Is that man a white-bearded grandfather? Feng Hua blinked, "Or is it good-looking?" ”

People with golden fingers either look like they have a story, or they look different from ordinary people, this is a fixed law in Feng Hua's mind.

That's how she was looking for special NPCs in the game.

Ontarsuigo shook his head, "He looks very ordinary, and he hasn't entered old age yet. ”

Isn't the old man still ordinary?

That means that it is impossible to have the golden finger in Fenghua's imagination.

So Feng Hua let out a long sigh, took out a bag of gold-finger potato chips from the space device and nibbled on them.

There are no other gold fingers, but there are still potato chips.

"There's always a name for it, and there's a hobby, you've learned a lot from him, and you always know what you like."

Even if that person didn't come to send a golden finger, Feng Hua still had to treat others well.

She is a good young man who speaks politely in the new century.

Did you just expose something?

"Normally we call him an antique." Onshangwu thought for a moment, "He likes to find some antiques from a long time ago, and he usually either modifies mecha or stares at those antiques in a daze, so we all call him an old antique." ”

Antique?

"What era of antiques, probably what type of antiques." Feng Hua rummaged through his spatial device, but did not find anything similar.

Now at this time, where is she going to find antiques?

"He likes the antiques of the Earth Age, and he also likes the history of that time, and every time he talks about things from the Earth Age, he speaks like he has experienced it himself."

"By the way, didn't you say King Feng before, I also heard King Feng's name from the old antique."

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What is this development?

When she met Bi Yin Yin, Feng Hua thought that those things were said by Bi Yin Yin, so she didn't think about it in detail.

Now Ontario said that there are other people who know King Feng......

Wori, how many people has Lu Yun resurrected!

Which acquaintance of this person is hers?

Head?

But it shouldn't be, the most annoying thing for the head of the regiment is to build equipment, and the commander did not die in the game at that time, but died in the subsequent Zerg invasion.

Thinking about the people she is familiar with on weekdays, only Yun Manman likes to make equipment.

There was already a Weapon Master by her side, so there was no need to get to know other Weapon Masters.

Or is it ...... Someone suddenly remembered to be a mecha after being resurrected by Yun Manman?

What the hell has Yun Manman done!

"What's wrong with your expression?" Looking at Feng Hua's expression as if he was constipated, Ontario couldn't help but be a little confused.

What he said seems to be some normal things, why does Feng Hua have this expression?

"Where's that old antique, can you see it now?" The expression on Feng Hua's face couldn't change for a while, because she really couldn't figure out Yun Man's brain circuit.

A blue yin, an unknown person, plus a her.

Yun Manman, why don't you directly resurrect all the people in the game!

"I've got in touch with him and asked him to come to me." An Xingwu laughed after speaking, "You better quickly put away this expression, maybe someone will come in the next moment." ”

No, she can't put it away.

"Ding-dong."

Crow's Mouth, Ontarigo!

Hearing the doorbell, Onzeya raised his eyebrows and shook his head and chuckled, "Look, people are coming." ”

Feng Hua stretched out his hand and wiped his face, trying to calm his expression, and used an expressionless face to face this person who might be an acquaintance.

Seeing that Feng Hua had already sorted out his expression, Onshengwu opened the door and greeted him, with a smile on his face, "Long time no see." ”

"I don't want to see you if I could." The old antique was not happy at all when he saw Onshangwu, and his expression was not even perfunctory.

Oh, actually, Onzego's smile is also perfunctory.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Feng Hua felt that the relationship between Onshangwu and this old antique didn't seem to be so good.

With this conversation, even ordinary friends can't do it, right?

"Then you are looking for me, are you looking for Li Lede?" Ontario still had that perfunctory smile, but he still gave the old antique a seat and poured water.

"What I'm looking for him, we don't know each other." The old antique sat down and took a sip of water, his eyes glanced at Feng Hua, who was facing away from him, "Who is that dwarf, who is the one who is entertaining?" ”

Cheering?

Help your uncle's prosperity!

But Feng Hua didn't want to turn her head to face this old antique at all now, because her expression had completely shattered.

"The clouds are long, Lao Tzu must raise your ashes!" Feng Hua gritted his teeth and said, "No, the ashes are not yours, Lao Tzu is going to blow up your server!" ”

"What is the dwarf muttering there, is there anything about her, let her out if she doesn't have her business." The old antique threw the cup aside, indicating that he was not in a good mood at all.

"It's called Lao Tzu Shorty, how tall are you?"

At this time, Feng Hua completely forgot what she had just said about the polite young man, turned her head and stretched out her finger to point at the old antique's nose, "How tall are you?!" ”

"Huh." The old antique stood up and looked at Feng Hua condescendingly, "It's okay, it's only one meter nine." ”

"Shut up, you one-meter-six-five short!" Feng Hua took a step back, raising his chin with a disdainful expression, "Now that you are mocking others for being short, what did you do before?" ”

The old antique's pupils shook, and there was no expression on his face, but his evasive gaze had already exposed his heart.

Azungo looked at this, then at that, and asked with a smile, "You knew each other before?" ”

"It's not an acquaintance." Feng Hua snorted coldly, and the corners of his lips hooked up a sneer, "It's just a little bit of it." ”

Can an orphan of a C-class star hear about a nameless person who doesn't care about the place?

Ontario knew that Feng Hua was not telling the truth, and of course he would not demolish Feng Hua at this time.

"Oh, yes." Feng Hua glanced at the old antique, and then looked at An Shengwu, "It's not that he doesn't have a name, do you know what his original name was?" ”

If Ontario had known what his original name was, he wouldn't have called him an antique all the time.

"The person in front of you is called Lu Yun."

After the interstellar calendar began to be used, interstellar law stipulated that people born later could not use the names of people in the history books.

So for more than 5,000 years, there was only one and only Lu Yun.

That is Lu Yun, who has been declared dead some time ago.

"Him?!" Ontario couldn't help but be shocked by the news, he couldn't believe it.

But the man who has always been called an old antique has no other expression on his face, and there is a little sadness in his eyes.

Onshanggo, who has been in contact for several years and knows about old antiques, knows that he is acquiescing.