Sheng Feng patted his head excitedly, and he suddenly realized that this was not what he saw with his eyesight, but the so-called divine consciousness of the old man of Tianji, which means that he now has the so-called soul power. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sheng Feng didn't further experience the wonder of soul power, because when he thought of home, Sheng Feng subconsciously turned his head in the direction of the wooden house even though he closed his eyes. Under normal circumstances, you can't see the wooden house when you stand in the mountain forest because there are so many dense trees blocking it, but now it seems that you can bypass the trees that block the view, and Shengfeng can't wait to give it a try. Shengfeng was a little disappointed, and even after trying hard, he still couldn't see his own wooden house.

"Why can't you see my house? Isn't soul power something that can be done with anything? ”

The old man's two hands were all raised, if there was more strength in his body, he would cheer for this moment, now all he can do is shake his head a little bit, and wave his hand like a fly, grinning a few dry laughs, coughing a few times, and finally using a sip of wine to suppress it.

"It's already good to be able to release your divine sense, but now you're not familiar with the use of soul power, and when you can release more soul power in the future, your soul power will be omnipotent."

The soul power is too weak, and Shengfeng can only accept reality. "I can only see the tree, ten meters, maybe not even ten meters, as if I am now locked in a cage, and the world outside the cage does not exist, and I can't even see the slightest vague outline."

"Don't worry, the soul power will get stronger and stronger with the continuous use, after you are more familiar with the soul power in a few days, I will also teach you some ways to use the soul power, alas, what are you going to do?"

Sheng Feng didn't seem to be listening to what the old man said, and after no longer releasing his divine sense, he opened his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became dark, it was night now, and such a night was normal. Sheng Feng found that his divine consciousness would not be affected by the light, and his eyes were brighter when he closed his eyes than when he opened them at the moment, but his divine consciousness was weak and he could see farther away, and he couldn't see the wooden house when he stood here with a tree, and he was homesick, if it wasn't for the old man of Tianji shouting, Sheng Feng would have gone home.

"I'm going home for dinner so late, don't you have to go home?"

The old man of Tianji thinks that Shengfeng will say a few nice soft words to him, and he doesn't need to thank him too much, at least he can listen to Shengfeng's heart's agreement, for Shengfeng, he almost took his life, even now he has eroded most of his vitality, but Shengfeng's attitude is not appreciative at all, and he can't take care of anything when he comes home.

Shengfeng is not unreasonable, the voice of the old man Tianji is extremely weak, since Shengfeng woke up, there are some questions in his mind to consider and understand, at the moment there are fewer troubles, only then can he have the opportunity to carefully look at the old man Tianji's unbearable, the wine gourd in his arms, the posture of the body leaning on the tree has not changed. It's not that he doesn't want to move, it's that he doesn't have much strength left after moving his body that time, and he doesn't dare to move because he can't hold the wine gourd.

Shengfeng walked over and helped the old man to stand up. "Is your soul badly damaged?"

"Don't worry, you can't die yet."

Sheng Feng was anxious, it was so dark, seeing his weak appearance, it was no longer good to leave him and leave by himself, and it took a lot of effort to get out of the dense forest. There were fewer trees overhead and around him that obscured the view, and when I looked up, I saw the fire that reflected half the sky red, and it was in such a familiar direction.

Sheng Feng didn't dare to confirm it, and asked tentatively, "What is that place on fire?" ”

The old man's body leaned on Shengfeng's body, and the weight of the person was lighter when he got old, and the part of the road that came out of the dense forest was dragged out by Shengfeng, and his eyes were closed. The tone of Shengfeng's voice was different, and he didn't see him open his eyes, let alone look surprised.

"Don't think about it, that place is your home, they think you are the Holy King, and they can't help but attack you."

Shocked by the bad news, Sheng Feng felt his soul again, this time there was no danger, his divine consciousness did not enter the depths of his soul, and he did not see the dark clouds he imagined again, and he also did not find any soul power, only felt that his soul was grabbed by an invisible big hand, kneaded violently, and kept tearing. The soul struggles, like a wooden house struggles in a fire. Sheng Feng has lived in the wooden house for six or seven years, the wooden house carries so many memories for him, the wooden house is gone, the support in his heart suddenly collapses, and his emotions are also missing, he can't stop panting, and he can't tell what it feels like in his heart for a while. There was a force in the body that kept getting bigger and was about to rush out, stirring up the wind and wanting to do something, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed by the old man of Tianji.

