"Sure enough, it's the people of the Confucius Institute!

The white-bearded old man muttered softly, shook his head, and walked in, ignoring Kong Yunjie, but looking at Qin Feng.

"How did you find me?"

"Uncle, don't you think it's strange that a martial artist appears in the sect?"

When Qin Feng appeared, he had already swept the people around him with a different look.

It is undeniable that everyone is a martial artist, and no one hides his breath, but this white-bearded old man controls his realm in Wuzun.

And long before entering the market, Ling Taohai reminded him that there is an administrator here, be cautious in your words and deeds, and don't cause trouble.

Look at the white-bearded old man again, aren't you covering your ears and stealing the bell?

And he is not like others, subconsciously retreating, but standing in place with great interest.

Anyone with a brain can see that he must be an administrator, just in case of trouble.

"Ahem!"

The white-bearded old man coughed awkwardly, looked around and said, "Kong Yunjie disturbed the security of the market and was confined for ten days. ”

"You wait for me, I want you to die in the Zongbang War!"

I don't know where a few people rushed out and arrested Kong Yunjie, who was shouting and fighting.

Then the white-bearded old man looked at Qin Feng and continued: "You, come with me! I have something to ask you!"

The domain, in a random room.

"Qin Feng!"

The white-bearded old man sat in the room and whispered.

"It's me, that's right!"

Qin Feng sat opposite, holding Xiao Ina in his arms, nodded and said.

"Who is this little girl?"

The white-bearded old man frowned slightly and asked.

"My daughter!"

Qin Feng replied expressionlessly.

The white-bearded old man frowned, his eyes were full of doubt, and he asked casually, "As far as I know, you have no heirs!"

"You check me?!"

What do you mean by the people of the domain?

Qin Feng is a little incomprehensible now, saying that he has something to do with himself, but he is talking nonsense, not asking about his own business, but talking about Xiao Ina.

Do they know about little Ina, or what are their intentions for little Ina?

"Dare to ask, as far as you know, I don't have anything yet?"

Qin Feng tightened Xiao Ina in his arms, although his face was still calm, but in fact, his perception had already dispersed, carefully sifting through the people around him, and observing the line.

In the event of any accident, it is necessary to evacuate quickly and safely.

"Hahahaha, don't be nervous!"

When the white-bearded old man heard this, he laughed instead, pressed his hand and said, "It's not a check, it's just an understanding." ”

"Oh, I wonder what you all know?"

If Qin Feng believes his nonsense, he will be stupid, understand, is there any difference between checking me?

Be prepared to slip away!

"Qin Feng, the master of the Mao Si vein of Yun Taizong, has gone from an unknown little martial king to a current martial arts sect with the power of a strong man. ”

"Two years, a big realm, don't you want to say something?!"

Qin Feng quietly watched the white-bearded old man swaying in front of him, silent, but there was an uproar in his heart.

Sure enough, it's too public!

The three advanced levels among ordinary people are basically based on five years, and their ~~ strength has improved too fast, which still makes people stare at it!

But seriously, I didn't expect time to pass like this, it's been two years! What have I done in the past two years?

Why do I still want to have a problem with my focus?

"During the period of Yun Taizong, the four disciples of Mao Sifang, Wang Siqi, Li Yuerong, Zhang Zhiheng, and Meng Yanjun. ”

"It made them go off the rails, and after a few months, everyone has grown accordingly, and there are more inhuman breakthroughs. ”

"Won the first place in the sect competition that season. And you~~ are already Wuzun!"

Qin Feng was expressionless, pretending to be calm and sitting there, but the back tooth sockets were involuntarily biting together.

The sect domain even knew this, how did they know about it? Could it be that Yun Taizong had internal ghosts?

"Then go to the Taishan Palace, disappear for a whole year for no reason, and when you reappear you have become a martial artist, until today. ”

After hearing this, Qin Feng instantly put his heart down, it turned out that they were not omnipotent, and they still didn't know many things.

"Taishan Hall vs. Sun Mingyue, you are unharmed!"

"In the power competition, you are at your peak, and it is difficult to meet an opponent. provoked the two major sects of Taishan Hall and Qiyue Sect, ranking first and second. ”

"From being unpopular to being famous, you have demonstrated a sense of perception that ordinary people can't match. You can know everything in advance, and even dodge any attack in advance. ”

"Even now, you're constantly emitting an energy that spreads all the way around!"

Qin Feng's pupils shrank, and his steady hand shook the chair hard, and his heart immediately rose to his throat, and the whole person almost didn't stand up.

Since he acquired the perception skill, no one knows, and Qin Feng can be said to have avoided thousands of difficulties and dangers with this skill, and he has also gained a lot.

I didn't expect him to be able to see and perceive! Or rather, he could sense perception!

What is the origin of this white beard?

"Don't be nervous! I don't have any ill will!"

"I think you relied on this ability to get out of the space cave!"

The white-bearded old man smiled and waved his hand, and continued, "Do you know what I want to ask you when I say so much?"

Qin Feng forcibly stabilized the army's heart, looked up at the white-bearded old man, the tip of the needle was at Mai Mang, his eyes were calm, and he didn't say a word.

"What happened to you two years ago?"

The white-bearded old man sat down across from him again and asked softly.

Two years ago? Two years ago, Lao Tzu was still on Earth! How do I know what happened?

I came here inexplicably, and I have been surviving until now.

But Qin Feng can't say that this is no longer a secret, it is simply a red-letter file, and no one can know about it.

"Qin Feng two years ago, waste, nest bag, I can't even afford to eat!"

"Two years later, Qin Feng is genius, brave, and even invincible in the world in the territory of the Martial Sect!"

The white-bearded old man raised his head slightly, as if talking to himself, "Who are you?"

When Qin Feng heard this question, he was instantly blindsided, who am I? I am Qin Feng!

What do you mean by putting on an empty face, and what do you mean by your thoughtful movements?

Are you a ~~ philosopher!?

"Who the hell are you?"

The white-bearded old man looked at Qin Feng, his eyes were not empty, but flashed a little starlight, and asked softly.

Who the hell am I?

This sentence seemed to have magical power, and it instantly hit Qin Feng's brain, causing the whole person to fall into deep thought, unable to extricate himself.

yes, who the hell am I?

Fundamentally speaking, I'm not Qin Feng, I'm just a code name, a name!

But I'm not Qin Feng, who am I? I'm Qin Feng!

Wait a minute!

Who am I? Does the code name matter? It doesn't matter! Does the name matter? It doesn't matter!

Without self, all beings are spirits!!

Without him, I think, therefore I am!

Qin Feng couldn't help but tremble when he thought of this, as if he had pushed open a door, and all his thoughts were involved.