The woman's skin is like congealed fat, a standard melon seed face, delicate facial features, tall and full figure, and she has the graceful temperament of a Jiangnan woman with a smile and a smile.

Probably because of the cultivators, although the two of them had entered middle age, they still looked very young.

Before, Wei Feng was surprised that he had been reborn with a good skin, but now he realized that his genes were strong.

You must know that a good appearance can greatly help you flirt with your sister, Wei Feng snickered in his heart, he is now rich and handsome!

Wei Feng saw the elegant man beckoning to him with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Feng'er, Ling'er, come and sit down next to us."

His expression was full of concern: "I haven't seen your cultivation for a while, I don't know how my son's cultivation is progressing, how about going to the martial arts field today and letting my father try your catties?"

The beautiful woman gave her father a blank look: "Feng'er has just come, can't you let your son sit more?"

When Father Feng heard this, he nodded helplessly: "What Madam said is very true, don't I also care about our son's cultivation."

Cultivating Hearing this, Wei Feng's eyes lit up, and through the residual memory, Wei Feng learned that he was already about to be promoted to a junior swordsman before.

Eager to know how the fighting spirit of the other world was, although Wei Feng was excited in his heart, he was still calm on the surface: "The child also wants his father to help him see his current strength."

Yes, guard against arrogance and rashness, Father Feng nodded with satisfaction, he has finally grown up! Compared with the ignorance before, he seems to be much calmer now.

Soon came to the martial arts field, Father Feng picked up a big sword and threw it beside Wei Feng, and said with a smile: "Feng'er, use the moves that Father taught you, use your greatest strength to slash a sword at me", a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the broad sword on the ground, Wei Feng bent down with one hand and prepared to pick it up.

"Hmm, is it so heavy, it seems that I can easily lift it with one hand in my memory, why is it so difficult this time."

Thinking in his heart, he added another hand, and only with both hands could he barely swing the sword."

As if sensing his son's abnormality, Father Feng said suspiciously: "Impossible, with your strength close to that of a junior swordsman, why is it so difficult to hold a big sword, although this big sword is mixed with some iron essence when it is built, it will not gain much weight."

As he spoke, he walked towards Wei Feng: "Let me check it", as he spoke, he put his hand on Wei Feng's body, and a gentle fighting spirit rushed out and rushed towards Wei Feng's body.

Wei Feng only felt a warm air flow rushing into his body, wandering around in it, an indescribable comfort.

"Strange", Father Feng frowned and said, "Why is there no trace of fighting energy in your body, huh? My fighting spirit has actually dissipated, and Father Feng muttered to himself with a cloudy face."

Father Feng's face was extremely ugly, and he hesitated, as if he was struggling with whether to tell his son, and finally frowned: "Feng'er, I'm afraid you won't be able to cultivate Dou Qi in the future" It seems that he cares too much about his son's feelings, and Father Feng hurriedly said: "Father will definitely find a way for you, there must be a way",

Hearing that he couldn't cultivate, Wei Feng suddenly felt that the sky seemed to be a little gray, and he wanted to cry without tears.

It stands to reason that the standard crossing plot of the male protagonist of my novel, not to mention the golden finger, at least has to be talented and amazingly qualified.

What the hell is it that he can't cultivate now, how can he talk about the world, and he looks at it, thinking of this, countless divine beasts rushed through in Wei Feng's heart in an instant.

Although he was full of disappointment because he couldn't cultivate, the words of concern in his father's words moved Wei Feng very much.

In his previous life, Wei Feng was an orphan, and he relied on various subsidies to go to school and experienced all kinds of warmth and coldness in the world.

Now that he has crossed over, he feels the family affection that he has never felt before, this is an indescribable feeling, Wei Feng's body trembled slightly.

Father Feng looked at his son's body trembling, and also felt his son's sadness and comforted, "Don't worry, you can't learn to fight spirit, then learn magic, with my son's talent, there is always a series of magic that can be learned."

Yes, there is not only fighting spirit but also magic in this world, and I can still learn magic without fighting spirit, and I know through books that the magicians in this world are also extremely powerful.

Wei Feng thought that he had envied the various superpowers of fire and ice control on TV before, and he was so handsome.

Feng'er, let's go back first, there's no hurry to learn magic, Father Feng comforted.

Seeing the father and son coming in, Feng Mu was overjoyed: "Why did you finish practicing so quickly, could it be that our Feng'er has broken through to a junior sword master?"

Then I saw my husband shaking his head, and there was some ugliness on his face. Realizing what seemed to be happening, he changed his words and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't break through, my son's cultivation is also very good now", Feng Mu said dotingly.

Wei Feng once again felt the strong emotion of his parents for him, clenched his fists slightly, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

In this life, we must strive to improve our strength, protect the people we love, and protect everything we want to protect.

Father Feng patted Wei Feng on the shoulder: "Isn't it that you can't cultivate Dou Qi, magic can also become strong", Mother Feng then understood what was going on.

Feng Mu looked at Wei Feng with pride: "Yes, maybe our Feng Er is a magic genius, and we can become the fourth supreme saint-level existence in the future", as if she had seen her son become a peerless powerhouse in the future!

Ling'er next to him also interjected: "Yes, Brother Feng, follow me to learn magic, Ling'er is now an intermediate magician, I can protect you in the future, whoever dares to bully you, I will beat him", Ling'er stretched out her little fist and waved, which was particularly cute.

The atmosphere that was originally a little heavy was instantly broken by this little girl's actions. Father Feng laughed and said, "Haha, yes, even if we don't cultivate, no one dares to bully my Wei Gan's son."

Wei Feng chuckled at Ling'er: "Is our Ling'er's talent so high, they are all intermediate magicians, it won't be to lie to my brother."

"It's true, I'm really an intermediate magician, I don't believe you ask Aunt Shu", the little girl mistakenly thought that he didn't believe it, and said with a frown.

Feng Mu saw that her son didn't seem to be as depressed as he was at the beginning, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, our Ling'er is an absolute genius, with a strong magical affinity, and has been accepted as a disciple by the Holy Magician Bo Xian Siwei."

"Why didn't you tell me about such a good thing," Wei Feng gently tapped Ling'er's head and reproached.

"I said, brother, you were still very unhappy at that time, and you were working hard to cultivate every day."

"Oh, yes, I didn't think I could protect you in the future, I can't rely on you to protect me", Wei Feng laughed awkwardly.

It's strange, could it be because of the time travel, some memories have been lost, and I don't even remember it.

Hey, what did you say that you are so jealous of other people's little girls, but you still set a baby kiss, Wei Feng said with disdain for his predecessor in his heart.

Wei Feng chuckled: "Then it seems that my brother will really rely on our Ling'er to protect him in the future."

The little girl raised her head proudly, clenched her little fists and said, "Brother, don't worry, I'm here, see who dares to bully you", the smile on the corner of her mouth was almost on her ears.