Fusion Computer: My Skills Are Not Serious

To be on the safe side, Song Wenwen let Dao Wuxin and the others enter the pasture first.

He and Gan Lu flew forward.

The reason why Ganlu was left behind was because Ganlu was empowered with purple energy, and his luck was against the sky.

So, with him, generally nothing bad will happen.

When the two came to the location of Qi Luck, they found a tattered-looking man lying on a stone with a wine gourd in his hand, taking a sip from time to time.

At the same time, he was still humming a little song that Song Wenwen had never heard.

"Alcohol is poisonous to the intestines, and it can relieve all worries!"

"Hahaha...what a sarcasm!" the man said, taking another sip of his wine.

"Boss, this man's strength is unfathomable."

"It's probably much stronger than Brother Wuxin." Gan Lu glanced at the drinking man from a distance, and said to Song Wenwen.

"In the first layer of heaven, it really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

"I don't know how many people like this there are."

"It's just, are these strong people so careless about their own image?"

"Still, such a strong person has some little hobbies." Song Wenwen said in a low voice.

"Little guy, didn't your family teach you not to talk about others casually?"

Just as Song Wenwen finished speaking, suddenly, the man's voice rang in his and Gan Lu's ears.

Even, the two could feel the heat exhaled by each other when they spoke.

The two hurriedly turned their heads and looked aside, only to find that the man who was talking in the distance just now appeared beside them at some point.

He leaned in front of the two of them, staring straight at them.

After Song Wenwen and Gan Lu turned their heads, they saw a big head staring straight at them.

This startled the two of them.

At the same time, they were also shocked by the strength of this man.

Because the strength of both of them is not weak, and their perception is also very strong.

But being approached by someone, he didn't notice it at the first time.

This is enough to show how strong the opponent is.

"Looking at the eclectic style of senior's behavior, he is quite strong, so I couldn't help but say a few words."

"Senior, please forgive me, adults don't remember the faults of villains." Song Wenwen's reaction was extremely fast, and he flattered immediately.

Now is the time to show the art of language.

The reason why he was called senior was because the other party called him a little guy.

Come to think of it, the other party's age should be quite young.

"You little guy is quite good at talking." The man glanced at Song Wenwen and said.

After finishing speaking, his figure flashed, and he returned to the previous stone.

Afterwards, he continued humming the unknown tune.

At this time, Song Wenwen checked the opponent's attributes.

【Name】: Fufeng

【Sex: Male

【Age】: 624

[Law Seed]: Sealing Law

Seeing this man's message, Song Wenwen was stunned.

Because under normal circumstances, a strong person in the Saint Realm can live up to five hundred years.

However, this man has lived for more than six hundred years.

This is at least a demigod level existence.

In the First Heaven, there are many saints, but there are not many strong demigods.

This was the first person in the demigod state that Song Wenwen met.

Thinking of this, Song Wenwen turned his palm and took out a bottle of spiritual wine.

This was brewed with some precious natural and earthly treasures when he was in Blue Star.

There are not many, but they are all rare wines.

Through the brief contact before, Song Wenwen was able to judge that the man should be a person who loves wine.

Therefore, he has to do what he likes.

Sure enough, when Song Wenwen opened the mud seal of the wine jar, a strong aroma of wine wafted out from the wine jar.

"Come on, Gan Lu, you have a taste too." Song Wenwen said, took out a cup, and poured Gan Lu a cup.

"Smells good, smells good!" At this time, Fu Feng's body appeared next to Song Wenwen and the others again.

"Senior, you don't want to grab my drink, do you?"

"I could tell at a glance that senior is not such a person." Song Wenwen said loudly.

"I...Of course I'm not that kind of person." Hearing what Song Wenwen said, Fufeng slowly lowered his raised arm.

He really planned to take the glass of wine from Song Wenwen just now, and now that Song Wenwen said that, he was naturally embarrassed.

However, when he was talking, his eyes were fixed on the wine jar in Song Wenwen's hand.

Sniff it from time to time.

Gan Lu took the wine glass handed over by Song Wenwen, first sniffed it with his nose, and then took a sip.

"Tsk, good wine!" Then, he said with a look of enjoyment.

Seeing Gan Lu's expression, Song Wenwen laughed inwardly.

He didn't expect Gan Luneng to understand his meaning in an instant, and cooperated so tacitly.

Seeing Gan Lu's expression and the constant smell of wine, Fufeng almost couldn't help but grab it.

However, every time he wanted to do something, what Song Wenwen said just now would come to mind.

To him, that sentence was like a general.

In desperation, he had no choice but to pick up his own wine and take a big gulp.

It's just that the good wine that I thought was good in the past tastes dull at this time.

Comparing people with others deserves death, and comparing goods with goods should be thrown away.

With such a tangy aroma, his wine didn't feel like wine.

"Accordingly, I should buy senior a drink." At this time, Song Wenwen suddenly turned his head and said to Fufeng.

When he was talking, he kept watching the other person's expression from the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, when Fufeng heard what Song Wenwen said, a smile appeared on his face.

He was about to say something when suddenly, Song Wenwen spoke again.

"However, after thinking about it, I still don't think it's necessary."

"Senior's wine is definitely better than mine, so I don't need to make a fool of myself." Song Wenwen said in a regretful tone.

Hearing Song Wenwen say that again, Fufeng almost gritted his teeth.

For the first time, he realized that a person owed such a beating.

If it wasn't for the title of senior, he would have to let Song Wenwen know why the flowers are so popular.

"Senior is well-informed, and will not look down on us because of our low strength."

"makes sense."

"Senior, let's try it together!"

"Senior, please don't be disgusted." Song Wenwen said, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to Fufeng.

"Seeing how polite you two little guys are, I'll give you a face."

"You know, other people are begging for me to drink, but I won't drink it." Fufeng said, taking the glass arrogantly.

He also imitated Gan Lu's previous appearance, first smelled it, and then took a sip.

"Tsk, good wine, really good wine!" Fufeng couldn't help but said.

He couldn't wait to drink the rest of the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Then, he turned his gaze to Song Wenwen again.