It was just getting dark, and it was not yet very late, and many families were lighting candles and had not yet fallen asleep.

The candlelight shone on the path through the window, and by the faint candlelight, Chen Feng trotted all the way to his home.

"Stop."

Suddenly, there was a shrill shout behind him.

Chen Feng turned his head and saw a white-clothed young man standing five meters behind him, the same age as Chen Feng, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a red-gold jade crown on his head, the white-clothed young man had thin lips, his hands were wrapped, and his expression was indescribably arrogant.

"It turned out to be Chen Yan, you stopped me, is there anything wrong?" Chen Feng couldn't help frowning, his face was a little bitter, obviously, he didn't treat this young man in white very much.

"Don't call me Chen Yan, call me the young owner. Even you stupid hat dare to call me by my name. The white-clothed young man Chen Yan snorted coldly.

Chen Yan, a young man in white, is the son of Chen Zhengyang, the owner of Chenjiazhuang. It is said that the owner, Chen Zhengyang, knew a big merchant in Bishui City, who specialized in the leather business. So, Chen Zhengyang bought some beast skins and furs in the village at a low price, and sold them to the merchant, so he made a lot of money.

For Chen Zhengyang's purchase of beast fur at a low price, everyone dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, one is because in the entire Chenjiazhuang and even a few nearby villages except Chen Zhengyang, no one else has purchased beast fur. Unless you take it to the city to sell, but although Chenjiazhuang is not far from Bishui City, it is only a dozen miles away, but these ten miles of road are frequently infested by horse thieves and robbers, and if you are unlucky and meet a robber one day. Maybe even lose your life.

"Young farmer." Chen Feng lowered his head helplessly and shouted, muttering dissatisfiedly in his heart: "Your name was originally Chen Yan." I didn't even let my name be called, and I thought it was great if I looked like a dog. It's not like me, a country boy. ”

"Well," Chen Yan nodded, stood with his hands in his hands, seemed to enjoy the title, and shouted, "You stupid hat, remember it for me." In the future, you will call me the young owner. If you dare to call me by my name again, be careful that Young Master Ben will teach you a hard lesson. ”

Chen Feng always kept his head down, and the owner of the village, Chen Zhengyang, was a seventh-level swordsman. He is the first master of Chenjiazhuang, and once went into the mountain alone to kill an adult tiger. And Chen Zhengyang is Chen Yan's son, and he spoils him very much, and Chen Feng can't afford to offend him.

"Hmph." Chen Yan, a young man in white, glanced at Chen Feng contemptuously, looked at Chen Feng's shabby coarse cloth clothes, pursed his lips disdainfully, turned around and walked away, I don't know if it was intentional, and muttered: "Widow Chen is really, even if she doesn't have the ability to have children." It's still a fool to hold a child. ”

Chen Feng was actually raised, not born by Niu Caifeng and his wife, the whole Chen Jiazhuang knew about this, and Chen Feng himself knew it. He did not feel any discomfort, but was very filial to his mother, and everyone in the village praised him as a great filial son. Ten years ago. Niu Caifeng's husband Chen Yiming went into the mountains to hunt and never returned. It is said that he was killed by wolves in Qingniu Mountain. Losing the breadwinner of the family, the whole family fell into a predicament at once. It's struggling. Niu Caifeng worked hard to bring up Chen Feng, but fortunately, Chen Feng was smart, well-behaved and sensible when he was a child, and he didn't cause trouble to Niu Caifeng.

However, when he was six years old, he was playing in the village when he suddenly heard a child who called his mother Widow Chen. And what Chen Feng hates the most is that others call his mother Widow Chen, and the filial and sensible Chen Feng will never allow anyone to insult his mother. So, Chen Feng argued with the child, and finally the two children fought, Chen Feng was much stronger than children of the same age since he was a child, so he taught the child a lesson. However, afterwards, Chen Feng had a serious illness inexplicably, his forehead was hot, and he kept breaking out in a cold sweat. Every doctor said that Chen Feng suffered a lot of intimidation and fright, so he prescribed a few prescriptions to calm his mind, saying that it was up to him whether he could survive or not, and if he couldn't get through, he would become an idiot, but fortunately, Chen Feng finally survived, although he did not become an idiot, but he also lost his previous cleverness.

