The sound of falling water was drowned out by the sound of running water, and a shadow of panicked flight flashed on the bridge in the night.

It is the flood season, the river under the bridge is turbulent, and the people who fall into the water sink deeper and deeper in the cold marrow water.

I can't feel how long time has passed, but the person who has fallen into the water is surprisingly calm, and even seems to hear someone keep calling his name, whispering, clear and pleasant-

"Hustle, do you hear me, open your eyes. ”

He wanted to open his eyes, but at this time he only felt that his consciousness was about to leave his body, and a strong thought came to him—he couldn't just die!

He struggled violently, but to no avail.

Fortunately, his consciousness seemed to have recovered a little, and slowly, he really opened his eyes and saw something vaguely......

It was a woman who was reaching out to him, seemingly trying to help him out of the dead realm.

Obviously he felt kindness, but he didn't want to grab that hand for no reason.

However, the sinking stopped.

Strangely, there was a rustle of leaves blowing in my ears.

The suffocating sensation suddenly disappeared, and a fresh breath poured into his nostrils, followed by a breathless voice.

"Wind, you're not sick, are you?!"

Under the high tree on the top of Yushan Mountain, the thirteen-year-old boy who fell to the ground was awakened by this sound, as if he had escaped from the dead hell back to the world, and took a few deep breaths.

He sat up, his simple suit was covered with dust, his head was covered with cold sweat, and his sideburns were wet and sticking to his face, looking very embarrassed. A pair of inky eyes flashed a moment of depth that did not match his age.

Another sturdy boy on the branch stretched out his hand downwards and kept shouting: "Hey, hey, hey, he

"It's okay!" Feng Huan shook his drowsy head, stood up and glanced up at the young man, jumped up in the air, borrowed the trunk of the tree to land, and walked to his side in three or two steps.

"Soulless ......" The sturdy young man's hand was retracted boredly, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you still know who I am?"

"Wang Min, fat man!" Feng Huan was about to sit down with a smile, but before he could fully bend down, he bounced up with a "whoosh", and almost didn't stand firm.

Wang Min laughed mercilessly: "I still know that it hurts! I caught you just now, and you still stopped suddenly, if it weren't for the master's solid basic skills, you would have to be taken to the ground!"

Wind Smiling and squinting at him, he turned his gaze to the town at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

Qingzhou, the imperial city, the turn of spring and summer.

Wrapped in the verdant color of the hills, the water of the Xia Ze River rubs shoulders with the imperial city, flowing into the distance beyond the eye. The scenery is like the poetry of the literati, calling for the glory of the morning.

Feng Huan looked at this small place where he had lived for thirteen years, and was in a trance.

It's been thirteen years, and Feng Huan still hasn't figured out why he was reborn in this world after being pushed into the water that day.

Just as he was distracted, Wang Min pulled him: "Hey, those are your family!" He pointed to a section of the mountain road below, and three young men with not very good faces were coming up the mountain.

"Look at that posture, are you here to stir up trouble again?" Wang Min's tone was a little helpless, obviously this kind of thing is not uncommon, "You can really bear it, and it's not that you can't beat ......"

Feng Huan shook his head: "Just my little ability, if I really tear my face with the Feng family, I will probably die quickly." ”

"Phew, it's in the late stage of the Hidden Realm, it's still a little skill!" Wang Min rolled his eyes, "If someone else has your talent, the tail should be lifted to the sky! I dare to say that the Feng family wants to know your strength, and it is definitely not the attitude towards you that it is now!"

"Compared with you, isn't it a small skill!" Feng Huan smiled indifferently and patted Wang Min on the shoulder, "No matter whether I am weak or strong, they will not change their attitude, because with my father's experience, they don't believe me." It's good for me to be able to live as unobtrusively as I do now. ”

Wang Min furrowed his eyebrows and pointed to the bottom of the mountain: "You have to get it, you just say what you plan to do now!"

"Hide. ”

The wind shouted and jumped off the tree and walked in the direction of a trail down the mountain.

Wang Min was accustomed to this way of dealing with the hustle and bustle, and sighed and followed, constantly complaining on the way.

"You don't let me get involved, and I have to control my temper, just those little minions, I'll see one and fight one in exchange for me!"

"Yes, at the age of fifteen, in the late stage of the Miao Merge Realm, it is rare for a martial artist to have such a talent. Feng Huan was still just laughing, and he smiled as if he suddenly remembered something, and he became serious, "Fatty, the perception ability of Miaohejing has been further improved, so do you think that there are always people who have been ...... recently?" Spying on me?"

Feng Huan hesitated for a moment before saying the word "snooping", although he had never caught the trace of the man, but he definitely felt that he was firmly locked by his gaze, and the ghost followed him like a shadow, neither showing up nor leaving. It's as if he just wants to see what he does every day, and it's really uncomfortable.

Wang Min seemed to have heard something ridiculous, and waited for him to answer seriously because of the hustle, and tried to hold back a smile: "No, it won't be that the girl you fancy finally started to pay attention to you, what's it called, Feng Weiyun?"

"Get out!" Feng Huan waved his hand with a punch, and Wang Minbei smiled and easily intercepted it.

The two of them suddenly became interested in sparring, and were gearing up, when they heard a burst of laughter explode around them. The expressions of the two of them became impatient.

"The mongrels are all worried about my eldest lady of the Feng family, it seems that you have a serious lack of understanding of yourself!"

It was the three people on the mountain road just now.

