Mu Qingyan laughed a few times, but he was very self-aware and said: "I compare with you, old stubborn, but it is still much worse." ”

After all, where is the age. This old stubborn man looks like she is seventy or eighty years old, and she is not more than thirty years old in her two lives combined, how can she compare to him.

Feng Lao touched the wine gourd tied around his waist, looked at Mu Qingyan again, and suddenly proposed: "Old man has wine, are you willing to share your story with old man?" ”

A hint of hesitation flashed in Mu Qingyan's eyes, and finally under Feng Lao's sincere eyes, she pursed her lips, although she felt that the old stubborn man had not planned for a long time, but she still said trickily: "It's just right, you have stories and wine, I'll bring my sensitive ears and listen to your stories, relieve boredom, and save me from being bored." ”

She prefers to be a listener rather than a storyteller.

Feng Lao couldn't help laughing, "Didn't you share your story, how did you become old?" ”

"After all, you seem to have a lot more stories than I do, and they're much more interesting and vivid. I'm not happy to get an axe in front of you. ”

"Little girl, you're serious." Elder Feng paused, "However, it's not impossible for you to hear my story, you need to exchange with me." Otherwise, you'd better continue to be bored. The grass around here is growing quite well, and you can take your time to admire them. ”

Feng Lao's tone of words did not contain any threat.

Mu Qingyan pursed her lips and finally nodded.

"Will you come first, or will I come first?" Feng Lao sat on the ground, sitting on the green grass, Mu Qingyan also sat down, looking at Feng Lao with a smile, looking very well-behaved, and his crisp voice carried a few hints of deliberate emphasis, "I respect the elder, of course you come first." ”

She just wants to listen to stories and relieve boredom, not because she wants to know why Feng Lao is used to being lonely, enjoying loneliness, and being accompanied by loneliness.

Listening to Mu Qingyan's somewhat strong words, Feng Lao couldn't help laughing, and asked Mu Qingyan: "Little girl, do you know that there is a Locke Empire on the upper interface?" ”

Mu Qingyan said truthfully: "I know that there is an underworld on the upper interface. ”

"The Underworld? Little girl, that old man has to ask you, do you know the Nine Domains? ”

Did His Holiness mention this to her?

Mu Qingyan nodded without the slightest hesitation.

"In this way, the old man has to ask you what your relationship is with the Nine Domains." As soon as the words came out, Feng Lao regretted it a little, he talked too much!

Mu Qingyan's eyes moved slightly, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a touch of playfulness, "So you also know the Nine Domains." ”

Feng Lao's face flashed unnaturally without a trace, and he flatly denied it: "Old Man has only heard of him. ”

"Oh?" Mu Qingyan couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, looking at Feng Lao with a smile, and had deep doubts about his words.

Feng Lao suddenly sighed, "I have to say, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves." ”

Mu Qingyan interjected, "The waves before died on the beach." ”

Hearing this, Feng Lao couldn't help but laugh, and continued: "The Nine Domains are the back waves. ”

Mu Qingyan looked at the old man and interjected with a smile, "You shouldn't be the front wave, right?" ”

"Do you see the old decay?"

"Old stubborn, don't you know that people can't be discosive?"

"Little girl, don't be poor, I'll tell you about the Nine Domains today."

Mu Qingyan nodded, "Okay." ”

"A hundred years ago......" Before the next sentence of Feng Lao could be spoken, Mu Qingyan interrupted directly.