Murong Feng smiled instantly. He couldn't find Mo Linfeng. Since he had heard of his name, he was a little surprised. After all, more than a hundred years ago, he was no longer willing to ask too much about the world. His name has gradually become drowned in the singing of history over time.

I heard it here today, but it was heard from Mo Linfeng's mouth. How could he be unhappy?

Immediately, his voice full of vicissitudes said, "That's right, I don't know where you heard of my name?"

No matter what, he hasn't shown up for a long time. He doesn't believe that a little baby will easily know his name. Someone must have told him everything, otherwise how could he be recognized.

His appearance changed drastically, or was the result of his deliberate use of his own means. He could tell his seclusion from his position with his voice just by knowing his seclusion and his identity. Obviously, things are not that simple.

Except for the people in the town who knew that there was such a peerless master in the town. As for what it was called, no one knew, but now he said it from a little baby. He was still a little shocked. Even if he knew Mo Zhihua, it was already many years ago. Since that incident, he has rarely had contact with Mo Zhihua.

This young man who called himself Mo Guihua's son actually said his name so easily, which only means that Mo Guihua told the young man about him.

In fact, Mo Linfeng knew that Murong Feng was indeed known from his father. This was the only person his father told him, and his father also said that he seemed to owe Murong Feng too much. According to his father's description, Murong Feng seemed to have a close relationship with him. His father seemed to have told him at the beginning, but the time interval was a bit long and he couldn't remember it clearly.

But I still vaguely remember that it seemed that Mo Zhihua brought him here to find his traces, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.

And now he suddenly appeared in front of him...

Although he had not seen the other person's appearance clearly, Mo Linfeng dared to conclude that this person was definitely a story-making person because his voice had been through vicissitudes.

"Senior, is Murong Feng really?" Mo Linfeng didn't believe that his luck was so good, so he confirmed again.

"That's right!" Murong Feng's tone was firm, and he looked at Mo Linfeng through his spiritual sense with all his emotions. It looked so similar, it was exactly the same as Lin'er.

The more he looked at Mo Linfeng, the more he felt that Lin'er was like him in his mouth, but he didn't say it out, because he had guessed the purpose of Mo Weihua, and was planning to turn Mo Linfeng into a peerless strong man!

Speaking of which, he was also a little regretful. Many years ago, he felt that someone had taken action against Mo Qinghua. Unfortunately, when he arrived, the fight had ended. Judging from the traces left on the scene, Mo Qinghua was definitely seriously injured. He was very worried, but he couldn't do anything.

I didn't care about anything I said at the beginning, and I naturally abide by the water I spilled out of what I said.

Mo Linfeng didn't know what Murong Feng was thinking. After all, he was excited now. He finally found the person his father had been talking about, but unfortunately his father was not here.

"Father, where are you?" Mo Linfeng felt uncomfortable when he talked about his father. Since he had not seen him and encountered danger when he came home, his father seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no news.

"Why is this happening? No, I don't believe it..."
Chapter completed!