The tall young man in the lead crossed his arms, with a little smug in contempt: "I guessed that you bastard would hide, and sure enough, when I waited for you, I didn't expect to hear such an interesting thing!"

"Can you talk?!" Wang Min moved his feet, and almost at the same time as he spoke, he had already moved in front of the tall boy, his eyes widening.

The three of them all subconsciously took half a step back, and this retreat, the momentum instantly weakened.

Wang Min slandered in his heart, these people were even more cowardly than he imagined. Just thinking about teaching a few people a good lesson this time, I heard a shout from behind.

"Fatty, let's go. ”

Wang Min knows the current situation of Feng Huan, he has been isolated by the Feng family, but if he provokes a little big thing, he will become the target of public criticism, if he tries to act quickly for a while, he will only be forced to the narrow road. Thinking of this, he had to snort viciously, and turned around to keep up with the wind.

Those people didn't mean to give up at all, so they had to take advantage of the speed of their tongues, and continued to shout at the two of them.

"Little waste, you are about to be removed from the Feng family, do you know? If the patriarch hadn't sent us to warn you to show your face less in front of people in the future, do you think we would be willing to talk nonsense with you?"

The pace of the wind slowed down a little.

He had been listening to the word "delisting" too much lately, and he had become a little numb.

Leaving the Feng family, daily life is not a problem, the trouble is that it means that he will not be able to obtain cultivation-related resources.

In this world called Celestial Harmony, cultivating, becoming a martial artist, and pursuing a higher realm are almost what everyone is born to do. If you are strong, you may not be able to get status, but if you are weak, you will definitely be squeezed out of your living space.

Later, the weak learned to hold together, share resources, and barely be able to gain a firm foothold at the bottom, and the Feng family is such an existence.

In general, cultivating and becoming strong is the only chance for the people of the Celestial Realm to move from the bottom of society to the top.

Wind Hustle can clearly understand from this rule that it is impossible to move a single step in the Celestial Realm alone.

Xu is reaction when he saw the hustle and bustle, and the shouting behind him became more and more high-spirited: "It is estimated that the person who can make friends with you is the same kind of person as you, why, his father is a traitor like your father, or is his mother also the lowly Lin Demon Clan?"

"These little crumbs!" Wang Min's patience has reached the limit.

However, before he could mobilize his vitality, Feng Huan turned around and rushed out one step ahead of him, only to "drink" and punch the tall boy several feet away.

Feng Huan's footsteps did not pause, and he followed the opponent who flew out upside down, and vigorously clamped his neck as he landed, without giving the opponent the slightest chance to adjust the counterattack.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and the two attendants, including Wang Min, were dumbfounded.

"Apologize to my friend. Feng Huan coldly spat out these words.

The people on the ground were obviously so panicked that their internal breath was in confusion, and they were even more unable to get rid of the crush of the wind, and sweat was unceasingly professed on their foreheads.

His face was incredulous, and his words trembled: "It's not the Dingji Realm...... Have you advanced to the Hidden Realm? No, no...... The Hidden Realm can't be so fast......"

Feng Huan frowned, increased the strength of his hand, and emphasized again: "Apologize." ”

Seeing that the young man was uncomfortable, the two attendants panicked first, and replied again and again, "We apologize", begging Fenghao to release him first. He didn't dare to approach, compared to the arrogant appearance just now, it was really ridiculous.

The tall boy was finally forced to bow and apologize, Wang Min didn't bother to continue to investigate, and the three of them ran down the mountain as if they were amnesty.

Wang Min was trying to boast about the hustle and bustle, and he did this thing today, but he closed his eyes when he saw the hustle and bustle, as if he was feeling something.

Wang Min quickly calmed down, his ears carefully catching the movement around him, but he didn't hear anything except the sound of the wind passing through the trees.

"Gone. After a long time, Feng Huan finally spoke.

"What disappeared?"

"The feeling of being spied on. Feng Huan's expression was serious, "Since I made a move, that feeling has disappeared. ”

Feng Huan vaguely felt that if this person who was always paying attention to himself really existed, then he should have found the answer he wanted by now.

"Forget it, you'll always know why. The wind continued to walk down the mountain.

"I think this is your heart, no money, no power and no power, snooping on you?" Wang Min followed in the footsteps of Feng Huan, hooked up with his shoulder, and looked forward to some kind of good show, "Instead of thinking about those things that are out of tune, you should think about how to explain your beating!

"It doesn't matter. ”

"What if they take the opportunity to kick you out of the Feng family?"

"I don't know. ”

"Do you want to mess with me? Although my master has a strange temper and doesn't see outsiders, but your talent is not bad, maybe he will accept it?"

"Let's talk about it. ”

"......" Wang Min had the urge to shoot the wind to death.

The hustle and bustle was also helpless, he didn't mean to perfunctory Wang Min, saying that he didn't know, but he really didn't think about it.

Wang Min really couldn't stand this attitude of taking one step at a time, so on the way back to the city, he put forward some other suggestions, but they were all vetoed by the wind without exception.

Wang Min finally came to the conclusion that Feng Huan didn't even have a goal to live in the world.

There is no goal, so I don't bother to think about what to do or what to do. What will the future look like for such a person? Or will there be a future?

Wang Min slowed down, looking at the back of the wind and bustle, he was uncertain.

Feng Huan didn't know that his friend was so worried about him, but he still kept his speed unhurriedly.

However, the moment before stepping into the city gate, he suddenly stopped and muttered, "Strange ......"