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3。

This is the number shown in the two lights.

"Hey...... Sure enough, there is still no improvement, is it still at the Three Spirits Stage? In front of the bright number, a red-haired boy like a flame sighed, looking at the number in front of him, the boy's expression was extremely gray.

"Smack!"

A blue-haired middle-aged man beside the boy reached out and patted the boy's shoulder, and when he saw the figure in front of him, the middle-aged man's eyes also showed a trace of sadness.

The height of a boy is much different from that of a middle-aged man. The boy seemed to be only one hundred and thirty centimeters, while the middle-aged man next to him was fifty centimeters taller.

There was a sad atmosphere in the room.

"Don't be sad, it's not your fault, if you want to blame, you can only blame God. It was he who did not give you a great talent, and it was he who stopped your cultivation speed, son, you remember, no matter what happens, you can't just give up, because only by persevering can you move towards ultimate success. Although the middle-aged man was sad, he did not reveal it in front of his son, and in front of his son, he pretended to be calm. He had to be stronger than his son, so that he could encourage him even more.

The red-haired boy took a big breath, clenched his palms in front of him into fists, and the golden light number disappeared indifferently.

"Drink!" The boy screamed, the previous worry and sadness were swept away, the immature fist was raised high above his head, looking up at the unwavering fist, his eyes were also full of determination, this is a child's beautiful yearning, but also the faith of this child who has experienced more than his peers.

"I'm going to make it. I believe that as long as I work hard, even if I don't have any talent, as long as I work harder than others, I will definitely succeed and become the peak powerhouse of the mainland, and I want everyone to be able to look down on me. The boy's unwavering eyes exuded a sense of justice. The middle-aged man on the side looked at his unwavering son, and he even suddenly felt that his son was more mature than him.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, watching his son Chengxin cheer up, and the melancholy on his face was also swept away. "That's right, son, Dad will work hard with you, and you will definitely succeed."

The middle-aged man walked out of the small dark room with his son. As soon as they went out, a dazzling light instantly shone on the two of them, the outside world was completely different from the inside of the small black house, here, it was warmer and more pleasant than the small black house.

Looking at the crowded street in front of him, the boy's stiff face smiled, it was a determined smile, and it was the innocent smile of an eleven-year-old child.

The surrounding streets are lined with shops one after the other. The sun hung in the sky as if smiling.

The boy looked handsome and domineering when illuminated by the warm sun. Although the strength is not strong, that handsome and heroic posture can definitely fascinate thousands of girls.

The purple-red eyes are as pure as jewels, and they exude a charming aura. The long purple eyelashes are slightly upturned, and those are the beautiful eyes that many girls pray for and never get!

The immature face was shining in the sun, and a touch of red was slightly flushed on the cheeks. The long red hair grew like a flame on the top of his head, adding life to the boy's handsome face. The boy was not tall, slightly thin, and his gray robe was a little fat on his body.

The middle-aged man's face was wrinkled, and the vicissitudes of time almost covered his rough cheeks. He looked stronger than the boys, with a slight tuft of white hair in his blue hair, as clear as a blue sky and white clouds. He was also wearing a gray robe, but he was neither fat nor thin, just right.

Looking at the crowded street in front of him, the middle-aged man stretched out his rough right hand, took the boy's left hand, and said, "Son, let's go." ”

took his son and walked into the crowded street together. As the boy walked, he thought about it with a heavy heart, almost without looking at the road. The middle-aged man sensed his son's preoccupied mood and quickly stopped.

The boy suddenly felt a stop under his feet, and quickly looked up at the middle-aged man, who squatted in front of the boy and smiled: "Son, it's not okay to walk without looking at the road." "I'm sorry, Dad." The boy said worriedly, "Come, daddy will carry you." As he spoke, the middle-aged man had already turned his back to the boy.

"No, Dad, I can do it myself." The boy hurriedly shouted, as a twelve-year-old child, he could naturally see the vicissitudes of his father's body, how could he let his father carry him again.

The middle-aged man smiled, "It's okay, since I watched you grow up, Dad hasn't carried you for a long time, come on, just take this opportunity to let Dad make love and affection." ”

Seeing his father squatting in front of him, the boy also hesitated, and in the end, he couldn't bear to watch his father squat like this, and the boy climbed on his father's solid and warm back in a worried mood. Holding up his son, the middle-aged man quickly stood up, the boy's weight was not heavy, so the middle-aged man was not too hard.

Carrying his son on his back, the middle-aged man walked forward with satisfaction. The boy lay on his father's warm shoulders and fell asleep happily.

Through the dense crowd, the middle-aged man carried his son on his back to the street not far from the entrance of the city. Looking at the tall city wall that blocked the sky, the middle-aged man smiled slightly. His face was already sweating profusely at this time, and although his son was not heavy, the fatigue of carrying him for such a long distance was also spread throughout his body. But seeing his son sleeping happily, he really couldn't bear to wake up his son.

Step by step, step by step, step by drop, the middle-aged man came to the entrance of the city, two soldiers wearing silver armor and silver helmets, straight waists, and spears in their hands saw the middle-aged man, so they quickly stepped forward and intercepted the middle-aged man. "This gentleman, please perform a hard check before you can leave the city." One of the soldiers said.

The middle-aged man nodded, and two drops of sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped on the ground.

One of the soldiers raised his left hand, blue light wrapped around his left hand, and he slid every detail around the middle-aged man's body to make sure that there was nothing unusual about his left hand, and then released the middle-aged man from the city gate.

Walking out of the city, you will find a narrow path lined with lush forests of tall and tall trees. Tall trees block out the sunlight on the path, making the path deserted. Although it is deserted, the air around it is cleaner because of the large amount of vegetation cover. After walking a distance, the middle-aged man couldn't hold on, so he gently placed the boy on the side of the road and leaned against the tree. The middle-aged man sat next to the boy gasping for breath, tired but warm, looking at his son who was still asleep, the middle-aged man's sweaty face still smiled.