Huyan Qing stood on the land of the stronghold and looked at the luxurious buildings and the wide streets. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Last year, he had also participated in the regional competition. When he had come to the stronghold, there hadn't been so many buildings, at least not on this scale. But in just one year, the place had changed so much.
Huyan Qing felt more and more complicated. What kind of place was the border village? Where was the countryside? It was the representative of the slums. No strong cultivator from any region would take the border village seriously. Even they themselves hated the border village and wished they could immediately leave.
However, after coming here, Huyan Qing felt like he couldn't find a sense of belonging. No matter how good this place was, it wasn't his hometown. No matter how shabby his hometown was, it still gave people a warm feeling and all sorts of memories.
Huyan Hao and Huyan Qing's feelings weren't much different. The two of them stood on the land of the stronghold and felt regret. What had they been fighting for in the past?
The two brothers glanced at each other as if they could see the same urgency in each other's eyes. They urgently needed the border village to rise and develop so that it wouldn't fall behind other regions and become the representative of the slums.
"Home is often the best, but the success or failure of the home is something that every member of the border village has to consider. Your father is the leader of the stronghold, so I hope that you will consider the honor of the border village. Don't blindly fight here. That will only cause both sides to suffer and the border village will become poorer and poorer."
"Blood brothers don't need to fight so fiercely. Does the winner have to be the king and the loser has to be the bandit? Wouldn't that be very sad? "
"If the two of you work together, it will be very easy for the border village to thoroughly develop. It will also improve the results of this year's competition. At least, it won't be forgotten every year." "Think about it carefully.
As someone who has experienced it, I don't want you to become prisoners. That would be a great loss for both you and the border village. "
They didn't know when Lin Feng had appeared next to the two brothers. His tone was indifferent as he said a few words to the two brothers. Then, he quickly walked forward. However, Lin Feng's words were still lingering in the ears of the two brothers. They didn't disappear at all.
After a long time, the two brothers suddenly came to their senses and looked at Lin Feng with a complicated expression. They were becoming more and more curious about him.
"Who the hell is he?"
"Is it really as father said, that he's from a powerful force?"
"Perhaps. Let's go. We'll find an inn first, and then we'll go to the stronghold's master's mansion to hand over the roster."
The two brothers nodded their heads. After reaching an agreement, they found an inn not far away and paid the accommodation fee.
The two brothers, Huyan Qing and Huyan Hao, needed to report the list of participants from the border stronghold to the staff of the stronghold so that they could use it when the competition officially started tomorrow.
Lin Feng didn't stay in the inn, instead, he flew above the village. He wanted to see what it was like inside and see if he could find any acquaintances, such as Xu Qian or Jestan.
Unfortunately, Lin Feng flew for a few hundred kilometers, from dawn to noon, and still didn't see those people. Lin Feng was disappointed. Maybe they weren't in the country anymore? When Lin Feng thought about that, he couldn't wait to leave San Tian. He wanted to go to those influential groups that were at the peak of the war.
However, Lin Feng knew that before that, he had to fulfill his promise and help the border stronghold win the championship.
Just as Lin Feng was about to return to the inn, he suddenly saw a strange man sitting at the top of a tree and drinking alone on a mountain not far from him.
What really made Lin Feng feel strange was that the man's aura was very strange and unique. He was a Half-step Ultimate God, but Lin Feng felt that he was not weaker than Lei Gang. In other words, although the man was a Half-step Ultimate God, he had at least the strength of a Lower Ultimate God.
One's cultivation level was not equal to one's strength, and strength could not be measured by one's cultivation level. Lin Feng was an exception, so there would be many exceptions, and the man in front of him was one of them.
Lin Feng didn't leave. It was not easy for him to meet an expert in San Tian who caught his interest. Lin Feng wanted to get to know him.
Lin Feng flew to the top of the mountain and flew in front of the tree the man was sitting on. However, Lin Feng did not immediately talk to the man as that would break his aura and make the man hate him. Lin Feng picked a tree next to the man and sat down cross-legged. He then took out a jar of wine that Tang You You brewed from his Spatial Ring.
The moment he opened the lid of the wine, it attracted the man's attention. The man looked at Lin Feng, but Lin Feng was not arrogant or rash as he drank the wine. There was also a faint sense of melancholy which attracted the man's attention even more.
At first, the man thought that Lin Feng knew who he was and wanted to make friends with him, which made him hate Lin Feng. However, he did not expect Lin Feng to sit on the ancient tree next to him and drink alone. Although it was not without a trace of scheming, the man was indeed interested in Lin Feng.
"Let's have a drink?" The man took the initiative to talk to Lin Feng and raised the jar in his hand.
"Together." Lin Feng looked at the man and smiled faintly. He then picked up the jar and took a sip.
"Good, haha." The man was overjoyed. He picked up the wine jug and took a big gulp. He put down the jug and carefully looked at Lin Feng. They were both Half-Step Ultimate Gods, but they could feel the terrifying energy contained in Lin Feng's body. They had a tacit understanding and did not say it out loud.
"Brother, what are you doing here?" The man used his sleeve to wipe the wine from the corner of his mouth. He was a bold and unrestrained young man, not a flower in a greenhouse. Lin Feng liked him very much.
"Then, what are you doing here?" Lin Feng did not answer the man's question. Instead, he smiled and looked at the man.
The man smiled and said indifferently, "It seems like we don't want to talk. Don't worry, if you don't want to talk, then don't."
"That's right." Said Lin Feng while smiling. Then, he picked up the jug of alcohol and looked at the man. The man laughed and picked up the jug of alcohol as well. The two of them were less than five meters away from each other.
"Brother, you like to drink too?" The man smiled and looked at Lin Feng. His long hair was fluttering in the wind. Even his white robe was fluttering. Lin Feng's hair was also flowing in the wind. The two of them looked like two great demons. Their conversation attracted many people's attention.
"Isn't that …?"
Said a young man while looking at the young man in white clothes. He was about to shout out in surprise but then he saw the young man's glare which scared him so much that he immediately ran away. Many people knew that the young man didn't want Lin Feng to know who he was. Therefore, many people kept their mouths shut.
"It seems like you have a high status." Lin Feng didn't pay attention to such a short period of time. He had seen this kind of situation many times so he wasn't surprised anymore.
The man in white saw that Lin Feng was still talking and laughing. He didn't seem affected by the Qi just now. He was even more cautious and respectful towards Lin Feng.
"Hehe, I just don't want to talk. When the time comes, I'll be exposed."
"That's true, but I hope I can know who you are."
"Same here." The man smiled and looked at Lin Feng.
"Alright, let's not talk anymore. Let's drink. We don't need to know each other, we're good friends." Said Lin Feng while waving his hand. After that, he raised his glass and drank the wine in one gulp. His wife's wine was very fragrant and sweet.
"Alright, I like it. Haha." The man raised his wine and drank it in one gulp.
"Next time, remember to bring your wine and come to Qing Feng Mountain. Goodbye."
Said the man while laughing. He then jumped up into the air and disappeared from Lin Feng's field of vision. He was at least a few dozen kilometers away.
Lin Feng threw away the bottle of alcohol and started flying in the direction of the hostel but he was confused.
Who was the man in white clothes?
Actually, Lin Feng could have just grabbed a random person and asked them, but that would have been pointless. Since that person gave off a mysterious feeling, it was obvious that Lin Feng wouldn't use such a direct method to find out the truth.
"Sooner or later, you'll show up."
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