Spring goes to autumn, the seasons alternate, and the years always pass by inadvertently......

"Second brother, wait for me!"

"Haha...... Third brother, Brother Zhu and I are going to do a big business, you take it with you at home, don't be found by my father and I will slip out again. ”

......

On the avenue in the middle of the ethereal town, a little fat man who was no more than a meter tall was out of breath and was trying his best to catch up with another little boy.

The moment his legs opened, his fleshy little face and the fat on his stomach swayed back and forth, and the whole person was like a rolling ball, running quickly forward.

In a clearing more than twenty meters in front of him.

Another little boy carried a quiver on his back, a curved bow made of mahogany, his eyes were bright, his eyebrows were full of heroism, he walked like a mountain cheetah, his skills were agile, and in a few jumps, he disappeared around the corner of a street.

"Second brother!"

The little fat man shouted from behind.

When he ran to the corner of the street, he looked left and right, and there were two lanes in front of him, and there was no human figure in each lane, and there were not even footprints left on the ground.

"The second brother stole his father's bow and arrows, what is he going to do?"

He was tired and sweating profusely, the tiger skin coat on his body was covered with crystal beads of sweat, a cold wind blew, and a thick smell of sweat spread from his body.

"My father said that stealing was a big mistake and that I had to tell him about it as soon as possible. ”

After some thought, the little fat man stretched out a tender white hand, took out a wooden whistle from his arms, put it in his mouth, used all his strength, and puffed his cheeks at the wooden whistle and blew it hard.

Shout......

Crisp, shrill whistles reverberated back and forth in several nearby alleyways.

In an alleyway directly south of the ethereal town.

The little boy called "Second Brother" is about to step out of the last alley, ready to step out of the ethereal town. At that moment, a sharp whistle erupted from an alleyway fifty meters behind him.

"It's broken! The third brother blew the wooden whistle, and now it's in trouble!"

The little boy stopped walking, and he turned to look in the direction where the whistle came from, his handsome little face full of worry, and his sword eyebrows furrowed, not knowing what to do.

Just when he was in a dilemma, a fat middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Brother Mu Feng is really courageous, he dared to steal Uncle Mu Hu's hunting bow at a young age, quickly, while Uncle Mu Hu and Xiao Yue'er have not yet chased after him, you and I will rush to Red Leaf Mountain as soon as possible. ”

The middle-aged man is the mayor of the ethereal town - Wang Dazhu, the son of Wang Chun, and the little boy in front of him is Mu Hu and Mingli's eldest son - Mu Feng!

The hunting bow in Mu Feng's hand was only half a meter long, but the workmanship was very exquisite.

The surface of the bow is carved with a leaping male lion, made of peach wood throughout, with a slender bowstring and a faint white light on the surface, which is rumored to be a leather band extracted from the body of some kind of fierce beast.

"Good thing! If you sell it in Magnolia City, you will definitely be able to sell it for a good price!"

Wang Dazhu secretly exclaimed.

He had a messy beard under his chin, his body was as fat as a ball, his legs were as thick as pillars, he was half-upright, his fat face was full of excitement, his eyes were half-squinted, and he stared at the red bow in the little boy's right hand for a moment.

Looking at the greedy gaze projected by the other party, Mu Feng's eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of disdain, and secretly sneered with disdain.

"This guy is already thirty-five, and he doesn't dare to go into the mountains to hunt, he only knows how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, and he is a good person, but he has been raised alive to be a pig's head that walks upright. ”

At this moment, more than ten years have passed since Muhu got married.

In the first three years of the decade, Mu Hu and Mingli did not dare to let Mu Feng appear in front of people in order to hide their eyes.

It wasn't until three years later that the crystallization of the love between the two - Mu Yuchen, that is, just after the little fat man was three years old, that the two dared to let Mu Feng and the latter appear in front of people together.

Externally, Mu Hu and Mingli unanimously maintained their voice: Let's just say that Mu Yuchen and Mu Feng are twin sons!

Three-year-old and four-year-old children are not much different in size and size, so no one deliberately asks about Mu Feng.

After Mu Feng was six years old, the black cheetah and the tiger cub that had been extorted from the hands of the ghost spirit monk left Mu Hu's small courtyard and fled into the Red Leaf Mountain more than ten miles away.

It was also from this time that Mu Hu began to teach Mu Feng and Mu Yuchen the alchemy technique he had cultivated, the "Battle Heaven Technique".

Like the Crouching Tiger Technique practiced by Wang Chun, the mayor of the Ethereal Town, the "Battle Heaven Technique" is also divided into four moves, namely the Swinging Style, the Leaping Style, the Swinging Style, and the Splitting Sky Style.

Maybe it's the black mole in the palm of Mu Feng's right hand that is doing the trick.

Whenever Mu Hu taught him to practice the Battle Heavenly Technique, a cyan brilliance would appear in the palm of the latter's right hand, which was very peculiar and difficult to ignore.