It was obvious that Chen Yan said this on purpose, after hearing this, Chen Feng clenched his fists tightly, his nails sank into his palms, his eyes were full of raging anger, he raised his head suddenly, and said coldly: "Chen Yan, I put up with you again and again, not because I am really afraid of you, but because I don't want to cause too much trouble and make my mother worry." If you dare to laugh at my mother again, don't blame me for being unkind to you. ”

"Oh, I'm so scared, haha." Chen Yan raised his head unscrupulously and laughed, paused, and said fiercely: "I remember when I was six years old, I laughed at Widow Chen, and was beaten by you, which caused me to lose face in front of my playmates in the village, and no one played with me anymore. However, now you are not my opponent at all, hmph, to tell you the truth, I have cultivated the fire sword technique taught to me by my father, and now I have reached the third level of swordsmanship, even an adult strong man can't beat me, let alone you stupid little wild seed. ”

Swordsmanship, sword techniques are in the Sword God Continent, and not everyone can practice them. Even if it's just a low-level sword duel, you must have a certain status, strength or money in order to be able to cultivate. Xiang Chenfeng, a poor boy with no money and no power, it is impossible for him to have a sword technique to cultivate. Usually practice swords by yourself.

"No one plays with you, it's not because you can't beat me, but because you're narrow-minded and too vicious, everyone doesn't dare to play with you, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable." Chen Feng said slowly: "To be honest, people like you, I look down on you. Hitting you will only dirty my hands. As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Feng turned around and left.

"What do you say, what dirty your hands, are you my opponent. Stop, you little wild seed. The white-clothed young man Chen Yan shouted angrily, his eyes were full of resentment, and his figure flashed, stopping in front of Chen Feng.

In Chen Yan's opinion, Chen Feng is just a stupid and stupid poor boy, dressed in such tatters, and he dares to look down on himself, which is simply unforgivable.

"Get out of the way." Chen Feng's eyes were cold, and he stared closely at Chen Yan who was blocking the front. If it weren't for too many concerns, Chen Feng would have taught this second ancestor a hard lesson. After all, the strength of a third-level swordsman. For Chen Feng, it is nothing at all.

"Hmph, don't think about it. If you don't make it clear to me today, don't want to leave. Chen Yan said coldly.

"Oh. I don't think it's possible for you to keep me. Chen Feng sneered, and suddenly Chen Feng's eyes widened, and he looked ahead in horror, Chen Yan, the young man in white, seemed to feel something, and turned around to look back with a puzzled face.

"Whoosh" Chen Feng took this opportunity to flash his figure and disappeared into the night.

There was nothing behind him, Chen Yan knew that he had been fooled, and gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Ye Chong, I'll let you go for the time being." I won't be so lucky next time. ”

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Chenjiazhuang, Chen Feng's home.

In fact, it is a small wooden house, and outside the house is a vacant lot surrounded by a fence, with rows of vegetables planted on the left and chickens, ducks, geese and other poultry on the right.

Chen Feng put Chai He on the ground against the wall, carried two hares, and pushed open the door.

The interior of the house is simply furnished, with a stove in the upper left and a dining table in the lower left. There are two wooden beds on the right side of the house.

At this moment, a lady in her early forties was sitting on a wooden chair at the dinner table. Knitting a brown sweater, there was a small candle lit on the table, although the candlelight was dim, but the white hair on the lady's head was so clear. The old countenance. Seeing that Chen Feng's heart was blocked for a while, as if something was lying in his throat and he couldn't swallow it. Extremely uncomfortable.

This aunt is Chen Feng's mother Niu Caifeng, and Niu Caifeng's actual age is only in her early thirties. But years of hard work have made her look like a person in her forties.

Chen Feng took a deep breath. calmed down the agitated emotions in his heart, walked over, and forced himself to laugh and said: "Mother, why haven't you slept so late, the child has beaten you two hares, and will make soup for you to drink tomorrow." ”

The eldest lady looked up, put down the sweater in her hand, and said angrily: "You kid, why did you come back so late, you must know that as soon as it gets dark, the wolves on the mountain will start to come out and move, give me an early return in the future." ”

"Ai, got it, hehe." Chen Feng disturbed his head and said with a smile: "It's not to delay a little time to catch these two rabbits, it's okay." ”

Chen Feng handed the hare to Niu Caifeng and said, "Mother, give it to you, we will have a big meal tomorrow." ”

Looking at Chen Feng's childish face, Niu Caifeng hid his face and cried, crying: "It's all your dead ghost father who went early, leaving us orphans and widows, suffering your child, other people's children at your age are just a little help at home, how can it be like you have to go up the mountain to chop wood at the age of eight." ”

"It's okay, mother, it's good to chop wood, you can exercise strength, you see I'm as strong as a calf now, how good." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"You're less proud." Aunt Niu slapped Chen Feng hard, and scolded with a smile: "I'm hungry, why don't you come over and eat quickly." Today I cooked you a yellow croaker that you usually love to eat. ”

"Great, haha, I'm drooling." Chen Feng answered, and together with Aunt Niu, he picked up bowls of hot meals from the earthen stove and put them on the dining table, although there were several bowls, most of them were vegetarian dishes and wild vegetables. There was a yellow croaker in one bowl.

