[Virtual world, don't take it seriously]

Xue Feng was negotiating with the rickety old man, while Yan Chen was watching the two of them communicate, his eyes flashing with a light of wisdom and calculation.

No one knows what he is calculating, not even the system elf Xiao An.

And the rickety old man, he doesn't have to think about it to know who it is.

The oldest and wisest elder in the "Novice Village", the grandfather of the protagonist Red Flame Seven Stars - Red Flame Dustwind.

Not only is he proficient in Blade King assembly, but he also has many special skills to train Blade King drivers.

And his Blade King driving skills are at least advanced, even top-notch.

Don't look at the plot he didn't drive the Riding Blade King, but in his memories.

There was an accident at home, and he was able to bring the dragon warrior and the phoenix feather to Camellia Village safely.

On the other hand, it can be seen how superb his understanding and manipulation of the Blade King is.

A few minutes later.

Xue Feng walked back, nodded and said, "The old man has agreed to let us rent a room here." ”

"Wang ...... Chen, I don't understand why I want to rent a house in this village? Isn't it good to go to the town, the county, or the city? ”

Yumeng stretched out her hand to pick up the hair between her ears, and was just about to call the prince, thinking of Yan Li and Xuefeng's instructions, she quickly changed her title back and said.

This obviously doesn't match your identity.

Not only was she puzzled, but several others were a little puzzled, looking at him curiously, trying to ask him for an answer.

"Look at the view!"

He wasn't familiar with the four of them, so he didn't communicate much, gave three words, and then walked towards the Red Flame Dust Wind.

"This ......"

Seeing Yan Chen's appearance, Yumeng and Lieshan were a little angry, what kind of attitude do you have?

"Don't be angry, Yan Chen is like this, you don't know it!"

Seeing the appearance of the two people, Yan Li did not have the irritability of his name, but smiled faintly and hurriedly stood up to be a peacemaker.

"How?"

After Yan Li comforted the two of them, she walked towards Xue Feng and asked in a low voice.

"Master."

Xue Feng naturally knew what Yan Li meant, his eyes narrowed, and he said with some solemnity.

"Always be vigilant, don't go too far from the snow dragon ride, and deal with emergencies."

She was thinking about Yin Chen's safety all the time and reminded.

"Hmm." Xue Feng nodded, didn't say anything, and expressed his attitude with practical actions.

……

"Old man, I don't know if I can give you some tea?"

Yan Chen stepped in front of the Red Flame Dust, neither humble nor arrogant, his eyes were burning and exploring.

Although he spoke in an inquiring tone, his actions showed his determination.

Today.

You have to give, and you have to give if you don't.

"Naturally, it's a guest from afar!"

Red Flame Chenfeng did not show displeasure on his face, followed Yan Chen with a cane, and walked into his living room.

Seeing this scene, he looked like a slave of Yan Chen, and couldn't help but let the four of them shake their heads.

"Guest, please be seated."

He sent an invitation to Yan Chen, walked into the house and took out the jars and boxes, skillfully making tea and making tea, and the action was controlled to a certain degree, no more, no less, showing an elegant aristocratic demeanor.

is worthy of the red flame dust wind that almost became the prime minister's father.

Although he lost his identity as a nobleman, he never lost the aristocratic atmosphere in his bones.

"Old man, the family is very poor."

He habitually scanned the furnishings in the room and sat down.

"People in the mountains, why spend." In this regard, the old man shook his head and said.

"Perhaps." Yan Chen said undeniably.

Let's be honest.

Camellia Village is really a good place to retreat.

Looking at the beautiful pastoral scenery, but asking about the world, letting him go with the flow and fighting for power and profit, I didn't move, and I couldn't shake my mentality.

And this old man can not only let go of the enmity of his son and daughter-in-law, but also take his grandson to live in seclusion here, indifferent to fame and fortune.

I have to say that the other party's mentality is very stable.

I just want to watch my juniors marry wives and have children, hatred or something, it's all floating clouds.

"Please ......"

The old man smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to pour the poured tea, and pushed it to Yan Chen, but asked the other party's origin and made a gesture of please.

Having lived for decades has made him understand that there are some things that he doesn't need to know too much.

Otherwise, the tragedy will happen again.

He didn't want his peaceful life with his grandson to be shattered, so he didn't want to ask what he shouldn't know.

"Thank you."

Yan Chen said the word thank you for the first time, picked up this cup of Longjing tea, smelled the unique rural and ethereal atmosphere in the tea, and closed his eyes to reminisce about the beautiful scenery he saw along the way.

Slowly drink the tea into your mouth, and the bitterness and sweetness of the tea fill your taste buds.

Boom.

He swallowed the tea in his mouth, only to feel a warm current hit his body.

"Good tea, good craftsmanship."

Putting down the wooden teacup in his hand, he nodded with satisfaction and said.

"Passing the prize."

The old man chuckled, shook his head, and said modestly.

Seeing that the other party was so humble, Yan Chen couldn't help it, and said, "How long has the old man been in this village?" ”

"It's been more than ten years."

He didn't mean to lie, he said.

After all.

To tell one lie, you have to make up for it with thousands of lies.

He didn't have that time.

Coupled with the fact that Yan Chen was not from the Beetle Kingdom, he naturally had nothing to hide.

And there is another layer of meaning in the words of the dead morning.

As an old monster who has lived for decades, he has already heard it.

I'm asking myself how long I've been here to avoid trouble.

It's a side probe for safety.

Of course, this is only for his own understanding.

Boom.

That's when it happened.

Two deafening, like thunderous sounds, broke the quiet atmosphere of the Camellia Village.

Hearing the roar of these two Blade Kings, Yan Chen dared to be 100% sure that this was the other party's intention.

Even the most rubbish mud truck doesn't have such a strong noise.

Then there is only one possibility.

It was deliberately tuned to the sound of the Blade King's engine like this.

"What's the situation?"

He asked a few people outside.

"There are two country kids who don't understand the rules and are deliberately showing off, and it seems that they are going to the top of the mountain for a duel."

Lieshan walked in, his face a little helpless.

mmp！

One of you is just a medium version, and it is also a two-pole riding blade king, what 13 is loaded.

Don't you see that there are five top-of-the-line versions of the Blade King here?

Lack of education.

"Heh, there's a good show to watch."

Hearing this, Yan Chen's eyes narrowed, and he recalled the plot of "Iron Armor Worm: Riding Blade King".

It seems that the two country children mentioned by Lieshan should be two guys, Iron Dragon and Tianniu.

The Iron Dragon will be defeated at the hands of the Celestial Bull, and the Celestial Bull will be defeated by the Dragon Warrior Rider "Mud Reclamation Cart" with only 3% energy.

Therefore, Tianniu directly evaded the ticket and went back to tell the armor god about it.

The Iron Dragon also told the existence of such a strong person in Camellia Village to Steel Thousand Wings.

This led to a series of later stories.

(End of chapter)