Looking at Cui'er who left in a hurry, Xiaobao was extremely excited, Dafeng Ge, who had not been able to grasp the essentials no matter how he cultivated before, could now exert his power.

Although the power is not very strong, the strength of knocking a girl out a few meters away still makes Xiaobao feel a sense of accomplishment.

If you practice well over time, perhaps the power of this great wind song will also increase, and when the time comes, between the strokes, the wind will sweep the clouds, and the power should not be underestimated.

"Good, little one... I was able to use the Gale Song. The ring on his finger flickered with a faint light, and the elder floated out faintly, looked at the broken cup on the ground, smiled and nodded, and praised.

Xiao Bao smiled, his big black eyes dripping around on the old man's body, with a flattering expression.

"If there is a wind-attribute fighting skill, combined with this wind-attribute technique, then in terms of attack power, I'm afraid it will be upgraded to another level." As if he didn't see Xiaobao's face, Ge Lao said to himself.

"Teacher, you also know that this kind of exercise is very rare, and it is pure coincidence that I can get the Great Wind Song, and now you have asked me to find a wind attribute auxiliary fighting skill to match it, where can I find it?" Xiaobao scratched his head and asked helplessly.

"Don't act like you're innocent, don't you just want to get my idea?" Glancing at Xiaobao, Ge Lao pursed his lips and said.

"It's not like no one has thought of this idea before, it's just that most of the wind attribute fighting skills are some auxiliary defensive fighting skills, and there are very few really offensive ones, so. Very few people have actually made it together. Ge Lao continued.

"Teacher, too?" Hearing this, Xiaobao's little face suddenly pulled down, depressed. Without wind attribute fighting skills, relying on oneself to use the power of writing to promote it is undoubtedly a stupid method that outweighs the losses.

Looking at Xiaobao's decadent appearance, Ge Lao shook his head amusedly, rubbed his forehead with his fingers, and muttered: "Someone begged me to refine medicine before, and I seem to have accepted this kind of fighting skill. If I hadn't had an idle pill in my hand at that time, I wouldn't have traded with that person, but. It's been so long, and if I hadn't been reminded by you today, I'm afraid I'd have forgotten about it. ”

"Alright... Got it. The finger moved away from his forehead, and then under Xiaobao's ecstatic gaze. Elder Ge tapped at the center of his eyebrows.

Hit the center of the eyebrows. Xiaobao's head rose slightly, and a large amount of information poured into it, and after a long time, it gradually became clear.

"Wind Strike: A second-level low-grade fighting skill that can create powerful wind pressure and slam targets in front of you!"

The simple explanation, as well as the name of the slag of the soil, make this second-level inferior fighting skill extremely cold.

"The creator of this thing is a fisherman. I have been fishing all my life, because there is a great demand for wind when going out to sea. Once, when he went to sea, the food was almost run out, but the wind at sea was too small for him to go to the shore in time to replenish food.

Rolling his eyes, Xiaobao somewhat admired the fisherman's ability, creating fighting skills is not as easy as fishing.

The Wind Strike is not difficult to learn, and under the guidance of the elder of the pavilion, Xiaobao took two hours to initially grasp the trick......

Standing in the room, Xiao Bao eagerly looked out of the door, a vase ten steps away, took a deep breath, waved a big pen, and wrote down the key to the wind song in the air, and then wrote the newly learned key to the wind strike, and wrote it together, with the volley of the key flashing, Xiao Bao's pen seems to have condensed a powerful wind energy, the energy gathers more and more, forming a fist-sized light white small wind ball in front of him.

With a wave of Xiaobao's pen, the wind ball rushed out as if it were devastated and decayed.

And at this time, Cui'er, who came to bring dinner to Xiaobao, happened to be passing by again, and the little wind signal was impartial, "Bang! ~", slammed into Cui'er's lower abdomen.

Before Cui'er could react, she felt a sharp pain in her lower stomach, as if she had been punched hard, her body staggered, and she fell to the ground, and tears of pain were about to fall.

Seeing this, Xiaobao couldn't help but be shocked, slapped his forehead with his little hand, and secretly screamed that something was wrong.

In one day, I attacked people twice, whether it was intentional or not, in short, it was really impossible to say.

"Sister Cui'er, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, this is an accident, an absolute accident, I didn't expect you to ...... at this time" Xiaobao hurriedly went over to help Cui'er, only to see Cui'er's pretty face turned white, tears fell down, and the appearance of pear blossoms with rain made Xiaobao even more guilty.

"Young Master Xiaobao, you have an opinion on Cui'er, why do you torture people with this method? At noon, there was a gust of wind inexplicably, and now people are kind enough to send you dinner, and you actually make strange things to beat people, and the small stomach of the people who hit them hurts so much. Cui'er cried as she cried.

"No, Sister Cui'er, I have no problem with you, in fact, it was really an accident just now, I really didn't mean it, Sister Cui'er, I promise you that this kind of thing will never happen in the future." Xiaobao rubbed Cui'er's soft and smooth little belly and said.

