Time is like an arrow, and time is like a shuttle.

After that day, Zhuohua never mentioned leaving again, as if it was just a trivial matter mentioned casually after a tea and dinner, and it might not come true. This incident was like a whip, making Feng Yun cultivate even harder, as if an invisible fierce beast was chasing after her, and if she slacked off, she would be bitten off a piece of meat.

Three years have passed, and the eleven-year-old Feng Yun has changed his appearance.

The wasteland giant has no mirror, and the reflection on the lake surface is not clear, Yi Fengyun doesn't know or care about what she looks like at all, she only knows that her match-like thin arms show beautiful muscle lines because of the exercise day after day, and she has not grown into a King Kong Barbie, she is still thin, but she is no longer dryly malnourished.

From a distance, he looks like a handsome young man who is clear and sturdy.

With muscles, the strength has also kept up, and the explosive power of Feng Yun's body is not the same as three years ago, the only thing that bothers her is that she can no longer fly around so freely with a long spear.

In a young man who is in the development period, every day turns into a visible change.

What made Feng Yundan feel helpless the most was that the master would occasionally pick it up, pinch the muscles of her arms, and check if she was crooked, and when she habitually touched her cheeks, Zhuohua Qingjun's face showed a shocked look: "Where's the meat?" ”

“…… Master, what meat? ”

She chuckled in her heart, and always felt that the master couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth.

"Where's the flesh on your face?" Zhuohua was like a thunderbolt, and he was greatly disappointed: "Your previous face was fleshy, but it was easy to pinch to the touch." ”

Feng Yun smiled: "Master, I've grown up, haven't you seen me grow taller?" ”

Zhuohua gestured: "No, this is not, where do you grow taller." ”

In the past three years, Feng Yun, who has grown muscles and lost weight on his face, has lost weight on his face, and one of the hidden pains is that it may be because he deducted too much when he was a child, but later his nutrition kept up, and he caught up with her crazy exercise, and his height has not grown much, and it is still less than the master's shoulders.

"Anyway, I'm grown up."

Feng Yun avoids the embarrassing topic of height - what's wrong with being short? The marksmanship is flexible, and it is also convenient for hiding and hunting, and in a strategic sense, it takes advantage of a lot!

Zhuohua looked at her in a daze, her golden eyes were extremely aggressive, one look was enough to make the nearby fierce beasts chill, but at this time, these eyes were full of loss, he pulled the apprentice into his arms, rubbed his hair, she was inexplicable, but she didn't resist, she only felt the master put his chin on her head, and sighed softly: "Human beings are really growing too fast, Master hasn't had time to look at you carefully, you have grown so much that there is no flesh on your cheeks." ”

"Master?"

"Nothing."

After getting along day and night, Feng Yun has only the feeling of family left for his master, just like being hugged by his father, no matter how handsome he is, he can't give birth to a single thought. She lay in her master's arms, let him hold him enough, and listened to the rhythmic beating of his heart in his chest, and after a long time, she heard him open again: "Apprentice, didn't you want me to change your name before?" ”

"Hmm."

The revenge of killing her mother is not shared, not to mention the humiliation given to her by the Feng family, even if C11 did not die tragically in their family, Feng Yun would also have to settle the account to the end.

"I've read a lot of books now, I'll change one for you later."

"Yes, Master."

Zhuo Hua was curious: "Apprentice, you are also literate, why don't you change it yourself?" ”

"If you change it yourself, it doesn't matter if you have a name or not."

Feng Yun's expression was indifferent, this cold appearance lasted only two seconds, and as soon as the back of his head sank, he was rubbed into his arms by the master's head: "How can the name not matter?" Don't worry, Master will definitely make a good one for you to ......."

"Huh? Master? ”

Zhuohua laughed, revealing his sharp tiger teeth, and fed the dog with a calm demeanor, and his happy smile was like a beast chasing happiness: "You can't forget Master." ”

"Huh? Why should I forget Master? …… Wait, Master, don't bite me, Song, Song! Are you a dog, Master? ”

Sometimes Feng Yun also thinks that Master may really be a dog, so fond of biting people.

But when she returned to the wooden house by the pond by the exercise, and saw a letter on the table in the empty room, she secretly said in her heart that it was not good, and her figure flashed, and she was already in front of the table, she picked up the letter and muttered: "Whose letter?" The big dog doesn't know where to go than Master......"

Zhan Xin is good.

Apprentice, when you see this line, I should have been out of the mountains for a long time, and my feet are fast, so I can't help it.

I know that you should want to beat me at this time, endure it, there will be opportunities in the future, maybe the next time we meet, you have become strong enough to press the master to the ground and beat me wildly, and the master is looking forward to it.

I believe that the wise apprentice brother has already thought that the master is indeed going to leave for a while.

How long this period is, I don't know, I don't have a phone number to contact, apprentice, after you go back to the Human Base City, with the potential I left in you, it is enough for you to cultivate for a long time, and the systematic training of the human race will make you greatly improved.

Maybe one day, I'm done with my business, and as soon as I inquire in the base city, I'll know where you are.

So, in order to make it easier for Master to find you, apprentice, you must work hard to cultivate, promise me, okay?

From today on, you will not be called Fengyun.

I heard that in the pre-war era, human beings would use beacon fire to transmit war news, since you don't like the people of the Feng family, then I will take the homonym of the Chinese people and change your surname from Feng to Feng.

I want your enemies, and when I hear your name, I know that the flames of war have been kindled!

Where there is you, there is war, and when the enemy sees your flame, he will tremble and avoid its edge!

P.S. I buried two weapons in the back of the house that are suitable for you to use, so I will take them as a farewell gift from the master

“……”

This letter, the words are written crookedly, like a primary school student, the format is not right, and even the next paragraph has been forgotten to add, it can be seen that the master has indeed not received much education in the human world, and it is decent to quote allusions, it seems that martial arts are not in vain. Feng Yun vomited in his mind, but the hand holding the letter paper couldn't help but clench, and gradually, his whole body was trembling, shaking like a sieve.

At this time, Xuanhuo's voice sounded from the side, and he quickly glanced at the letter: "The boss can even use idioms now,." ”

“……”

Feng Yun sniffed.

"Yun Zai? What happened to you? ”

She finally couldn't hold it back, the tears of the bean kept slipping from her eyes, she stretched out the back of her hand to wipe it, but wiped it and flowed, to no avail, she swallowed the cry, the Xuanhuo on the side was already confused, in its heart, the parting between the fierce beasts is very common, some is time to wait for Zhuohua to come back, like him before leaving and learned to write and leave letters, it is already the conscience of the industry.

"Don't, don't cry...... I admit defeat, don't cry, good, the boss asked me to take a good look at you, you cry again, he can't beat me to death when he comes back? Wait, wait! I told you not to cry, but I didn't let you use me to wipe your tears! I'm not a tissue,, let go of me! …… Okay, don't cry, you can wipe it if you like......"

Fengyun, the future god of war, now there is no longer the usual little adult's old Cheng calm, while shedding tears, he grabbed the fur of the fox beast Xuanhuo to wipe his tears, Xuanhuo had nothing to love, let her handle it.