in the emerald lake, and an idler can catch it."

With the change of mood, Yi Feng's eyes are full of indifference, and the original intention of fishing is no longer strong, but has changed to enjoying the leisure of the moment.

Who

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of admiration in the distance.

"Good poem, good sentence."

After hearing the reputation, an old man wearing a bamboo hat stepped forward with his hands behind his back.

"Boy, you are a bit leisurely and elegant."

After admiring, he looked at the fishing rod and shook his head with a smile.

"But what's the point of fishing alone?"

Yi Feng got up and looked carefully, only to see that the visitor had arrived.

His temples are white, and he looks like a woodcutter, with a wine gourd around his waist, which is also very chic.

Out of politeness, Yi Feng nodded in response.

"Old man, do you live in this village too? Why haven't I seen you before?"

The old man took a sip of the wine and laughed heartily.

"Hahaha."

"Old man, my surname is Wei. You can call me Wei Woodman. I have lived in this village for many years. I am an old friend with Fu Nantian. But I spend my days cutting firewood in the mountains, so you have never seen him."

With that said, the wine gourd was generously handed over.

Seeing such open-mindedness, Yi Feng also felt good about it, and generously took the gourd to express his thanks.

"I see, thank you for the fine wine, senior!"

Seeing that the other party claimed to be old man Fu's friend, even if he didn't say anything more, Yi Feng had an idea in his heart, guessing that this person must have something.

The old man claims to be a saint, and the old friend is not an ordinary person.

However, there is no reason to refuse the fine wine.

As soon as it entered his throat, Yi Feng felt refreshed all over his body!

"Ha... good wine!"

Look at the appearance of drinking heavily.

Wei Donghai's eyes narrowed slightly, and a flash of light flashed across his eyes.

He came here this time to find out the depth of this kid, and then decide whether to accept him as an apprentice. This is an agreement between their friends.

It is said that introverts recruit disciples according to their abilities, and there is an order, each must show his abilities, this is the arrogance that a reclusive expert should have.

But at the first meeting, Wei Donghai

I was amazed.

As a wine sage, is the wine he brings ordinary?

This gourd is filled with red flaming brew, which contains pure yang power, and its strength is extremely domineering!

Even a few old guys have to do what they can to drink.

This kid is good, he directly bored half of the gourd with one bite!

He waited for a few breaths, without even changing his face.

(end of this chapter)