In an instant, a figure appeared as if out of thin air, standing in front of the two.

Qi Lina blurted out, "Old man, how could it be you? When did you follow us?"

The old man didn't answer Qi Lina's words, he looked at Song Feng and said, "Young man, you can sense my aura, you should also be a martial artist, right?" What a state it is now?"

"It doesn't matter to you what realm I am."

Song Feng said coldly, "For the sake of you helping us just now, I advise you."

"Keep an eye on what has the owner and try to snatch it, and beware of getting yourself into trouble."

"This bracelet is related to the old man, I must get it."

The old man's tone was not as kind as before.

"Even if you can find out the old man's breath, your cultivation may not be able to beat the old man, so why bother to be evil to the old man for one thing?"

"As long as you persuade the young lady next to you to give the bracelet to the old man, I can give you whatever you want, and I am willing to be friends with you."

"In the future, if you need help, the old man will be on call and will never break his word."

Song Feng sneered: "You don't have to worry about ***, with my cultivation, I can solve any trouble by myself."

The old man shook his head, his gaze suddenly sharpened.

"Since you say so, the old man can only take the love of others!"

"Are you sure you have to do it with me?"

Song Feng moved his shoulders twice and said, "I can't even see any cultivation, if you insist on doing something with me, you won't be afraid to lift a stone and hit yourself in the foot."

"Humph!"

In the next second, the old man pushed out his palms.

A wave of awe-inspiring energy, like a fist, hit in the direction of Song Feng.

Facing the momentum of the fight, Song Feng did not move like a mountain.

With the help of the true qi of the body, they are dissolved one by one into intangible.

Seeing this scene, the old man frowned, and said with a surprised expression, "I can't see it, your cultivation is higher than the old man thought."

"But the old man only used two points of cultivation just now, and if you can dispel them, it doesn't mean that your strength is really above the old man."

"Once the old man uses all his strength, you will inevitably lose."

"Old man, are you finished?"

Song Feng didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so he was patient and advised the old man in front of him to retreat despite the difficulties.

I didn't expect the old man to be inching in, and he was still chattering here.

"The old man gave you three points of color, and you really used it to open a dye room! If I don't give you a taste, you don't know how thick the sky is."

Song Feng's continuous refusal completely annoyed the old man.

The old man came to Song Feng in the time of lightning and fire, and punched Song Feng.

Song Feng did the same, waving his fists and fighting with the old man's attack.

The two fists collided with each other, creating a powerful aftermath of True Qi.

A gust of wind blew all around.

Qi Lina, who was hiding behind Song Feng, immediately closed her eyes.

After a few seconds, the old man stepped back again and again.

Standing three or four meters away from Song Feng, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

He looked at the fist in his hand incredulously.

Song Feng's true qi is stronger than himself, what is his origin?

At a young age, his cultivation is unfathomable.

When did this kind of young master appear in the local area?

Song Feng sneered, "Old man, it seems that your strength is not very good."

"I only used three points of force to beat you to bleed, and if I used five points of force, I am afraid you will have to lie down and get out of here."

"Arrogant, the old man is really serious this time!"

The old man was full of real anger, and the momentum on his body became terrifying.

"What a smiling tiger!"

"People who don't know, they still think that you are a martial arts senior with kind eyebrows and a sense of justice."

Song Feng's tone was sarcastic

"It turned out to be a martial arts scum who cultivated evil martial arts."

"Kung Fu doesn't matter if it's evil or not, as long as it's strong enough."

In a short period of time, the old man raised his cultivation to the strongest.

The figure turned into a streamer and hit Song Feng quickly.

Song Feng pushed his hands back and forth, colliding with the old man's true qi.

After fighting for more than a dozen moves in a row, the old man retreated again.

Little by little, blood flowed down from the corners of his mouth.

There were many important positions on his body, and he was violently attacked by Song Feng.

The dantian is unstable, and the qi and blood are messy.

If you continue to fight, you will not be killed by Song Feng, but you will also be shocked by him and your meridian cultivation will be greatly damaged.

Song Feng patted the dust on his body and said, "Next, it's my turn to make a move."

"You don't have that chance!"

The old man made a false move and waved a wave of qi.

As soon as Song Feng repelled the qi wave, the old man had already fled from here.

Sure that there was no old man's aura around, Song Feng turned around and said, "Lina, how are you? Are there any injuries?"

"No, it's just that your eyes are fascinated by the wind, just rub it."

Qi Lina rubbed her eyes and said, "Brother Song, I listen to you, this old gentleman is not a good person?"

"He pretended to be a good person, but he was actually a martial arts scum who cultivated evil kung fu, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's go back."

Worried that Song Feng was plotted by the old man, Qi Lina didn't say much and followed Song Feng to the street.

Drive back to the clinic.

Early the next morning, Qi Lina found Song Feng in a panic.

In the middle of the night last night, Grandpa's condition suddenly deteriorated.

The hospital has helped the old man out of danger and is now in a period of recuperation.

For some reason, the situation suddenly deteriorated to the extreme.

The hospital has issued a critical illness notice.

Qi Lina, who had no master of the six gods, didn't have time to think about it, and immediately found Song Feng for help.

Half an hour later, Song Feng came out of the ward.

The attending doctor at the door greeted him with Qi Lina.

Qi Lina said urgently, "Brother Song, how is my grandfather?"

Song Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, the old man is out of danger."

"Last night he wasn't getting sicker, he was plotted."

Qi Lina was startled at first and said, "Is it the mysterious organization?"

Song Feng nodded and said, "Judging from the current situation, only that mysterious organization has a reason to secretly poison your grandfather."

"I've healed his injuries, but he needs to recuperate, and I'm afraid it will take longer to be discharged."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Zilina patted her chest.

"As long as grandpa can get out of danger and stay for a longer period of time, I think grandpa can understand."

"It's just that in this way, it will be hard for you."

Song Feng patted Qi Lina on the shoulder and said, "You haven't run a company business, and now that your father is abroad, your grandfather's body has become complicated again."

"The burden of the development of the entire company falls on your shoulders."

"If you need help, feel free to come to me, I'll be happy to help you."

"Brother Song, thank you."

After a conversation, Qi Lina, Song Feng, and the attending doctor entered the ward together.

Old Man Qi was already asleep, and various instruments monitoring his body showed that the data was normal.

Near noon, Qi Lina invited Song Feng to a meal.

Halfway through lunch, Qi Lina's cell phone rang suddenly.