"It's useless, the fire has been burned, you can't do anything in the past, these are the days set by heaven, God won't let you be buried in the fire, so let you meet me today, now you can't save the fire in the past, but you will find that there are people who want your life waiting for you there, some people think you are the holy king, afraid that you will grow up and steal their things, so they don't want you to grow up, this day will come sooner or later, one day sooner or later, as long as you can survive, it will not be a bad thing for you."

The old man Tianji's voice was very soft, he spoke very slowly, observing the changes in Shengfeng's expression from time to time, if Shengfeng was really the Holy King, he would definitely be angry when he heard such words, and there was still a difference between Shengfeng's sadness of losing his home. Until what he was about to say was finished, he couldn't help but let out a weak sigh of disappointment.

After being pulled by the old man of Tianji, the power in his heart was scattered in his body after the impact was fruitless, and his expression was a little wooden, probably frightened, and he no longer had the urge to be aroused by anger, and he could not see sadness. Not long after the words of the old man of Tianji fell, a black shadow rushed from a distance, and the direction came out of the valley.

"Don't make a sound."

The old man of Tianji said these words in a very soft voice, pulled the wind and hid behind the tree, quietly looking at the figure that was getting closer and closer to them. Although there was a thick night, Shengfeng could still see it quite clearly, the person was wearing a lake blue silk robe, and his face seemed to have a serious expression. The man's gaze swept aimlessly, left and right, as if he was looking for something. The old man of Tianji pulled the wind and gently moved another step into the bushes. The sky was too dark, Sheng Feng saw that person, but he didn't find Sheng Feng and the old man Tianji, that person's speed was very fast, and the old man Tianji let go of the hand holding Sheng Feng.

"That's the chief dragon in the villa, he must be here to kill you, now you are too weak, don't think about revenge, all you can do now is to learn to run for your life first, live well, what you want to do will have a chance."

Listening to the advice of the old man of Tianji, Shengfeng looked at the starry sky and fell into deep thought, if he has no strength, he will be passive in doing anything, and there is no home, he now has to avoid not only Sting and his younger brothers, but also those who want his life in the Golden Knife Villa, life is more important than anything else, not only to live, but also to make himself stronger, it should indeed be carefully considered. The old man of Tianji is also secretly sweating for Shengfeng, it is not easy to live, and he has to deal with so many dangers outside of survival, after all, Shengfeng is just a child who is not yet seven years old.

"Can you take a look at my family?"

"I can't do it. My old man was damaged for your soul, and almost all of my soul power was robbed by you, otherwise that person wanted to arrest you just now, and my old man would not have dragged you to hide, and I don't know if my soul power can be recovered! ”

Sheng Feng blinked his eyes vigorously, and the real sadness could be heard in the tone of the old man Tianji, he didn't expect that the soul damage would be so serious, and he couldn't say anything more.

"I'm leaving, you should be careful in the future."

This sentence was clearly what the old man of Tianji wanted to say, but he was preempted by Shengfeng. The old man Tianji was still sentimental about his damaged soul, and he replied unconvincingly because he was despised by Shengfeng, "My old man has a long life, so let's worry about yourself first, don't be found by them, don't die in front of me, waste so much soul power of my old man in vain!" ”

The chief manager of the dragon did not stop searching in the mountains and forests all night. More and more I realized that my judgment was wrong, and I became more and more convinced that Sheng Feng was the reincarnated Holy King. Otherwise, how could a six-year-old child have such a tenacious character? Seeing that there was such a big fire in his home, he didn't come back to fight the fire without shouting, nor did he come back to find his mother, only the Holy King with the memory of his previous life could have such a mature mind, and when he found that the situation was not good, he hid early, so that the chief manager of Long Da ran around in the mountains and forests all night like a thunderstorm, but he couldn't find any trace of the wind.

When the day dawned, the weak light entered the mountains and forests, and the sleeping birds woke up, and whenever someone passed under the trees, the restless birds would chirp and fly away, and soon the mountains and forests woke up as if they were no longer quiet under the darkness of the night.

Manager Long was in a very bad mood, this was the first time he was helpless in the face of such a simple task, and he didn't expect to miss a child. Although he thought that Sheng Feng was most likely the Holy King, Grand Steward Long didn't want to make any excuses for his mistakes.

Xiangchun's wooden house burned all night, and after dawn there was no open flame in sight, and occasionally a wisp of green smoke rose from the gray-white ruins. They were all reduced to ashes, and more than one of the guards who were crouching near the hut didn't dare to close their eyes all night. When the chief manager came to the ruins of the wooden house from the mountains and forests, they seemed to be more energetic, and one by one they came out of the darkness, and found that the cloudy face of the chief manager of the dragon was overcast, and no one dared to approach.

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