Every time the old man took a step, Song Feng's heart rose a point.

The old man obviously didn't have any true qi fluctuations, but it made Song Feng feel like he was facing a great enemy.

Song Feng could be sure that this old man was the strongest of the masters he had ever come into contact with, and there was no one.

Now, Song Feng's cultivation is only half a step away from the Jindan period, and the old man can make Song Feng shudder, indicating that the other party's cultivation is definitely in the Jindan stage.

In this way, Song Feng was even more puzzled.

The aura of the world is thin, and Song Feng has encountered countless opportunities to have his current cultivation.

Who is the old man in front of him? Cultivation is actually above himself.

"Don't think that when you are young, you can waste your body at will, when you are old, you will know that the body that was overdrawn when you were young will have to be repaid at a certain age."

As if he had known Song Feng for many years, the old man walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at Song Feng with a smile on his face.

Remind Song Feng to drink less wine and rest more in the future.

Song Feng said in a deep voice, "Senior, don't you be busy talking about my affairs first, don't you think it's rude for you to show up at my house so late and come in without my permission?"

The old man smiled and said, "The old man is old, and when he waits outside for a while, he immediately feels a sore back, and he really can't stand it."

"In addition, there are too many flowers and plants in your place, and you can encounter mosquitoes at any time, so there is no way, the old man can only enter uninvited and wait for you inside."

Hearing this, Song Feng's nose almost crooked.

Your old man's cultivation is far away from me, and I am embarrassed to say that I feel back pain after standing for a while, and I am afraid of mosquito bites?

Although the old man spoke out of tune, there was one thing that Song Feng could be sure of.

The old man in front of him was not hostile to himself.

If anything, it can kill itself in minutes, and it is impossible to say that this content does not make any sense.

"Come on, come on, sit next to me, don't be so inhibited, make this your own home."

Song Feng smiled strangely and said, "Senior, is it possible that this is my home?"

"Oh, I don't have a good memory when I'm older, so I thought this was my home."

The old man smiled and said, "Why don't you come and sit down? I don't think I'm going to sneak up on you, do I/

"With the cultivation of my predecessors, once I make a move, even if I don't die on the spot, I will definitely be seriously injured, and there is no need for my predecessors to sneak attack me at all."

After speaking, Song Feng suppressed the puzzle in his heart and walked to the old man and sat down.

The old man looked at Song Feng and said, "Old man, I came here this time, first, to thank you, secondly, to discuss one thing with you, and thirdly, to let you go with me to do one thing."

Hearing this, Song Feng frowned.

The old man's words were getting stranger and stranger.

I don't know him, why did the old man come to thank him?

What do you have to discuss with yourself, and then let Song Feng do something with him?

Song Feng said quietly, "I don't know where the old seniors are cultivating with their high surnames?"

"It's been so long, so long that I've forgotten my name, if you don't mind, just call me Wang."

"What? Old Wang Ba?!"

Song Feng almost laughed out loud, how could anyone call himself that.

The old man glanced at Song Feng and said, "Old Wang, there is no one behind."

Song Feng secretly slandered.

It's obviously your old man who said it himself, but now he blames Song Feng.

In line with the idea of respecting the old and loving the young, and finding out, Song Feng didn't bother with the old man, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Senior Wang, if I'm not mistaken, it seems that you and I have never known each other."

"You're right, you and I haven't met. But I have known you for a long time, and after more than a year, aren't you curious, why hasn't the Guo family come to trouble you?"

As soon as these words came out, Song Feng had a shocked expression and quickly got out of the sofa

He stood up and looked at the old man in front of him again.

"Sit down, sit down, young people are young people, they are frizzy when they encounter something, they are startled, the old man is old, he can't stand your fright, sit down."

Lao Wang waved his hand, and didn't seem to think that he had said anything extraordinary.

Lao Wang didn't think it, but Song Feng was shocked.

More than a year ago, Song Feng went to the magic capital to participate in the largest antique trade fair in China.

After that, a series of events occurred in the magic capital.

There was a conflict with Kyoto's hidden giants.

Young Master Guo, who went to the Demon Capital to expand his strength on behalf of the Guo family, mobilized masters many times to try to kill Song Feng.

In the face of various dangers, Song Feng broke through the realm and fought back.

defeated the master sent by the Guo family, and at the same time severely injured Young Master Guo.

It didn't take long for the new head of the Demon Capital Secret Service Division to find Song Feng.

Comfort Song Feng that there is no need to worry, the Guo family will not come to trouble him.

A senior from the headquarters of the Secret Service helped Song Feng block this crisis.

After a year, many new things happened around Song Feng, and he gradually forgot about it.

Now that I heard Lao Wang mention the Guo family, the memories that were gradually forgotten by Song Feng all came back to my mind.

Looking at Lao Wang, who was smiling and speaking a little out of tune, Song Feng said respectfully, "Senior, are you the senior master of the Secret Service Division?"

"I'm just an ordinary old guy who lived for almost two hundred years and stepped into a coffin with half a leg."

"You've lived for over two hundred years?!"

Song Feng was taken aback.

No wonder the other party's cultivation will be above him.

"It's not an exaggeration to call you an old man a land immortal."

"What land fairy, don't put a high hat on the old man, do you think the longer you live, the happier you are?"

"When you reach my age, old man, you will feel that sometimes living too long is not necessarily a good thing."

Lao Wang looked at Song Feng with a sigh of relief, and said, "When your relatives and friends around you have left you one after another, and you yourself are living well, and you will not kick your legs and breathe in a short time, at that time, you will hate why you want to live for so long."

Song Feng nodded.

If what Lao Wang said is true, he is close to 200 years old, and 99% of his contemporaries are no longer alive.

The friends I met later may have also left this world.

"Okay, don't talk about these unhappy things, you sit down first, tilt your head and talk to you, the old man's neck is tired and panicked."

Lao Wang regained his unorthodox appearance.

Clapped his hands and patted the sofa next to him, motioning for Song Feng to sit down.

Song Feng sat on the side of the sofa, and Lao Wang said with a smile: "As I said just now, I came to you this time, there are three purposes, the first is to thank you, you have done a lot of things for the Secret Service Department in more than a year."

"Cleaned up a large number of evil scum, and taught a hard lesson to some of the restless forces lurking underground."

"Let these forces not dare to act rashly, and for that alone, you are qualified to enter the Secret Service Division as a high-level officer."