There was a hint of surprise in his voice.

Zhao Feng may have heard Lin Ting's voice, but Lin Ting's voice was very soft, Zhao Feng was not woken up by her, if you insist on saying how he woke up, it can only be attributed to the sound of snow waking him up.

Does snow have a sound?

There should be, because the first thing Zhao Feng said when he got up was, "I heard the sound of snow." He yelled lest others would not know.

"There is no sound in the snow, how can you hear it?" Lin Ting saw that her son was talking nonsense again, and couldn't help but interrupt him.

"Yes, I heard, 'whoosh, whoosh'." As he spoke, Zhao Feng danced with his hands, gesturing in his hands, hoping that Lin Ting could believe him.

"Why didn't I hear that?"

This question stopped Zhao Feng, because if his mother asked, what kind of voice was the snow, how loud it was, he also knew that it was roaring, as if a monster was screaming.

But she asked her why she didn't hear it, Zhao Feng couldn't help but think, I'm not you, how do I know why you can't hear it?

But he didn't say it, because when he woke up, he had pulled out of the chaos and recognized this woman, the person he should call "Niang", and if he couldn't convince her, then she would nag and wouldn't stop for a day, so he stopped.

"I'm going out and building a snowman."

"When the snow stops, you go out again, and now there is too little snow for you to build a snowman. Hungry? I asked the kitchen to prepare some chicken soup to warm up. ”

"I'm hungry, but I haven't. Xiaolan, come here. Zhao Feng shouted loudly, he felt that only in this way would Xiaolan hear.

"Here it is, young master." The sound of Xiaolan climbing the stairs sounded outside.

But after Xiaolan came in, Lin Ting said, "You go out first, the young master will wear it by himself today, after all, he is thirteen years old, and he should know how to do it." ”

Xiaolan looked at Zhao Feng, who was puzzled, then at Madame, and finally withdrew.

"Why don't you let Xiaolan give it to me? Then I don't? Zhao Feng looked at Lin Ting's eyes suspiciously, wanting to know the answer from her, because he was hungry, he wanted to eat chicken soup, but if he ate chicken soup, he had to get up, but why didn't he let Xiaolan eat chicken soup? But she just said that it was for him.

"Today you learn to get up on your own, you are no longer a child, you have to learn to be independent, otherwise what will you do in the future?" Lin Ting sighed helplessly, as if she was a little worried about the future scene.

This stumped Zhao Feng, who was Xiaolan before, but this time he wanted to be himself, he didn't know what to do, should he wear shoes, or should he wear them from his top? Zhao Feng didn't know what to do, so he kicked open the quilt, and the cold air stabbed from the outside, making him feel excited.

"It's time to catch a cold in a moment." Lin Ting became serious, which made Zhao Feng scream even louder, and in the end, Zhao Feng really felt cold, and immediately grabbed a handful of clothes, and put them on his body according to the way Xiaolan dressed herself.

The subordinates brought the food in and placed it on the table, all covered with lids, even through the lid, Zhao Feng could still smell the fragrance, which made him feel that his stomach was "gurgling", urging him to let the food in immediately.

Lin Ting also sat next to Zhao Feng and ate breakfast.

"Your brother should be back today, let him teach you some exercises to strengthen your body, no matter where you go in the future, I can rest assured."

When Zhao Feng heard the word "brother", his eyes suddenly lit up, and the food he was holding on to his hand stopped, and he turned to look at Lin Ting, "In a while, I'm going to build a snowman for my brother." After that, he continued to eat.

"I didn't teach you to practice the exercises before, because you don't have a good brain, and it might be a bad thing to cultivate too early, but now that you are thirteen years old, you should learn some exercises to strengthen your body, and you will have the power to protect yourself in the future. Son, I only have a son like you, although I also know that you may not achieve much on the way to cultivation, so I beg you to be safe. As he spoke, his eyes glistened with tears.

"Mother, don't cry, I'll get dressed myself in the future, I don't need Xiaolan to help me." Zhao Feng put down the food in his hand and assured Lin Ting very firmly.

The world where Zhao Feng is located can be described as boundless, and people call it the Metaverse.

Metaverse Eastern Regions.

In order to divide the region, it is divided into thirteen continents in the Eastern Regions, each continent has countless mainland islands, dotted with dots, a large continent in the range of the thirteen continents in the Eastern Regions, and the largest country in the Xuanlong Continent.

Great Xia is divided into a total of one hundred and eight cities, seventy-two outer cities, and thirty-six inner cities.

The people who can become the city lord are not ordinary powerhouses, at least they are all acquired martial artists.

To be able to become an acquired martial artist, all of them are one in a thousand, and even one in a million people can become an acquired martial artist.

However, the territory of Daxia is vast, and the population is huge, and there are even millions of people in a single urban area.

With such a large population base, warriors are still rare.