As soon as Xiaobao's words fell, Cui'er suddenly saw a flower in front of her eyes, fell into Xiaobao's arms, and fainted.

Seeing this, Xiaobao's heart trembled, and she looked at Cui'er strangely, only to see that Cui'er's pretty face was a little sickly pale, her lips were a little dry, and when she touched her forehead and little hands, they were a little cold, and Xiaobao's heart suddenly hung up.

"You won't beat Cui'er to death, will you?" Xiaobao looked around worriedly, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

Although the Wang family ranks among the three major families in Uno City, if someone really dies, it is difficult to say, and it is possible to ask Xiaobao to pay for his life.

Xiaobao panicked all of a sudden, looked around, and found that there was no one, so he wanted to dig a pit to bury Cui'er, and then lie that Cui'er was missing, so that he didn't know it?

As soon as the thought flashed, Xiaobao shook his head vigorously, and at the same time blamed himself for having such a bad idea, Cui'er is also a life, how can she bury others so irresponsibly?

The most important thing now is to wake her up first, Xiaobao carried Xiaocui into the room, took off Cui'er's shoes, carried Cui'er to the bed, and covered the futon.

"Teacher, this is a troublesome fight, I killed someone." Xiaobao looked at the elder and said with a worried face.

Hearing this, Elder Ge rolled his eyes with a smile, "You take yourself too seriously, don't you?" With the strength of your three-legged cat, can you still kill people? Dream on you. ”

Hearing this, Xiaobao was slightly stunned, and looked at Ge Lao strangely: "However, Sister Cui'er's hands and feet are cold now, isn't it a sign that she is going to die?" ”

Ge Lao smiled and shook his head, "You little doll, you don't know much about women, in my opinion, this little girl is eighty percent of the eldest aunt, maybe she has lost too much blood, her qi is weak, and she was attacked by you twice in one day, and her body was a little unbearable, so she fainted."

Since it's your teacher, I'll help you solve it, you go get some jujubes and brown sugar, and then get some ginger and millet. ”

"Huh? Teacher, are you going to cook? Xiaobao asked strangely.

"Don't talk nonsense, you can do whatever you want." Ge Lao rolled his eyes and said.

"Oh." Xiaobao nodded, and went to get the materials according to Yao Lao's instructions.

Soon after, Xiaobao got jujubes, brown sugar, ginger and half a catty of millet and returned to the room.

"Teacher, I've got it all." Xiaobao said as he stacked various materials on the table.

"Go get a pot and get another liter of water, put these in the pot, cook porridge, by the way, don't put the ginger first, keep it for later use." The elder commanded.

"Oh, okay." Xiaobao nodded, set up a pot, mixed brown sugar, millet and jujube together to cook porridge, and soon after, the fragrant porridge filled the hut, mixed with the elegant ink fragrance, and the taste was incomparably fragrant.

After boiling the porridge, Xiaocui actually woke up bizarrely, smelled the good smell of porridge, Xiaocui blinked, and then Xiaobao came over with a bowl of fragrant sweet porridge.

"Sister Cui'er, let's drink some porridge first." Xiaobao took a small bowl of porridge and sat down in front of the bed.

Seeing this, Cui'er was startled, and quickly shook her head, "Young Master Xiaobao, you can't help it, this can't be helped, you are the master, I am the servant, there are only servants serving the master in the world, how can there be a reason for the master to serve the servant?" If the patriarch knew about it, Cui'er would have to roll up and leave. ”

Cui'er was so frightened that her face turned pale, but Xiaobao shook her head with a smile, "Sister Cui'er, this is my room, just the two of us here, if you don't say it, who will know?"

What's more, it was my fault that made Sister Cui'er suffer first, and now is the time for me to make up for my mistakes.

Sister Cui'er, just give me a chance to make up for it. ”

"But, Young Master Xiaobao......" Cui'er wanted to speak and stopped, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Xiaobao's sincere gaze, and what she wanted to say was reluctantly swallowed back into her stomach.

"Sister Cui'er, I'll feed you." Xiaobao scooped up a spoonful of porridge with a small spoon, brought it to her mouth, gently cooled it, and then sent it to Cui'er's lips, and slowly sent the porridge into Cui'er's cherry mouth.

Blowing and feeding mouthfuls made Decuier's heart feel as sweet and warm as honey.

Only half of it was eaten, but Cui'er choked up and couldn't eat it anymore, and tears slipped down her cheeks quietly.

Seeing this, Xiaobao was very strange, "Sister Cui'er, what's wrong?" Is it that the porridge I make is not delicious? Or is the porridge too hot? ”

Cui'er choked and shook her head, "When I was at home, my parents didn't treat me so well, Master Xiaobao, why are you so good to me?" I've said your cool things before, don't you hold a grudge against Cui'er at all? (To be continued......)