Wrongly Marrying a Cruel General: Mad Concubine Peerless

The white-haired old man had a smile on his face. Anyway, he has nothing to do now, let's play with him, maybe it can add some fun?

"Then let's try!" Lin Feng flew towards the white-haired old man again after finishing his sentence, and the people around the shadow gate saw that the gate had made a move, and immediately formed a formation.

The white-haired old man scanned the crowd, showing no sign of fear.

"You don't want this group of people to bully an old man like me, do you?" The white-haired old man was a little dissatisfied. If he did this, he would be at a disadvantage, dealing with a group of them alone.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Lin Feng hated this white-haired old man in his heart, and he found that his mother actually hated him too.

The white-haired old man frowned slightly.

"Aren't you still going to marry Qingluan? Do you want to practice Yin-Yang magic?" The white-haired old man asked with a smile while avoiding Lin Feng's moves.

Lin Feng was surprised for a moment, this old man knew quite a lot, he even knew all these things, it seems that he underestimated him, what kind of affection did he have with his mother, why did his mother treat him after seeing him? The eyes will be so confused, as if the long-endured pain has found its source.

"What does it matter to you?" While talking, Lin Feng drew out the long sword he was carrying with him, and the light of the sword flashed, piercing the white-haired old man's throat.

The white-haired old man flicked Lin Feng's sword lightly with his fingers.

"Is your kid's swordsmanship good? It's pretty fast, but it's still a beat slower than my old man." The white-haired old man said with a smile.

Lin Feng felt that he had reached the fastest point in his attack just now, but he didn't expect this white-haired old man to be even faster. Who the hell is he?

"You practice Yin-Yang Divine Art?" Lin Feng's tone was not only cold but also a little surprised.

The white-haired old man nodded slightly.

"Because I have practiced Yin Yang Divine Art, I can understand that your sword is full of sadness." The white-haired old man knew that Black Shadow would not treat him well, because her heart was full of hatred.

Lin Feng was startled for no reason, he actually knew what was in his heart, could it be possible to read other people's minds by practicing Yin Yang Divine Art?

"Except for myself, no one will understand how much joy and sorrow I pretended in my story!" Lin Feng didn't want to be entangled with this white-haired old man anymore.

"Why don't we have a good talk, maybe I can bring Qingluan girl to you?" The white-haired old man said confidently.

"You don't need to worry about it, I can still make Qingluan the hostess of Shadow Gate!" Lin Feng's haughty look completely concealed his angelic face.

"Really? Qingluan's child will be born in two or three months, and then you want to snatch Qingluan's child too?"

The white-haired old man asked with a smile, in fact, he doesn't want to take care of Qingluan's affairs at all now. Qingluan's affairs are too troublesome. He has his own son now, and he just wants his son to inherit his martial arts. .

If possible, he would also like to take Shangguan Jie as his disciple. Shangguan Jie's martial arts is very high, and he should have a good understanding of martial arts at his age.

Lin Feng's expression changed, Qingluan was determined, no matter whether she had children or not, he would definitely let Qingluan be his wife.