Urban divine farmer medical immortal

When Feng qiansong heard this, he frowned deeply and looked at Sunan carefully: "who are you, do you know me?"

"Forget it, forget it."

Sunan shook his head and said nothing else.

Feng qiansong said with a cold smile, "pretend to be a ghost."

"Ha ha, this guy is really shameless. At this time, he still wants to make up with master Feng. Unexpectedly, he miscalculated. Master Feng is a person who has changed greatly. How can he know such a little fish?"

Qiu Mingdong laughs coldly and looks at Sunan like a dead man.

The middle-aged manager next to him was laughing and pointed to Sunan with his fat and short fingers: "it's so bad that he came up with such a trick to pretend to be an acquaintance. Hahaha... It's killing me."

The expression on Wen Qinghong's face was a little ugly, and he stamped his foot: "I let you go early, but I didn't. now it's better, it's too late to go."

"Boy, I don't care what tricks you are playing, but you should die today." Feng qiansong's face is chilly and his heart is sneering. He is now in a high position. Even some dogs and cats come to make friends with him.

"Do it. I'll see if you've made any progress in such a long time."

Sunan a elder teach younger tone, listen to the people next to a burst of sweat.

Well, I failed to pretend to be an acquaintance. Now I'm going to pretend to be an expert.

Feng qiansong's ears heard this. He was like a cat whose tail had been guessed. His whole body was blown up. He was actually instructed by a hairy boy. If this was spread out, how could he get along with Feng qiansong.

"Boy, I want to let you know the serious consequences of open mouth."

Feng qiansong has already achieved half the cultivation of immortals. With one move, the wind is surging around, and even the Sumu in the scenic area is shivering.

"Die for me!"

Feng qiansong's body flashed. He clawed with one hand. The light golden light on his claws was like the Golden Dragon's claws. With some metal feeling, he grasped the neck of Southern Jiangsu.

The people next to him had a funny smile, as if they had seen Feng qiansong scratch the throat of Southern Jiangsu.

Sunan didn't move, just like he was scared.

Then, he gently shook his head and said, "Alas, twenty years, there has been some progress, but it's a pity that the progress is too small, but it's still better than when you carried the tripod to Zhangjia."

"This guy is talking nonsense about carrying the tripod to Zhangjia."

When people around heard the nonsense of Sunan, they were puzzled.

However, Feng qiansong's pupil suddenly shrinks, looking at the plain smile of Sunan. In the depth of his memory, a memory that has been covered with dust for a long time emerges.

When looking at Sunan, his body could not help shaking.

"You, it's you... How can it be you?"

Feng qiansong was shocked. His eyes were full of fear, and his body was trembling. His breath was as if he had seen a ghost.

"Impossible, this is impossible..." Feng qiansong's language is confused.

"Ah! I remember

Feng qiansong's face was pale. He never thought that a person who should have died 20 years ago would appear in front of him now. Instead, his face remained unchanged and he was still young.

It's too big. Once it gets out, let alone the elite area, even the big people on the Holy Island will be shocked.

And 20 years, no one can think of how terrible the strength of the world's first master changed.

Even if he is now half of the cultivation of a land immortal, he does not dare to move.

Half step immortal, in front of this old devil, that is a fart!

Are there few half step immortals who died in his hands?

Seeing Feng qiansong's change, Qiu Mingdong was puzzled. He clenched his fist and urged: "master Feng, what's the matter with you? Catch this man for me."

"Capture it?"

After hearing these two words, Feng qiansong trembled with fright and scolded in his heart. If you have the ability to capture your uncle, I've really lost eight lives. How can I be with the Qiu family.

He didn't have any time to deal with Qiu Mingdong, but made a strange act in front of the public.

Turn around!

Run away!

Qiu Mingdong is puzzled. Not only he, but also the people in the whole scenic area are watching. Master Feng qiansong, a great master who had risen before the great changes of heaven and earth, unexpectedly fled without fighting at this moment!

Seeing his actions, Sunan knew that the other party had recognized himself. Seeing Feng qiansong run away, he didn't go after him either. Instead, he said something sad

"Old friends meet, Feng qiansong. It's too unkind of you to leave like this."

The voice of Sunan sounded flat.

Frightened, Feng qiansong shivers all over. His old friend is an old friend, but he doesn't want to see him at the bottom of his heart.

As soon as he bit, he ran away madly, pretending that he didn't hear Sunan's cry behind him. He was scared out of his wits and instinctively wanted to run away, just like a goat seeing a tiger. It was an instinct.

But he forgot how the goat could escape from the tiger.

"I'm disappointed to see you, my old friend."

When the voice of Sunan comes out again, his figure has become blurred. When people look for his figure again, Sunan has appeared in front of Feng qiansong.

He was dressed in a white robe and stood with his hands on his back, facing Feng qiansong. His breath was as refined as a banished immortal.

Feng qiansong's body suddenly stopped in mid air, and his face was even more desperate.

He had already reflected that how could he escape in the hands of the old devil by his means.

Under the gaping gaze of everyone, master Feng qiansong, the world-famous martial arts master, had an ugly expression on his face. Then... He knelt down slowly to the man.

"What?"

Seeing this scene, Wen Qinghong stretched out her delicate hand and covered her mouth. Her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.

"God, what did I see? Master Feng knelt down to the young man and begged for mercy. How could it be? Did my eyes go wrong?"

Someone rubbed his eyes hard to confirm the terrible scene.

Qiu Mingdong and the middle-aged manager showed deep fear in their eyes. What was the situation? What happened in front of them was beyond their imagination.

Sunan turned his head, quietly looking at Feng qiansong kneeling on the ground, indifferent way: "Feng qiansong, now you remember me?"

Feng qiansong lowered his head, even did not dare to look up at the deep eyes of Sunan. He heard Sunan asking himself and said respectfully, "remember, remember."

Sunan then turned his head to Qiu Mingdong, who was as pale as death, and said faintly: "your Qiu family is very powerful, isn't it?"

"I... i... senior..." Qiu Mingdong stuttered and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Sunan waved, lazily listening to his nonsense, extremely impatient way.

"Kill me."