C262 Goldsilver iron general

The old man smiled as he grabbed Ye Feng with one hand. Ye Feng walked into a clean room and opened the door.

After knocking Ye Feng into a chair, the old man also sat down.

It was obviously a room inhabited by a real living being.

"Old, old grandpa, you've lived for tens of thousands of years?" In Ye Feng's opinion, no matter how long a cultivator's life was, it would only be a thousand years