Hahaha, looking at this little girl's appearance, everyone laughed again.

As if sensing her embarrassment, Ling'er huddled tightly in the arms of the Wind Mother, burying her face in her peaks.

"Feng'er, I have a magic bead here, you can hold it and test your magic attributes", Feng Mu greeted with a smile, with expectation in her eyes.

Hearing his mother's words, Wei Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and he walked over to hold the magic bead, the bead turned out to be soft and warm in his hand, a little surprised, he thought it would be that kind of glass bead-like feeling.

After holding it for a while, the magic bead has not changed, and I don't need to ask to know the problem.

"Feng'er, you seriously try to feel the magic elements in it, and see which one is more friendly."

Listening to my mother's words, there seem to be a lot of magic elements in it, why don't I feel anything, Wei Feng is a little afraid to think about it, he can't even practice magic.

Feng Mu looked at the beads without any change, and her expression was a little anxious: "How can this be, even if everyone has poor talent, they will have magical attributes, but there is a difference in the affinity of magic elements."

Don't.... My son is a demon body!, Wind Mother thought to herself?

Father Feng also seemed to see his wife's thoughts, sighed and said directly: "It seems that Feng'er really seems to be the legendary Absolute Demon Physique, and the legend is that only my Chinese can have this kind of physique, but it is only a very few."

I can't imagine that my son will have such a physique, so helpless!

"It's okay Feng'er, you can't cultivate, your father will have a title waiting for you to inherit in the future, and he won't be hungry for you", Feng's mother comforted.

Wei Gan retorted loudly: "Eh, Madame's words are wrong, our empire doesn't have the kind of duke who relies on intelligence", "My son of Wei Gan must also have this talent", it seems that he doesn't want his son to be sad, Father Feng told Wei Feng the story behind the duke.

Through his father's mouth, Wei Feng learned that the Duke of the Glorious Empire who became a duke by virtue of his intelligence and strategy was called Duke Mesfu.

One-third of the Glorious Empire was conquered by his resourcefulness, and it was only with this great merit that he was able to become a duke.

Wei Feng nodded with a wry smile, now that the major empires have tended to be balanced, even if they really have that kind of resourcefulness, I am afraid that it will not be easy to copy the path of Mesfu, not to mention that even if Mesfu said it at the beginning, he also has the strength of a high-level swordsman.

In order to be afraid that the second elder would be sad, Wei Feng laughed and said, "Then it seems that the kid can only enjoy the life of a gentleman."

Father Feng didn't know that this was his son, so he said this for fear that they would worry.

"Yes, we Feng'er should be a rich young master and enjoy it, what's so good about those martial artists who practice all day long", Feng Mu said with a smile, although she tried her best to hide it, the gloom in her eyes was still seen by Wei Feng.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, Shu'er hurry up and cook for the child herself, everyone must be hungry."

Father Feng was afraid that Mother Feng would not be able to control her emotions, so he made an excuse to let her leave, afraid that his wife's emotions would affect the two children.

Looking at the actions of his parents, Wei Feng was indescribably moved in his heart, and said with a smile: "Yes, mother, Ling'er must be hungry too, hurry up and cook, the child hasn't tasted his mother's craftsmanship for a long time."

The family was eating dinner with laughter, as if they had forgotten what had just happened, and Mother Feng told Ling'er a bunch of interesting stories about Wei Feng's childhood, because of some memory loss, Wei Feng actually listened to it with relish.

After eating, Wei Feng was pulled out by the little girl, watching the little girl jumping in front of him, and the two sat on the rockery stone together.

I have to say that this cultivator of magic is to have aura, that Bai Zhe's skin, his face that can be broken by blowing a bullet, and with that perfect facial features, Wei Feng is a little stupid at this moment.

It's really nice to have such a daughter-in-law, I like this doll kiss, hehe. Wei Fengmei thought to himself.

Perhaps a little shy to be stared at, Ling'er's little hand shook in front of Wei Feng's eyes and asked curiously, "Brother Feng, what are you thinking?"

Wei Feng's eyes were full of tenderness: "It's nothing, I'm thinking about whether it will be good for Ling'er to marry her brother when she grows up in the future."

The little girl's blushing face was even more red and cute at the moment: "Brother Feng is dead, people ignore you."

Looking at this little girl's duplicitous and shy appearance, Wei Feng felt a burst of amusement, this little girl is thin-skinned!

Brother has to exercise you well, it's not okay to be so shy!

Reporting the idea of training the little girl, Wei Feng pretended to be disappointed and said: "Then it seems that Ling'er doesn't want a brother, I'm afraid it's my wishful thinking, I originally thought that I could stay with Ling'er for a long time."

"No, no, Ling'er will marry Brother Feng when she grows up", looking at Wei Feng's disappointed look, the little girl believed it and said anxiously.

Looking at the delicate face, Wei Feng kissed the little girl's forehead, gently hugged Ling'er into his arms, and secretly told himself that this would be the girl he would protect with his life, Wei Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of firmness: "When I grow up, my brother will marry you!"

As the sun sets, the beautiful sunset shines obliquely on the body, adding a romantic color.

It was getting late, and after sending the little girl home, Wei Feng couldn't help but feel a little heavy, although he was very relaxed in front of them, but a proud son of heaven like Ling'er was also a holy disciple, and there must be many suitors.

Can I, a wasted person who can't cultivate, really be able to stay with her in peace, Wei Feng smiled self-deprecatingly.

When I returned to the room, I remembered that I had achieved nothing in my previous life, and I didn't want to come back, I thought it would be the male protagonist in the novel, but fate played a big joke on me.

Isn't it just fighting spirit and magic, is it still comparable to my Great Huaxia Martial Arts, in the previous life, it was rumored that Master Zhang Zu had the strength to break the void, I don't know if it's true or not, but in this strange world, it may be possible to achieve something in cultivation!

I remembered some martial arts techniques I saw on the Internet, and at that time I was also a second-class criminal, so I actually practiced it, and now I may be able to try the martial arts mental moves that I have already mastered.

Holding the mentality of believing in rather than believing in nothing, practicing the familiar movement method, Wei Feng suddenly felt that there was a trace of numb air movement on his body, maybe he could really cultivate!

Wei Feng was about to jump up with excitement! He knew that only strength could survive better in this world.

Calmed down his excitement, found that peaceful state of mind, and continued to enter the cultivation, that feeling became more and more obvious, Wei Feng followed the mantra of Jiuyang Divine Skill, and slowly could feel a trace of air flow in his body, although it was still very weak, but it also proved that in this world, it was possible to cultivate these martial arts.

This should be true qi, in the martial arts TV series of his previous life, Wei Feng didn't watch less, and the airflow he cultivated was similar to those.