Not long after the old man in white left, a cough sounded outside Chen Feng's room.

However, before the coughing sound fell, a figure suddenly appeared in Chen Feng's room.

I saw that the figure slowly walked in front of the bronze lamp, flicked the wick, and suddenly, the blazing bronze lamp was much darker, and the room returned to a dim and dark appearance again.

Then the figure slowly took off the black robe on his head, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with an angular and bronzed complexion.

I saw that the man half-squinted his eyes and whispered to Chen Feng, "Why do you want to promise him?"

Chen Feng opened his eyes, and said with a somewhat cloudy look: "Do you think he will have no back hand?"

"What if you have a backhand? In the past, he only fought with you, and I didn't participate. The middle-aged man frowned and said.

After a few breaths, Chen Feng said softly: "It's not that simple......"

"Also, what if he is not good for Xiao Chen?" the man said with some concern.

How do you know, Chen Feng didn't seem to be worried at all, and smiled faintly: "No, at least not now." ”

"Why do you say that?" the middle-aged man asked, a little puzzled.

Chen Feng glanced at the middle-aged man and said helplessly: "You, when will you be able to think about the problem a few more times!"

The middle-aged man spread his hands and said, "Isn't this you? Besides, my goal is revenge!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man's eyes gradually turned cold, and the flames of the bronze lamp reflected in his eyes also began to sway.

Seeing this, Chen Feng sighed silently in his heart, and then said softly: "Remember, don't rush everything, think more and be more forbearing." ”

The middle-aged man nodded: "Follow the teachings of the old man." ”

Chen Feng shook his head lightly: "You say this every time, but whether you really listen to it or not, only you know." ”

"I listen to it every time, really. The middle-aged man smiled.

Seeing this, Chen Feng didn't say much, and after pondering for a while, he said, "Come here, I have something to say to you." ”

The middle-aged man glanced at Chen Feng puzzled, and walked over gently.

After some conversation......

The middle-aged man was skeptical: "What you said is true?"

Chen Feng closed his eyes and said softly, "You just do what I say first, and you will know when the time comes." ”

Seeing that the middle-aged man still wanted to ask something, Chen Feng waved his hand and said, "Go, I'm going to rest." ”

The middle-aged man glanced at Chen Feng and smacked his mouth twice, but in the end, those words only turned into a sigh.

Immediately, the figure of the middle-aged man gradually faded and finally disappeared.

At the same time, Xiaobai, who had been unconscious, also opened his eyes, glanced around in a little confusion, and then stood up.

It's just that this time it didn't run out again, but lay down under Chen Feng's recliner.

In the room, only the bronze lamp remained, emitting a dim light......

When Chen Feng was talking to the middle-aged man, there was a dense stone forest full of stone pillars......

A ball of white light suddenly flew from the sky, and after a quick circle around the stone forest, the figure of an old man in white appeared.

I saw the old man in white standing on a stone pillar, and after a deep groaning, he muttered a few unknown words in his mouth.

Immediately, the stone forest moved, and it didn't take long for a black light to appear, and then the black light flashed, turning into a somewhat faint, black-clothed gray-haired one-armed old man's figure in mid-air.

When the one-armed old man saw the figure of the old man in white, he was suddenly stunned, but he suddenly understood something, so the figure floating in the air immediately descended.

Looking at the thin white-haired old man in front of him stupidly, the one-armed old man immediately knelt down and shouted a little choked...... War veteran ......"

The white-haired old man did not shy away from the one-armed old man's bowing salute, showed a rather kind smile, nodded, and did not speak.

Then, the white-haired old man made a move with his right hand, and the one-armed old man who was kneeling on the ground floated up and stood on the ground as if someone was holding him.

The one-armed old man was shocked and wanted to kneel on the ground again, but found that he couldn't kneel anymore, so he had to bury his head and say, "Old Zhan, do you have any orders to wake me up?"

The old man in white nodded and asked softly, "How have you recovered over the years?"

The one-armed old man bent over, still buried his head and said, "It's almost recovered." ”

After glancing at the one-armed old man seriously, Zhan Lao slowly spoke: "I found a good seedling. ”

As soon as the words fell, joy appeared on the face of the one-armed old man.

You must know that there are not many people who can be looked at by the old man. Those who can be called seedlings are even rarer, and those who can be called good seedlings are even more rare.

I saw the one-armed old man raise his head and said happily: "Congratulations to the old man!"

After a pause, the one-armed old man said again: "Old Zhan, can you ...... Can you show me who has accepted our lineage?"

With a wave of the old man's arm, there were pictures of Chen Chen, Thin Monkey, Little Fat Man, and Xiaobai playing in the air......

The moment the one-armed old man saw the picture, he was stunned at first, and then his heart sank, and his face gradually changed from his previous joy to disjoy and sadness.

However, when the one-armed old man saw the old man looking into the air, his face was full of relief, and the one-armed old man was full of puzzlement.

Until the end of the aerial picture, the one-armed old man showed hesitation, but some words were not happy, and then he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Old man Zhan ......"

Zhan Lao retracted his gaze looking at the air, and said softly: "If you have something to say, don't talk about it." ”

After thinking twice, the one-armed old man said softly, "I think...... I don't think this seedling is very talented. ”

I saw that Zhan Lao looked into the distance a little lonely, and said slowly: "How many years, how many heroes have we selected that are thousands of times better than this, and what is the result?"

When the one-armed old man heard this, he seemed to remember something, and a painful look appeared on his face, and then his face distorted.

After a long time, the one-armed old man choked up and said, "But, old man, you shouldn't just choose it!"

Zhan Lao shook his head and said, "It's not decided yet, and it hasn't been tested yet." ”

The one-armed old man's face softened a little, and then he persuaded again: "Zhan Lao, I think you still have to think more carefully, after all, there are not many blows we can withstand." ”

After taking a deep breath, the old man beckoned to the old man, and said slowly: "I know all this, you come here ......."

Immediately, the one-armed old man straightened up and walked to the side of the old man.

Under the moonlight, the old man dressed in white whispered softly in the ear of the one-armed old man.

The one-armed old man who bowed his head sometimes nodded and sometimes frowned......