Seeing that Xingli said it so categorically, everyone was stunned.

The old man stopped talking, looked him up and down a few times, and said with a smile: "You must be Xingli, right?"

Xingli was stunned and said lightly: "Not bad." ”

Thinking about it again, he said suspiciously: "Who are you, how do you know that I am Xingli?"

The old man smiled and said, "Good boy, I just asked you one question, and instead of answering me, you asked me two questions, which is really reluctant to suffer!"

Xingli was stunned again, and said lightly: "I have always been like this. ”

The old man smiled and said, "Not bad, good, temperament, personality." ”

Xingli was unmoved, silent for a moment, still asking: "Who are you, how do you know that I am Xingli?"

Seeing his cold and hard temper, the old man was stunned, and did not answer him, but smiled again: "Young man, you might as well guess." ”

Xingli pondered for a moment, and suddenly lost his voice and said, "Are you a dream old man?"

The old man smiled: "Good boy, I have a very accurate eye for people, yes, the old man is a dream old man." ”

Although Xingli had vaguely guessed that this was the answer, he was immediately speechless in surprise.

He didn't have to ask the old man how he recognized him, just because the old man was Fang Qianli's eldest brother, Fang Qianli must have told him something about himself, and it was strange that he couldn't recognize himself!

At this time, someone had already cried out: "Oh my God, I actually met the first wonder man at home and abroad, isn't this a dream?"

Still unsure of what was true, he couldn't help but pinch his thigh, until the pain came and he knew it wasn't a dream.

The Dream Old Man frowned.

There were also people who excitedly chanted the name of the dream old man repeatedly, and almost didn't shout long live.

The dream old man was speechless for a moment.

Someone else exclaimed: "Dream old man, I love you." It was a young girl who spoke.

The old man suddenly felt that his old face was a little red, and then it was a drunken redness.

It's just because, except for Yan Pianpian and Butterfly Phoenix, all the women here have already flirted with each other, and frequently secretly sent autumn waves.

Many young men and middle-aged men have also left the table, walked to the old man, and knelt down: "I, Li Shaoyang, have to see the immortal appearance of the old-timers, and I am no longer willing to leave an inch, and I hope that the old-timers can accept me as an apprentice, and I am willing to serve you." ”

"I, Qian Sanzhong, have always regarded you as a role model, no matter what I do, or how I behave, I am cautious and careful, I just want to wait until one day to become the second of your old man, but I found that your old man is so great, no matter how I study, I can't compare to you, so that God can open his eyes, I finally see you, your old man will accept me as an apprentice!"

He said that the goal was the same as the first person, thinking of worshipping the old man as a teacher.

The rest, didn't even bother to say nonsense, and shouted directly: "Master, take me!"

"Master, please bow to the apprentice!"

"Master, I want to learn art from you!"

“............”

Looking at the kneeling black pressure in front of him, listening to everyone's gossip, the dream old man only felt that his head was bigger, and a mouthful of old blood wanted to spurt out.

He wanted to refuse, but the crowd didn't give him a chance at all, and suppressed his words.

Just as he couldn't cry or laugh and was in a dilemma, a crisp laugh suddenly drowned out everyone's voices.

The laughter was so crisp and so beautiful that everyone was so calm that some people couldn't help but look back to see whose laughter it was.

Finally, they discovered that the owner of this voice was no stranger, but Yan Pianpian in colorful clothes.

Yan Pianpian had already walked over, walked to the opposite side of the dream old man and stopped, separated from the dream old man by a group of kneeling worshippers, and smiled at the dream old man: "Old man, long time no see." ”

The old man didn't speak, but looked Yan Pianpian up and down, and asked curiously: "Girl, I see that you are so familiar, have we met somewhere?"

"Of course I have seen it," Yan Pianpian said with a smile, "We are still old friends." ”

The old man tried to think about it, and he remembered the smiling and cute appearance of a little girl, as if it had been on an afternoon twelve years ago.

He asked in surprise, "Are you Situ Yan?"

Yan Pianpian was still smiling and talking to him just now, but her face suddenly changed at this moment, and she changed color and said: "Although I am the little girl at the beginning, I am not surnamed Sima, my surname is Yan." ”

The dreamy old man looked at her discolored face, couldn't help but be stunned, and after a long silence, he suddenly sighed again.

He had recognized that Yan Pianpian was the little girl who was pulling his beard and begging him to teach her how to learn art, but he didn't know what had happened over the years, she seemed to have fallen out with her father, otherwise how could she change her surname?

It's no wonder that there are rumors of a woman in the rivers and lakes, but no one knows her origin, but she didn't expect that she had already changed her surname.

Yan Pianpian stared at him with a calm face at this moment and said, "Senior Fang didn't come, why did you come suddenly?"

Only then did everyone wake up: they were originally waiting for thousands of miles, but because of the sudden appearance of the dream old man, they forgot all about it.

The people who were still kneeling had also quietly stood up and quietly hid aside, and they had seen that even if they knelt to the end of the earth and the sea was rotten, the old man would not accept him as a disciple, so why did he still kneel?

The old man said: "My second brother suddenly had a serious illness and can't come, so let me come and say sorry to everyone." ”

Yan Pianpian was stunned, and the others were even more Mu Li on the spot.

At this time, Xingli spoke, and he said in surprise: "Three days ago, Fang Erxia looked still in good spirits and full of energy, how could he be sick, and what kind of serious illness did he have?"

"Yes, tell me what's going on!" the others didn't ask, but the surprised gaze said everything.

The dreamy old man sighed: "When people get old, their health will inevitably get worse and worse, not to mention that the second child has been worrying about some things recently, and he eats whole grains, so it's a strange thing not to get sick." ”

He said that he still didn't say what Fang Qianli was all about, but since he said this, he wanted to deliberately conceal some information, everyone was a talented and intelligent person, and since he knew this, no one was embarrassed to ask again.

Yan Pianpian lowered her head, silent, and didn't know what she was thinking.

Hua Wuwu sometimes frowned, sometimes sighed lightly, and seemed to feel sorry for Fang Qianli.

The butterfly phoenix snuggled tightly to Xingli's side, and when he was by her side, she was like a princess, unwilling to do anything or think about anything.

Xingli was guessing: behind Fang Qianli's illness, there must be a great secret.

Think about it, he has gathered everyone here, and he is about to do something big, how can he suddenly fall ill so coincidentally?