C95 (2/2)

He listened carefully for a while and actually heard the lyrics clearly.

”One touch, on Beauty, on your jade feet; second touch, smooth as brocade, smooth as silk; third touch, on the hem of her skirt, with the hem obscured; fourth touch, on the waist, on the waist, on the dance; fifth touch, between the ravines …”

In broad daylight, there was actually someone singing the song 'Ten, Eight, Touch' between the verdant and lush Concepts? Hearing this voice, Dong Wenfeng's expression darkened. He suddenly realized that the voice seemed to be drifting about in the distant mountain. It was clearly echoing in the mountains, but in a blink of an eye, it had already arrived in his vicinity.

Dong Wenfeng immediately became vigilant. He stood up and took out the throwing knives he prepared earlier and stared straight ahead. He saw a faint old man walking towards him.

The old man looked to be 1.6 meters tall, and he appeared to be abnormally short in front of the 1.8 meters tall Dong Wenfeng. He had a braid on his head, a white beard, and a walking stick in his hand.

Dong Wenfeng had seen thousands of people on the battlefield, but he had never seen such a person. However, from the looks of the other party, he knew that he was not in the same group as the He family.

Therefore, he kept his scimitar and made a path for his opponent to pass.

Unexpectedly, although he wasn't willing to say much, the other side took the initiative to speak up.

”Kid, your injuries aren't light. How can you not change your expression at this point? Not bad.”

These words were like a clap of thunder that resounded in Dong Wenfeng's mind.

Although he was injured, the blood had already stopped. Plus, although his body was dirty, there wasn't much blood on him. He was wearing the black leather He family bodyguard uniform, so it was hard to tell where his wound was.

However, he didn't expect that this extremely dishonest looking old man would be able to see through him with a single glance.

He was bewildered, but before he could say anything, the other party spoke up once again, ”Kid, I can see that your bones are in shock. You are a rare martial arts genius. The mission of maintaining world peace is none other than you …”

Dong Wenfeng: ”…”

He looked at the other party, and after a long silence, he opened his mouth, ”Old man, if you have nothing else to say, I will take my leave first.”

When the old man heard this, his expression didn't have that exaggerated expression from before. He walked to a rock and squatted, then looked at Dong Wenfeng with an equal gaze, ”Old man, I've walked the mountains for so many years and have never met anyone. Don't you think it's strange that I've encountered you in this kind of situation?”

Dong Wenfeng: ”Maybe it's my bad luck today?”

The old man slapped his thigh. ”What luck? This is clearly fate!” For a martial arts genius to meet a master with no descendants, this is fate.

Dong Wenfeng said: ”Don't tell me you want me to sing together with you in the mountains?”

He didn't have any intention of teasing the old man, and felt that the old man might be an expert, but there were still many things he needed to face. The outside world was currently in chaos, and he was worried about Ke Er's safety, so he naturally wouldn't stay in the mountain with the old man to learn anything.

The old man did not answer directly, but said, ”Your body's strength and speed, as well as the potential of your physique, are things that I have never seen before. Although you are just an ordinary person, your abilities are almost comparable to a middle stage Yellow Rank martial artist, and you have long surpassed the standards of an ordinary person who has undergone rigorous training. Just now, someone was able to force you into the mountains, and you can see that he has already surpassed the standard of an ordinary person. Are you not curious about why he was able to unleash such a powerful force? ”