What's even more bizarre is that in just four years, Mu Feng has not only practiced the four moves of Zhan Tianjue, but his attainments on the refining body have also crossed the "Copper Skin Realm" and reached the viscera realm.

Shout......

The shrill whistle still reverberated back and forth in the alleyway dozens of meters behind the two.

Wang Dazhu raised his eyes to look at the blazing sun above his head, and said eagerly.

"Brother Mufeng, you and I should hurry to Red Leaf Mountain as soon as possible, if we go too late, we won't be able to turn back to the town before the sun goes down. ”

"Thou shalt not call me brother, thou shalt call me by my name, but thou shalt not put the old words in front of my name. ”

Although Mu Feng was only ten years old, his mentality was surprisingly steady, and from the time he began to practice alchemy at the age of six, he had already conceived his mind and was able to reach people's will.

He has a talent that ordinary people can't achieve - super memory!

But whatever Mu Hu told him about the alchemy technique, no matter how complicated it was, he could repeat it word for word.

"Old ...... Wood Wind Mu Feng, I heard that the hunting team in the town has already taken the lead in entering the Red Leaf Mountain before dawn, and our trip is only to hunt some ordinary small beasts on the periphery, and we will never encounter fierce hunting beasts. ”

Looking at Mu Feng's slightly immature face, but not lacking a sense of confidence, Wang Dazhu didn't dare to call him "brother" anymore, and kept urging the former to take him into the mountains to hunt quickly.

In the past ten years since Mu Feng was born, Wang Dazhu has never set foot on Red Leaf Mountain, he can't practice the body refining technique, his body is fat, and it is very difficult to even walk.

But for some reason, on a whim today, he secretly contacted Mu Feng in advance, induced the latter to steal the wood tiger's hunting bow, and took him to the periphery of Red Leaf Mountain to hunt wild beasts.

"Brother Zhuzi, it's hard to walk at your size, you still stay at home honestly, and when I return from the Red Leaf Mountain, I'll share some of your prey. ”

For Wang Dazhu, Mu Feng was unwilling to take him to Hongye Mountain with him.

Although Wang Dazhu is more than 20 years older than him, the former's father, Wang Chun and Mu Hu, are the same generation, and according to custom, he can only call him his elder brother.

"No, you must not leave me alone and go to Momiji Mountain!"

Wang Dazhu was shocked and screamed.

He squatted down, stretched out his fat arms, and two fleshy palms the size of a fan went around Mu Feng's waist, and picked the latter up.

"You fat pig, put me down quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Mu Feng struggled with his body in his arms.

He pulled out a hand, put his five fingers together into a fist, the bone joints between his palms snapped, and his backhand wanted to slap towards Wang Dazhu's pair of small eyes.

Wang Dazhu's pupils shrank suddenly, he subconsciously shivered, quickly let go of his hands, and then, opened his legs, and ran into the distance like a run.

"Plop ......" There was a muffled sound, Wang Dazhu suddenly let go, and before Mu Feng could stop his hand, his body fell straight to the ground.

"Dead fatty, you wait for me!"

Mu Feng looked at Wang Dazhu, who had fled in the wilderness, and shouted through gritted teeth,

Then, rubbing his buttocks with his hands, he slowly stood up from the spot.

It was only at this moment that he realized that the whistling sound that reverberated back and forth in the alleyway had long since disappeared without a trace.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Soon, he knew the root cause of this change - at some point, the wooden tiger had rushed from the alleyway to the open space three meters behind him.

"Mu Feng, you dare to steal Lao Tzu's hunting bow, why don't you hurry over and be punished!"

Ten years passed in a hurry, and there were a few more strands of gray hair on Mu Hu's head.

He stared at Mu Feng's figure, his face was pale, obviously angry to the extreme.

"Father...... Father, the child did not mean to steal the bow and arrows, I ...... I just wanted to go into the mountains to hunt like everyone else in the village. ”

Mu Feng turned around, raised the curved bow in his hand above his head with both hands, and lowered his head, not daring to look at Mu Hu.

"I didn't learn well at a young age, but I learned to steal things, this time, Lao Tzu must teach you a good lesson!"

Mu Hu took a tiger step, quickly rushed to Mu Feng, waved his hand to pick up the curved bow, flipped his right hand in the air, grabbed one end of the curved bow, and hit Mu Feng's two palms fiercely.

Bang Bang Bang ......

After hitting more than a dozen times in succession, Mu Feng's pair of small hands suddenly turned blood-red, he clenched his teeth, his eyes were full of tears, and he refused to let out a miserable scream.

Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, good is great!

Although his intention was not really to steal the bow and take it for himself, it was also unrighteous to take his bow and arrows without Muhu's consent.

Airplanes!

Mu Hu's expression was cold, holding the other end of the curved bow in one hand, and when he was about to hit Mu Feng's two palms again, a low buzzing sound suddenly came from in front of him.

He looked up at the front, his pupils constricting sharply.

I saw that Mu Feng's right palm was full of blue light, and the halo was shining, like a little rain of light, which quickly spread to the palm of his left hand.