A seductive blood-colored lotus suddenly bloomed deep in Feng Qingcheng's eyes, and the petals spiraled, and invisible thought power poured out instantly, just like the autumn wind swaying fallen leaves, breaking all the hidden weapons in front of them.

The straw raincoat swirled upside down toward the old man. The old man in the air had nowhere to leverage his strength. His left hand suddenly poked out like an eagle's claw, and a dazzling red phoenix spread its wings suddenly appeared.

The huge phoenix appeared in the air like a shattering sky, turning into a divine beast spreading its wings and soaring. The phoenix head was proudly raised, and it screamed in a sharp cry to meet the hidden weapon that was flying in bloom.

In the blink of an eye, all the hidden weapons were taken into his body and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

With the sound of "ding" the hidden weapons of straw raincoats all over the ground fell on the ground.

Feng Qingcheng was stunned and incredible when he saw this scene.

The phoenix was so lifelike and realistic that at that moment, she could even clearly see the blood-colored feathers on its body.

The old man's heel landed on the ground almost at the same time. The fishing rod in his hand tightened, pulling the fishing line in Feng Qingcheng's hand, and the two sides stood in confrontation.

"Miss Feng... It seems that you have surprised me too much..."

"Each one another..." Feng Qingcheng put away the surprise in his heart and said calmly: "You also surprised me a lot."

The old man slowly brought a fishing rod from his hand, and his smile was deep: "Miss Feng, can we sit down and have a good chat?"

"No need... just say something, so as not to fight again later..."

"Although I, Simonro, is not a gentleman, I will not attack my junior sister..."

"Junior sister?" Feng Qingcheng's eyes almost fell off: "Who is your junior sister?"

Although the old man in front of him was strong and his eyes were bright, his hair and beard were all white. Although there were not many wrinkles on his face, he looked at him and it was definitely an old man.

Even if someone is born old and looks like an old man, his disciples are visually placed there.

If others don’t say it, they will just talk about his grandchildren, Ximen Yichu, who doesn’t know how many grandchildren, is probably older than her in terms of age.

And she is just a girl in her prime, and she can't talk about this senior brother and sister.

"My junior sister, of course it's you... Do you think everyone deserves to be my junior sister?"

"Stop it..." Feng Qingcheng shouted coldly: "Although I don't know who I am, I can guess that I won't be your junior sister... You won't be telling me that you look older than ordinary people..."

"Haha..." Simonro suddenly laughed and said, "Although I am much older than ordinary people, this face may not be too old..."

"Don't change the topic... There is no need for us to get close to relatives. If you come to me to recognize me as my junior sister, then there is nothing to talk about between us..."

"Don't be anxious..." Simonro completely let go of the premonition in his hand, put it on the ground with a friendly and careful look, and stretched out his left hand.

"If you find it incredible, then do you dare to stretch out your left hand?"
Chapter completed!