I, the last cultivator in the world

"Old Huang, Old Zhou, Old Li, Old Feng."

Long Aotian saluted the four of them and greeted them one after another.

"Aotian, you've worked hard, sit down." Elder Huang pointed to the sofa beside him.

"Thank you, Mr. Huang." Long Aotian walked over with a stern expression and sat down straight.

"The thing you mentioned on the phone last time, I can tell you with certainty that he has entered the WTO, and now he lives an ordinary life every day. I suggest you not to bother."

Huang Lao was the first to bring up Xia Feng's matter.

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Long Aotian stood up and said: "Old Huang, I want to visit my benefactor."

Long Aotian didn't say much, but these words already represented his determination.

After being saved by Xia Feng, Long Aotian wanted to worship Xia Feng as his teacher, and knelt outside the door for three days and three nights. Xia Feng said to him directly: Your qualifications are not enough, go back, because of your sincerity For sake, let me give you one or two pointers.

Since then, Long Aotian's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. In Long Aotian's heart, Xia Feng is his reborn parents.

"You old boy still has this temper, and you are still so stubborn in your 40s." Old Li joked to Long Aotian.

Long Aotian was silent when he was told.

"Since you want to go so much, go ahead and relax for a few days." Elder Huang nodded in agreement.

"Thank you Huang Lao." Long Aotian thanked.

"Aotian, since you are going, I will show you the way. Your character is not suitable to stay there. It is best to wait until you change before going. Duke Peter of Great Britain is by Xia Feng's side now. You Don't even compare to that old boy."

What Li Lao said is also true, as for Long Aotian's character, he used to be indifferent to others.

Not a word can catch up with the conversation.

We are all young people who can play together.

Long Aotian used to be a log?bodyguard?

Long Aotian blushed when he heard this, he understood what Li Lao meant.

However, my personality is like this, how can I change it?

"Old Li, I just went to have a look and don't disturb him." Long Aotian replied with a blushing face.

"You're just going to have a look, so what are you going to do? If you want to go, just stay by his side with the cheek and learn something useful. It's harder to put down your face than to kill you."

"In addition to Old Peter, there are Penguin Ma, Jack Ma, Jiang Quanshui, and several juniors in his villa now. If you can save your face, you can go."

Mr. Li told Long Aotian the truth about Xia Feng, talking about shamelessness, you are no match for Shuangma.

"Old Li is right, think about it before going." Elder Zhou also nodded in agreement.

"That's right, you don't have a thick skin, don't go." Feng Lao said.

Long Aotian: ...

"You decide for yourself, don't look at me." Seeing Long Aotian looking at him, Mr. Huang said to Long Aotian.

Then Mr. Huang continued: "But I agree with them, wait until you change your personality."

Long Aotian: ...

"Understood." Long Aotian nodded and then backed out.

Seeing Long Aotian walking out, Mr. Li smiled and said: "It is even more difficult for him to change his personality than ascending to the sky. It is not realistic at all."

"When a person reaches the extreme of something, things will be reversed at the extreme. Who says it may not be true?" Elder Zhou laughed after hearing this.

"Ouch, my butt hurts from sitting on an old bone. I'm going to call Xia Feng to get in touch." After finishing speaking, Mr. Li stood up and waved to the secretary outside the door.

Huang Lao: ...

Mr. Zhou: ...

Old Feng: ...

"Old Li, what do you want from me?" Xia Feng's voice came from the phone.

The three of them were taken aback, they were not joking, it was a real fight.

"Can't I chat with you if I have nothing to do? Have you eaten yet?" Mr. Li smiled.

Three people: .....--!

This sentence did not shock the three of them.

Isn't that how popular straight men greet each other now?

"Not yet, Teacher Ma is cooking." Xia Feng's voice came over the phone.

After hearing this, the four of them thought to themselves: Sure enough, it's better to be thick-skinned, and Jack Ma ran to cook.

"What kind of food did you cook?" Mr. Li asked with a smile.

Three people: ...

"Old Li, what exactly do you want to say, just say it." Xia Feng was almost speechless.

Is this a joke?

An embarrassing b.

"It's okay, it's because you have a phone, so I just want to chat with you, when will you come to see us old men?" Elder Li didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"I don't know, I can go when I want to go." Xia Feng said.

"Okay, come early, we've been looking forward to you for a long time, so that's it, keep in touch." Mr. Li said with a smile.

Xia Feng: ...

After Mr. Li hung up the phone, Mr. Zhou couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "Mr. Li, are you talking about a relationship? Why do I feel like you are pushing Xia Feng further and further away?"

"What do you know, it's called concern from the elders." Elder Li didn't care.

Have you eaten?

Are you wearing long johns?

The care of the elders is always so unexpected.

At the moment, Jack Ma in the villa is working hard on cooking. Ever since Xia Feng ate the homemade tofu and scrambled eggs made by Jack Ma, Jack Ma has taken the task of cooking as his own and will not let him Penguin horse side by side.

"Old Ma, the taro has been washed, I'll put it here first." Dula Peter came over with a plate of washed taro.

"Old Peter, I have to trouble you again for a small matter." Jack Ma said while concentrating on cooking, without turning his head.

"Is it about Ah Sanguo again?" Dulla Peter asked.

"Yes, the matter of a rice group is the same as that of my company." Jack Ma said.

"Okay, got it, I'm going to make a call now." Dula Peter nodded after hearing this.

This magic flute is mentally ill, and it really targets Huaxia in everything.

This time, Dula Peter is going to let the magic flute unblock all Huaxia's business once and for all, so as not to cause any more trouble.

"Hello, Duke Peter." Magic Flute felt a little guilty after answering the call. This was the third call.

"How are you b?" Dulla Peter scolded as soon as he opened his mouth.

This sentence is something he learned recently. He sees Guomin Xiaowang saying this every day, and it feels very exciting.

I used it on the Magic Flute for the first time, and it feels pretty good.

"Prince Peter, what did I do wrong?"

Although the magic flute couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, he could tell from Dura Peter's tone that he was scolding himself.

"Who told you to go against Huaxia all the time? Did you eat too much shit? Huaxia company can go to your Three Kingdoms, it is helping the poor, let me hear about such things in the future, I don't mind personally Go break your neck."

Dula Peter hung up the phone after finishing speaking, not giving the Magic Flute a chance to argue.

Who is it?