Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

"Who are you? Why did you hold me and wait for the driver?!" The coachman Lao Chen shouted and asked.

Dao Feng lifted the curtain of the car and patted Lao Chen on the shoulder.

When Lao Chen turned his head, he saw Dao Feng shaking his head slightly at him.

Of course he knows who this is, the champion of the Continental Soul Master Competition, a peerless genius!

He, Old Chen, has been driving a car all his life, and this is the first time he has driven such a person.

It can be blown for a lifetime when you go back, and you can't mess it up if you say anything.

And this time it was a super long-distance run, and the money offered by the young man was something he couldn't refuse. Once the task was completed, this order would be worth what he had earned over ten years of running!

The settling-in expenses alone are enough to ensure that his family can live without worry for several years, and there can be no accidents in this job!

But I have been traveling all my life, and I still have the eyesight to look.

The person blocking the way on the opposite side may have a lot of background!

Old Chen nodded slightly, and said in a low voice: "Brother Dao, be careful, this person may be a stranger!"

Blade nodded and turned his gaze back to the roadblocker.

Only ten meters away in front of the car, a white-haired...young man stood with his hands behind his back.

He was dressed in ancient mille-layer shoes.

Dressed in white snow, skin like a baby, sword eyebrows and cold lips, tall and straight with an ethereal air.

The only thing that didn't match his image was that his pupils, which were supposed to be blazing, were like stagnant water.

This is what Lao Chen and Zhu Zhuqing saw.

But in Dao Feng's eyes, what is in front of him is either so or not.

The people in front of me are human beings but not pure human beings. .

He is a sword man.

There is no ambiguity.

"You are Dao Feng? I heard that you are good at swordsmanship." The man looked at Dao Feng indifferently.

Dao Feng said with a touch of doubt and curiosity on his face:

"Blade? Who is that? Is it as handsome as me? And this junior doesn't know swordsmanship."

His natural expression made Zhu Zhuqing and the coachman Lao Chen startled.

Chen Xin looked at Dao Feng indifferently: "So I found the wrong person?"

"It should be. Under the name Mo Nian, it is not the blade that senior is looking for. I am afraid that I will disappoint senior." Dao Feng nodded with a smile.

He only hoped that this big boss who was not friendly to him would leave as soon as possible.

"So this seat will leave first."

"Congratulations to senior!" Dao Feng bowed his hands and bowed to send him off.

It's just that Sword Douluo Chen Xin didn't leave first as he said.

He just looked at the blade coldly.

"Senior, what's the matter?" Dao Feng carefully looked at Chen Xin with some doubts.

"Do I look stupid?" Chen Xin asked lightly.

Daofeng wanted to say: stupid.

But he dare not!

"Senior is suave, elegant, and talented. He must be extremely intelligent and a dragon and phoenix-level figure! I just don't know why senior asked such a question?"

"It's no wonder that hooking up with each other can turn Rong Rong's fans around." Chen Xin swept towards Chen Xin coldly.

Having said that, I was surprised.

This boy and that girl are both virgins? !

That girl looked like a cold person, which was understandable.

But this kid is smiling, glib, and loves to flirt... I heard from Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang that he was full of romantic debts in Tiandou City...

This is weird.

Could it be...

He glanced at Dao Feng's lower body unconsciously.

It would be a pity if so.

There is no difference in the face.

It's just how keen is the blade's observation ability? !

He really wanted to slap him to death, but his fist was too soft, and he had to keep a smile on his face.

As for Chen Xin's identity, Dao Feng probably guessed it.