The Dragon from Hell

Facing Qin Feng's confidence, the old man and Zhu Xing looked at each other, and both of them looked a little helpless.

Especially Zhu Xing, he said to Qin Feng with a look of embarrassment: "Brother Qin Feng, based on this song, you are too arbitrary, aren't you?"

He felt that Qin Feng didn't look like he was lying, but his master couldn't be his master, and he didn't know how to persuade him for a while.

However, Qin Feng was unmoved by his words, and still stared at the old man in front of him firmly, his eyes full of nostalgia for his elders, so that the old man couldn't bear to drive him out.

Seeing him like this, the old man stroked his beard and stared at him deeply for a long time, and suddenly said: "Axing, you go out first, I will talk to this kid alone."

"Master?" Zhu Xing didn't expect that the master was not only not angry, but also let Qin Feng stay to talk alone.

He knew that his master had a strange temper, and when he stood up, he looked at Qin Feng with some worry.

"Why, what I said doesn't work?" The old man stroked his beard and glanced at Zhu Xing.

The latter immediately retracted his gaze and bowed respectfully to the old man: "Disciple, I'll take my leave."

After Zhu Xing left, the old man's eyes returned to Qin Feng again, and he looked at the young man in front of him sternly.

"You mean, you have seen me before?"

"Yes!" Qin Feng did not hesitate at all, and did not avoid the old man's eyes at all. He met his eyes and said: "I said, you are my master. I don't know why I saw you here, and I don't know why you don't remember me, but I am sure you are my master."

Even if the old man in front of him is not Long Daoling, he must have a thousand connections with Long Daoling.

Qin Feng felt that he had touched some secrets, and he didn't want to give up the opportunity in front of him now.

The old man did not deny his words immediately this time, but fell into deep thought. After a while, he suddenly asked: "You just said that you didn't know why you saw me 'here'. The 'here' you mentioned should not only refer to Wuxiang Sect, right?"

The old man was very sharp and caught the key point of Qin Feng's words at once.

It was a complete accident for him to come to Wuxiang Sect, and it was even more unexpected to see "Long Daoling" here.

Now being asked by the old man, Qin Feng did not respond immediately, but was silent for a while and said: "It was just an accident that I came here. You asked well. The 'here' I mentioned does not only refer to Wuxiang Sect, but this world called Linxian Continent."

He said this, which can be said to be a gamble.

Perhaps it was because the old man in front of him had a face exactly like Long Daoling, and played the music that Long Daoling had played before.

If there was no connection between them, it would definitely not be such a coincidence.

Qin Feng felt that the old man in front of him must have something to do with Long Daoling.

Or maybe it was because he had a feeling in his heart that he had touched some great secrets, and he was eager to find out the truth behind it, so he had to tell the truth even at the risk of risk.

If he said nothing, the old man in front of him would be full of vigilance and concealment towards him, and then he would never get the truth he wanted.

Sure enough, after Qin Feng finished speaking, the old man in front of him was obviously shocked, and even the withered muscles on his face trembled.

Seeing the old man's reaction, Qin Feng's fingers also moved: he knew that he had made the right bet.

If the old man in front of him knew nothing, then when Qin Feng said that he was not from this world, the old man's first reaction should be to find it ridiculous, or to feel puzzled: If he is not from this world, then where is he from?

But the old man's expression was obviously shocked, and even the action of stroking his beard stopped, and his expression was unconsciously absent-minded.

"Not from this world, the world outside the Linxian Continent..." The old man's eyes gradually became blurred, and he seemed to be lost in thought.

For the people of Linxian Continent, the world outside Linxian Continent is the God Realm.

They have not yet come into contact with the world outside this world, so naturally they are unwilling to believe it. The old man in front of him should also be lost in thought.

Qin Feng did not disturb him, but just quietly waited for his answer.

He knew that even if the old man in front of him had some connection with Long Daoling, at least he was not acquainted with him now. If he rushed out rashly, it would be impossible for the old man to tell the secret he knew.

I don’t know how long it took, the old man did not respond for a long time, but Zhu Xing ran in: "Master, someone is coming."

His tone was a little anxious, and he looked at Qin Feng unconsciously when he spoke, his eyes full of anxiety.

The noise of their previous fight was not small, and although it did not alarm others for a while, it wasIt should be noticed by now, and someone has come to check the situation.

The old man came back to his senses from his deep thoughts at this time, glanced at Zhu Xing, and then glanced at Qin Feng: "You go back with him first."

"But..."

"I will think about what you said. Come back to me in three days, maybe I will give you an answer then."

Before Qin Feng could say anything to keep him, the old man directly ordered him to leave.

At the same time, the old man waved his sleeves without even waiting for Qin Feng to respond. The powerful force made Qin Feng unable to resist at all. After a dizzy moment, he opened his eyes and was already standing at the entrance of the back mountain.

Standing with him was Zhu Xing, who grabbed his arm and ran to Qin Feng's own bamboo building: "Get out of here quickly."

The two turned around in the space and disappeared from the original place completely, as if they had never been here.

At the moment they disappeared, several figures in purple clothes appeared here.

"Senior Sister Nishang, no one!"

One of the disciples looked around and reported to a beautiful woman.

"No one?" Nishang frowned when she heard it: "How is this possible? When we were practicing nearby just now, I sensed that someone was fighting here. How could there be no one?"

She glanced around. The traces of Qin Feng and Zhu Xing's fight had been cleaned up, and now it looked as tidy as before.

But Nishang's eyes suddenly fell on a bunch of weeds in the corner. She walked over and squatted down to take a look. She found that the roots of this bunch of weeds had traces of burning, and the traces were still very new, as if they were left when someone restored their original appearance.

Nishang's eyes tightened, and she turned around and asked: "Does that mortal live in Wuyou Mountain?"

Several female disciples looked at each other, and someone stood up and nodded: "Yes."

"Haha, it's him." Nishang stood up and looked at the bamboo building not far away: "Let's go and take a look!"