Born in a famous family, this kind of thing is not understood by the condensation of frost in the winter moon, but the pride of nature makes her unable to swallow this breath.

But she didn't say anything clearly, she was angry with her white eyes, and said, "Is this a matter of settled things?"

By the way, how long are you going to keep Yunfei in lockdown?

Outsiders don't know the situation at that time, you and I both know, ask yourself, do you think Yunfei's choice was wrong at that time?"

The so-called helping others out of anger is just a reason, the real purpose is to help his son intercede.

Knowing that this was the case, he heard Changfeng and Yunfei smile bitterly.

But to be honest, he didn't expect it.

The north wind is adjacent to the urban area in the east, and the Danzhu homeland.

The rain and smoke of the night had just begun to rest, and by dawn the clouds and wind had lightened, and the weather had cleared.

The stone lion at the door was still silent, but the silence was not old, but with a kind of vitality and majesty.

The front door, as before, has no plaque, but in fact, it is no longer a high-class office, and the owner is no longer a member of the Danzhu family.

Now this is Zi Xiaoyuan, the only owner, that is Lin Hao.

But Zhu Xinyu stayed after all, even though her identity has changed from the eldest lady's daughter to the current humble little maid, she still feels happy and her heart is full of sunshine.

"Dad, are you awake?"

"How are you feeling?" Do you feel better?

Early in the morning, she went to her father's room as usual, holding a basin full of warm water and towels.

Usually at this time, the father must not wake up, and even if he does, he can only stay in bed and cannot get up.

But today, he was in front of the window, blowing the morning breeze, quietly looking at the green color in the yard, and the falling flowers were like jade.

Heard a voice by the windowsill, but Zhu Liangyang turned his head and smiled, and said benevolently: "It's much better, it's never been as good as now." ”

The years stretched on the sickbed, entangled in pain, watching the lively and active girl gradually mature and sensible, the early shoulder was not a burden that belonged to her, and the pain was not in the body, but in the soul.

In the past, he also thought that if he was like this in this life, he would die in painful guilt and remorse.

Once upon a time, he had suicidal thoughts again and again, only thinking about ending his own life and lightening the burden of the living.

After all, he never imagined that one day he would recover, one day he would get out of bed, and one day he would look out the window and enjoy the free air......

It's a wonderful feeling, a bliss that hasn't been seen in decades.

At this time, I especially saw the sweet smile on the girl's face, the happiness was even stronger, and the honey could not melt either.

What is even more gratifying is that not only has he recovered physically, but also physically.

He didn't know how to get better.

He didn't know what the mysterious man had done to him, or what magical things had been given to him.

In short, overnight, he not only regained his strength, but also broke through the middle of the Martial King's heyday to the end of the Martial King's reign.

Later, the power of King Wu was very strong, and in the entire North Wind Kingdom, there were few people who were stronger than him.

With such strength, what about Changfeng's family, he can still bear it.

Still, he felt guilty.

Looking at the girl affectionately, he sighed: "Girl, you ...... bitter""

The voice is slightly hoarse and slightly choked.

There was a very unpleasant thing about this young lady as a father, who once held her head high in the air, but now knelt down and deigned to serve others.

But Zhu Xinyu thinks it's very open.

She blinked, smiled and said, "Dad, what are you talking about"

"The rain is not bitter, really, seeing Dad you get up, people don't know how happy they are in their hearts!"

Then he added: "Actually, the other son is also quite good, although the words don't sound good, although the people are cold, but I can feel that he is more real than those people outside, and they are all ......."

It's true.

She didn't think it was difficult. Maybe as a woman, something comes naturally, but most importantly, over the years

She has learned to look at others with her heart after all the grievances she has experienced.

In her heart, Lin Hao, the host, may have a lot of problems, but fundamentally speaking, he is good, and she is very sure of this.

There are some things she says that she doesn't feel shy.

Last night, she took a shower, changed her clothes, and prepared to give up her life as a maid.

She also positions herself as a little maid and claims to be her master.

But the only thing she did last night was fill the tub with bath water......

She stayed outside the room all night, waiting to be called in, but the last sound did not come out.

It's not easy to wait until the morning to open the door, saying that the owner is very good, but it turns out to be disgusting, called bad, and let the address change.

That's pretty much it, if she had to do it earlier, now she wouldn't really be against it.

Listening to her words, the moment he looked at her, the guilt in Danzhu's heart dissipated a lot, and a smile appeared on his face.

As a father, although he was also distressed, he was affected by the National People's Congress, and the newspaper still wanted to report it.

Without thinking about correcting anything, he said, "Say, Daddy, he's ready to take care of himself." ”

Just like you, stepfather is a servant here. Since he was a servant, there was absolutely no reason to do so.

Devouring and refining the spirit of the white dragon, raising the spiritual consciousness to the perfect realm of Jindan, touching some of the laws of creation as the god of judgment, in fact, the spiritual consciousness was not so suppressed, and the swordsmanship was not so useless.

The reason is that he doesn't want to explain too much and doesn't want to use it.

The meaning of the sword is not important.

Swords, swords, swords, fists, guns, these artistic conceptions seem to be related to spiritual knowledge and spiritual power, but in fact they have no essential implications.

The control of these artistic conceptions is often formed through transcendent understanding, but in essence, these are already expressions of pure rules of power.

In other words, these things are like the Dragon-Patterned Blood Gang, a form of pure power that will not be suppressed even if the rules are changed.

But they are not wrong, these things can only be understood, not expressed, understanding is understanding, not understanding, no matter how much others explain, it is useless.

Lin Hao didn't explain much about the island in the middle of the lake.

Then, he threw the wooden sword to Danzhu Xinyu and a storage bag: "What to repair, what to add, what to repair" You can make your own ideas about these things Don't bother me.

That's cool.

Then he went back to the yard.

Zhu Xin blinked and watched him leave, stuck out his tongue in a half-circle, and grimaced again.

Finally, he looked at the storage bag and was shocked again.

"A lot of the most!"

"No less than a million Star Stones!"

It's really rich, it seems that the owner of the stall is quite good, and a little bit of greedy ink is enough for me to use for a long time!"

Smiling, she suddenly felt that such a day was quite happy.

Of course she won't use it.

From the moment her father's wound healed, she didn't feel like the million star stones she had given her earlier were hers.

Although the owner does not intend to take it back, she is well aware that the Star Stone is the property of the owner.