Fengwu Qinshang

A dagger was pressed against Qin Feng's back, and then he heard the sound of Bai Xianyu exerting force behind him.

However, something happened that Bai Xianyu could never have imagined in his dreams.

The sharp blade in his hand was a self-defense weapon given to him by his father. It was so sharp that it could cut gold and jade.

I thought that Qin Feng's mortal body would be pierced to the core by one blow of the knife. As long as Qin Feng died, the only opportunity to become his disciple would be his without a doubt!

However, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is very bleak!

The knife was aimed at Qin Feng's back, but when he exerted force, he felt a resistance and the knife was like being nailed to an iron plate.

Then, Qin Feng's body flashed with a bright illusion, and the dark blue robe disappeared, replaced by a golden helmet and golden armor emitting golden light.

"what!"

Bai Xianyu was horrified. He stared blankly at the golden figure that appeared before him, not knowing what to do with his brain.

Qin Feng turned around slowly with an expressionless face, staring at Bai Xianyu with the only pair of eyes exposed on his golden helmet and said:

"Bai Xianyu, why?"

"Clang!"

The dagger fell to the ground, and Bai Xianyu was trembling at this moment!

"tell me why?"

Bai Xianyu has been accustomed to relying on his family's power and being arrogant for decades. This feeling has penetrated into his bones. The boy calmed down and stopped being afraid. Instead, he laughed out loud:

"Hahaha! Hahahaha! Why? No one can take away what I, Bai Xianyu, want. This inheritance is mine, it belongs to me. Who do you think you are? You are not worthy of snatching things from me, you bastard!"

Qin Feng was not angry, and stared at Bai Xianyu's eyes:

"Why did you want to harm me? Who ordered you to do that? Was it your second brother Bai Zilong?"

Hearing this, Bai Xianyu sneered again:

"Hehehe! Bai Zilong? Who is he? In terms of talent, he is far behind. Why should all the family's resources be wasted on him? Is it because he is the patriarch's biological son? I don't accept it!"

"Tell me! Did Bai Zilong want you to harm me? Tell me!"

Qin Feng raised his voice and shouted again.

Bai Xianyu was surprised by Qin Feng's shout:

"Humph! I'm just wondering, what abilities do you common people have that are worthy of him winning you over? On the surface, he seems to be a gentleman, but who knows what he is like behind the scenes? Humph! He just wants to replace my third brother and inherit the position of the head of the family in the future!"

Qin Feng could tell that Bai Zilong was not the mastermind behind this, as he was able to make such a person so suspicious.

Qin Feng sighed after hearing this:

"Hey! Go away! Since I promised your second brother to take care of you, I won't kill you!"

In this situation, Qin Feng actually let him go. Bai Xianyu's brain circuit did not turn around at once:

"What? You let me go? You won't kill me?"

"Let's go, I'm afraid I'll regret it!"

Now that he heard it clearly, Bai Xianyu touched his head in disbelief, turned around and ran out as if he had been pardoned!

"Now that you're here, stay!"

The deep and hoarse voice came from the old man on the mat.

Hearing the sound, Qin Feng turned around to look at the old man. But when he turned around, he heard Bai Xianyu scream.

Looking back at Bai Xianyu again, there was no trace of him, only a pile of burnt ash was left on the ground.

"what!"

Qin Feng suddenly turned around and looked at the old man:

"Senior, why is this?"

The old man remained motionless, but his voice came out:

"He wanted to kill my apprentice, damn it!"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, then shouted angrily:

"Who is your disciple? You are so bloodthirsty, I, Qin Feng, despise being associated with you! Since I promised to let him go, and you are like this, how can I live with myself? Whoever wants to be your disciple can do it, I don't want it, goodbye!"

After Qin Feng finished speaking, he turned around and walked away.

"Do you want Qianji Ling to be made public?"

With just one word, Qin Feng, who had already stepped out of the cave, stopped. He slowly turned his head and stared at the old man in surprise.

"Do you also want the Seven-Star Primordial Infinite Cloak to be made public?"

Then the old man said another sentence, and Qin Feng was stunned.

It has only been less than an incense stick of time since he came in, but the old man could actually see that he was carrying two magical weapons. Could it be that this old man has become a god?

Seeing Qin Feng standing there, the old man made a cool move. He pouted his mouth and blew a breath upwards. The hair in front of him fluttered up and fell behind his head, revealing his true face.

The old man's mouth was shrunken, his nose was fleshless, and his face was just skin and bones. The remaining skin on his face was wrinkled like a mummy. Only his eyes were left, which looked bright and deep.

I've seen how ugly Qin Huahua is, but compared to this guy, Qin Huahua is as ugly as Pan An.

"Senior, how do you know about the Thousand Machine Feathers? How do you know about the Seven-Star Primordial Infinite Cloak?"

After Qin Feng finished speaking, his deep eyes revealed a trace of kindness:

"Come and sit down, young man!"

Qin Feng walked to the old man and sat cross-legged without his hands and feet obeying him.

Looking at Qin Feng's puzzled eyes, the old man opened and closed his mouth slightly:

"Young man, do you know who I am?"

Qin Feng nodded:

"I know, you are Qie Aotian!"

"Then do you know who Qie Aotian's master is?"

Qin Feng thought about it:

"Yeah, I've heard of it. It's Windbeard!"

Qie Aotian raised his head:

"If I'm not mistaken, you should know something about Feng Hu Zi!"

Qin Feng stared at the old man in shock after hearing this, thinking, "He said that I know Feng Huzi, does he know my origins? Feng Huzi was already very famous during the Warring States Period, and could even be as famous as Ou Yezi. If so, it is not impossible that he knows about Qianji Ling and Qixing Hunyuan Wuji Cloak!"

Thinking of this, Qin Feng nodded.

The old man let out a long sigh and said:

"Yeah!!! That's right!"

After saying this, the old man raised his eyelids slightly and asked:

"Is there any wine?"

Qin Feng shook his head:

"no!"

But on second thought, didn't the old monkey give him a storage ring?

"Oh wait!"

After saying that, Qin Feng's mind moved slightly and entered the storage space. Sure enough, there were more than ten pots of medicinal wine, a pile of food, and the rest were potions.

"This old monkey is really thoughtful!"

Qin Feng smiled and raised his hand, taking out all the food and drinks inside:

"Senior, these are all I have. I don't know if they suit your taste!"

The old man narrowed his eyes when he saw this large area:

"Good! It suits my taste!"

Tch, it tastes good even before I eat it. It looks like I’m really hungry!

Qin Feng had no idea that the old man hadn't seen food for many years. Although practitioners can fast, the desire for food is something that no one can get rid of!

The old man's eyelids moved slightly, a flame appeared out of thin air, and he picked up a pot of wine and poured it into his mouth.

In one breath, a bottle of wine:

"Wow! This old fellow Wushang's skills are getting better and better!"

Qin Feng heard this and asked:

"Hey! Do you know Uncle Wushang?"

The old man looked up at Qin Feng:

“Haha! Wushang and I are old acquaintances, but we haven’t met for hundreds of years! This old guy must know your identity, so you are the only one who dares to call him that!”

After that, another pot:

"Together?"

"No, they are all yours, enjoy them slowly!"

"Uh-huh!"

This flame is even more flexible than a hand.

Qie Aotian rolled his teeth and watched as the huge amount of food and wine was consumed, and the ground gradually became clean!