"At the age of twenty-five, I just reached the first-grade and fifth-grade swordsman of the Divine Sage," Luo Feng could say his age and strength was lower.

The old man with garlic nose held his beard and said, "There is no foundation in a famous family. He can open up the Qi Sea at the age of 18. He is a good seedling."

There is no extra praise. After all, in the Northern Region, Luo Feng's condition is barely considered to be of medium strength. If he throws it into the children of those major forces, there will be no dazzling spot.

"Brother, where are you going? Walking is probably too dangerous," the fat man walked over.

"I went to Tianzhihen and heard that it was the most lively place in the Northern Region," Luo Feng said truthfully.

"Okay, then we're going to go..."

Before the fat man finished speaking, the old man with garlic nose interrupted, "We may have to pick up people before we go to Tianzhihen. If you really don't mind, you can accompany us."

Luo Feng could tell that the old man with garlic nose seemed not to want Luo Feng to accompany him.

After all, there is a stranger around you. If you encounter danger, Luo Feng's strength is very likely to drag him down.

But Luo Feng thought about it and if there was a team to accompany him, and the old man with garlic nose seemed to have a good status, he could be regarded as a good shield.

Luo Feng bowed, "Since the old man invited him so kindly, it's hard for him to refuse, please trouble the old man."

The old man was stunned and said to himself, "Is this kid not understanding what I mean in front of me?"

Luo Feng then added, "If I encounter danger in the middle of the process, I will never drag the old man down. Even if I drag it, the old man can take the overall situation into consideration and just go straight."

Speaking of this, Luo Feng sneered secretly, "I don't know who will run faster by then. I don't have any skills, so I can still run away."

"Okay, that guy will go with us."

Luo Feng followed the old man's convoy forward.

On the way, I probably understood the identity of the other party and the others.

They belong to the 36 tribes of the Southern Wilderness. This time they came to the Northern Territory and received an invitation from the Ji family.

Judging from the identity of this garlic-nosed old man, he has a very high status in the Thirty-six tribes.

The fat man who was riding in the same car as Luo Feng was called "Feng Xiaohu."

"What's your name, brother?" Fatty Feng Xiaohu is a chatterbox and likes to drink like Luo Feng.

"Just call me Li Qingshan."

The name Luo Feng is already in danger, so it is better to use it less. Moreover, Luo Feng has been disguised, and it will not be abrupt when using Li Qingshan, and he will not be afraid of being exposed when he meets an acquaintance.

"Then I'll call you Xiaoshan. You can call me Fatty Feng, or you can call me a name directly. Just drink?"

The two of them whispered and their relationship quickly heated up.

Fatty Feng Xiaohu drank too much and the conversation started.

He hiccupped and said mysteriously, "Brother, you have been in the Northern Region for so long. Have you heard of the boss who came out of nowhere recently in the Northern Region?"

Luo Feng smiled slightly, "There are many experts in the Northern Region, what are you talking about?"

"That's that person," Feng Xiaohu lowered his voice, "the one who caused the Miller clan to go wild."

Luo Feng pretended to be surprised and intended to test, "I seem to have heard of this guy. Do you know where he came from?"

"Hehe, don't say anything, I really know a lot of guys," Feng Xiaohu said proudly, "If you want to know, I will only tell you one person."

Luo Feng wanted to laugh in his heart.

"You fat man, you almost said everything in the hotel during the day. I can tell that you are a typical big mouth, and you dare to talk about such things casually."

"It's better that I don't know. It's not necessarily a good thing to know too much in the Northern Region," Luo Feng pretended to be scared.

"No, you must know," Feng Xiaohu grabbed Luo Feng's collar and said slightly drunk, "This man has a great background. According to the rumors here, this man's background is against the will of heaven. Do you know why Emperor Long is

Will Qi and Di Wushuang appear?"

Luo Feng shook his head.

"I tell you, this man seems to have an extremely mysterious relationship with the father and son of the Di family. Not only that, but even the Ji family..., so..."

"Young master, it's just groundlessness. Be careful of the walls," the co-pilot's woman with long black hair couldn't help but remind her, and she looked at Luo Feng vigilantly.

Luo Feng pretended to be surprised, "Don't tell me about this kind of thing. This person has such a big relationship. If I provoke him, I'd be afraid of being killed and silenced."

"What are you afraid of? He is probably hiding from the vulgar development in the Northern Region now. How can we meet him?"

Luo Feng laughed secretly, "Fatty, I am the boss you call me. If the Miller clan really finds this place, you will probably be implicated by me."

There was nothing to say all night until dawn, the Feng clan convoy stopped mysteriously on a mountain road.

"Young master, get out of the car and prepare to pick someone up," the car door was knocked gently.

Fatty Feng Xiaohu wiped the drool from his mouth, "Here, so soon?"

"He..." The young Erhu pointed at Luo Feng who was pretending to sleep.

"Forget it, let me, Xiaoshan brother, have a good rest. When he comes out, he will make the other party nervous and cause unnecessary trouble," Fatty Feng Xiaohu was also loyal enough. He covered the blanket on Luo Feng, and then tiptoed.

Get off the car.

The gray mountains, frost dew slid down the tips of the leaves, hitting the car window beside Luo Feng.

Luo Feng slowly opened his eyes and observed the surroundings.

Everyone in the Feng tribe had a serious expression and got off the bus, as if waiting for the existence of special identities to appear.

"Who are you going to come here to pick up? Even if I, a trivial little person, are you wary of?" Luo Feng guessed secretly.

Luo Feng gently wiped the fog on the window and saw five or six figures appearing in a small path.

A young man with white figure appeared after these five or six figures.

Luo Feng couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but it was not difficult to tell that this person's identity was extremely mysterious and powerful.

With this person's appearance, the fat man Feng Xiaohu, who usually chattered, became honest. With a big belly, he bent his waist with a serious expression.

"Who is the sacred place?" Luo Feng did not dare to release the five senses here. After all, there were many experts on the scene. If he released the five senses to capture them, someone would notice them.

The white dress was a little dirty, and from the pace, it can be seen that I should have experienced a battle before. There was a small part of the blood stain on my chest, and a small part of the collar was torn apart with bare hands.

"You are the ones who are responsible for picking me up?" The young man in white said with a weak voice, but his voice was filled with a sense of pride that could not be hidden.

This kind of arrogance is not artificial, but it is brought from the bottom of the bone.

It doesn't seem abrupt when he says it from his mouth, but it's taken for granted.

The old man from white garlic bowed, "That's right, time is tight, so please come with us."

Baiyi nodded and looked at his dirty clothes, "Do you bring the clothes I want quickly? Find a nearby town and I need a shower."

"Take it, it's less than thirty kilometers away from the next town. The young master will endure it first."

The young man in white nodded and passed by Luo Feng's car.
Chapter completed!