The two began to eat immediately, and Chen Feng devoured it.

"Mother, you went fishing again today, did you catch anything?"

"Just caught a few small fish, winter is coming soon, pirates are starting to run rampant again, and the ship does not dare to go too far." Aunt Chen sighed slightly, and suddenly said to Chen Feng with a solemn expression: "Xing'er, listen to your Uncle Chen Yuan, the wolves on the mountain have started to make trouble again during this time, you must not run to the depths of Qingniu Mountain, you must remember that you must rush home before sunset." Your dead ghost dad was too careless, in order to chase a wild boar, he ran to the depths of Qingniu Mountain, and finally lost his life. Xing'er, you must protect yourself, your mother can't lose you anymore. Aunt Chen's eyes became redder and redder as she spoke, her heart was extremely sad, and there were tears in her eyes, but she still tried her best to hold back, because she played the role of a mother and a father, no matter what, she must be stronger in front of her son, and teach Chen Feng how to live strongly.

Chen Feng slowly put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, stretched out his right hand to comb the white hair on Aunt Chen's head, and said slowly: "Mother, don't worry." It won't be long before I will find a way to buy a house in the city and take you to the city, so that you don't have to be so tired, and let Ah Feng honor you well. ”

Aunt Chen touched Chen Feng's head and said with a smile: "If you have this filial piety, your mother will be very happy, in the city, it is where the big people live, and even the owner can't afford to live, and my mother doesn't expect that." In another two or three years, you will also be an adult, so I will give you a daughter-in-law, and you will be able to hold your grandson well as a mother, hehe. Mrs. Chen smiled very happily.

On the Sword God Continent, reaching the age of sixteen is an adult, Chen Feng is thirteen years old this year, and he is still three months away from being fourteen years old.

The days in the countryside and villages are so dull, although the food is not delicacies from the mountains and seas, but wild vegetables from the countryside. They lived not in pavilions, but in thatched huts. It was not a brocade dress, but a patched coarse cloth garment. But Chen Feng felt very happy, happy, and sufficient every day, going up the mountain to chop wood, hunting hares, and practicing swordsmanship. At home, Mrs. Chen grows vegetables, raises poultry, and fishes, and her life is quite fulfilling. Since he was a child, Chen Feng has known that there is something called warmth that has always accompanied him to grow up happily.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another month has passed.

Qingniu Mountain is very large, with a radius of hundreds of miles. The mountains are densely wooded, and the branches and leaves are covered like a cover, shielding them from the scorching sun. Therefore, at noon, it is not very hot in the mountains, but there is no wind, and it is a little stuffy.

Under a towering ancient tree, Chen Feng took a woodcutter and began his day's homework - sword practice. There was a pile of firewood next to the tree, which was cut down in the morning, freeing up the afternoon time for Chen Feng to practice swordsmanship. Chen Feng likes to practice swordsmanship very much, as soon as he practices swordsmanship, his heart is extremely comfortable, there is a feeling like a fish in water, every time he practices it is an afternoon, and even sometimes forgets the hour, if it weren't for the sound of a beast roaring from time to time in the depths of the mountain, Chen Feng probably didn't know that it was already dark.

The mountains are very stuffy, whether it is a person or a beast in this environment, they will generally seem a little restless, but Chen Feng did not, at this moment he only had the woodcutter in his eyes that he used as a sword, with the dance of the woodcutter, the dull mountain actually blew a light wind, blowing the leaves of the ancient tree rustling.

In the Sword God Continent, there are many people who have been poor since they were young and have not cultivated the sword spectrum, but many of these poor ghosts still become a powerful swordsman for no other reason - creating their own sword skills. Of course, this requires extraordinary talent, and the self-created sword technique is not perfect, but it is also the most suitable for you.

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Ye Xing went back to his hometown for a blind date, and it happened to be the thunderstorm of the nine lightnings, and he found that the ancient well in the backyard of the ancestral house could actually lead to the Otherworldly Martial Arts Continent.

So he went in and out, going back and forth between the two worlds, selling mobile phones, learning martial arts, and starting a life of awesomeness.

In the Wulin Continent, he is a wealthy man, establishing Baiyun Villa, recruiting heroes from all directions, and mastering a powerful modern martial arts army.

On Earth, he is a big boss, a philanthropist, and a martial arts master hidden in the city, and any Superman Spider Steel Batman can only crawl and tremble at his feet!

Where is the link in the through train (to be continued.) )