Shanhai City, Great Xia Kingdom, one of the seventy-two outer cities.

And Zhao Gunai, the city lord of Shanhai City, was personally canonized by the Great Xia Emperor, and Zhao Feng was Zhao Gu's second son.

What is Zhao Feng doing now? He's building a snowman. The snow has faded, but shows no signs of stopping. Zhao Feng couldn't wait, if it was too late, his brother would come back, and when he came back, he wouldn't be able to see his snowman he made, Zhao Feng felt frustrated. His mother didn't stop him, and he called his maid Xiaolan to help him get as much snow as he could.

After a burst of heavy snow fluttering, there is already a thick layer, stepping on it, the sound of "squeaky and rattling", ordinary people are likely to feel reluctant to destroy this flawless snow because of this, but Zhao Feng has no scruples, because he is a fool, and a fool should not think about it so much. If a fool thinks too much, then he is not a fool, and since others say that you are a fool, you are a fool, and you should not do something eye-catching.

Zhao Feng piled up a chubby belly, piled up a chubby head, used a broken branch as a nose, two long as arms, and painted a crooked mouth, looking left and right, where something was missing, missing his brother's eyes.

Zhao Feng was very impressed by his brother's eyes, his father always praised his eldest son for being smart, and others would also praise his brother's cleverness, Zhao Feng knew that his brother was a smart person. Zhao Feng had carefully observed his brother, and he wanted to know why he could tell from the surface of a person whether he was smart or stupid. Later, he found that his brother Zhao Long's eyes were very bright, like the fluorescence of the night, far-reaching and bright. So he felt that he was not a smart person because he did not have those bright and moving eyes. He looked into his own eyes through the mirror, and he could only see his face through his own eyes in the mirror, which was the infinite night, or with a hint of clear blue. He became even more convinced that he was a fool.

But in front of him, the snowman was missing a pair of eyes. He didn't know what to do to draw a pair of smart eyes.

"Young Master, what are you thinking?" Xiaolan looked at Zhao Feng, who was staring at the snowman surprisingly, and couldn't help but ask, looking at the contemplative appearance of her young master, she felt novel, after all, it is a very interesting thing to watch a fool think.

"I wonder how the eyes of a smart man should be drawn?" Zhao Feng replied very seriously.

Xiaolan laughed out loud, "Because the young master is a fool, he can't draw the eyes of smart people!" ”

When Zhao Feng heard this, it seemed that someone woke him up, no wonder he couldn't draw it, it turned out that he was a fool, and a fool couldn't draw a smart person, he didn't even think of such a simple truth, but he was a young master, and what he didn't expect was thought of by a maid, so he was very unhappy, but after thinking about it, he was a fool, and the unhappiness in his heart disappeared.

"Then Xiaolan will paint, and if the painting is not good, let Xiaolan marry the person who burns the fire."

As soon as Xiaolan heard this, tears immediately blurred her eyes, knelt in the snow and hugged Zhao Feng's legs, sobbing, "Young master, don't abandon Xiaolan, Xiaolan is wrong, Xiaolan don't marry the person who burns the fire." ”

Zhao Feng thought in his heart that if he really gave it to the person who burned the fire, he would feel bad, as if his heart was pinched by others, so he didn't speak to Xiaolan's request, he knew that if he didn't speak, Xiaolan wouldn't get up, so he would kneel and cry, which was a punishment.

"Who messed with my brother?" A young man's voice sounded in the courtyard, as if he was joking, this person was dressed in a green robe, with a long sword at his waist, his posture was on the high side, his body was not fat or thin, if it wasn't for the dust on his face that covered his face, he should be a handsome young man, if it wasn't for the sloppy clothes on his face, he should be a nobleman.

There was still a lot of sweet snow stuck to his hair, but he didn't care. This is the eldest son of the city lord of Shanhai City, the eldest young master of Shanhai City, Zhao Long, and Zhao Feng's smart elder brother.

"You go down first." Zhao Long said to Xiao Lan, as if there was undoubted power in his words, Xiao Lan heard Zhao Long's order, her body trembled, she couldn't wipe her tears, and got up and retreated.

Zhao Feng thought that he hadn't spoken yet to let Xiaolan leave, but her brother's words made her go, this was not to say that her brother's words were more effective than his words, Zhao Feng didn't like his brother ordering his maid in front of him, so he didn't speak, and even the snowman he had just built for his brother didn't want him to see it.

Zhao Long stepped forward, "I didn't bring you a gift this time, so I won't be angry with my brother, right?" ”

"Nope." Zhao Feng didn't care about gifts. At the age of thirteen, he had just reached the chest of his elder brother Zhao Long. He likes his brother very much, and it feels good because at this time he can feel that his brother likes him, and he likes his brother.

Zhao Feng pointed to the snowman in front of him, turned his head to Zhao Long and said, "This is the snowman brother I built." ”