When night falls, the moon is bright and the stars are shining.

In the Wuyuan Continent, in Xiangyun City, a small city on the southeast border of Longlou Kingdom, in an inconspicuous courtyard side room, the candle flame swayed with the shaking of the figure, and the heavy pacing sound was accompanied by sighs, and the person who made a sigh was a kind old man, wearing a gray robe embroidered with the word 'Zhao'.

"Miss Feng" The old man looked at the tired Feng Yu and shouted, "It's getting late, the two young masters will be handed over to the old one, please Miss Feng go back and rest."

After that, the old man looked at Feng Yu unmoved, his eyes were full of endless sadness, but also flashed a trace of anger from time to time, the old man understood in his heart that the young master's injury this time was different from what he thought, although the young master was bullied by others before, and was also injured in fights with others, but there had never been such a situation, no wonder Miss Feng was so anxious.

"Poor young master" The old man couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and shouted again, "Miss Feng, it's not too early, please go back and rest, there are old people here to take care of you, Miss Feng—"

Feng Yu heard the old man's shout, relieved himself from his contemplation, gently rubbed his eyes, looked back at the old man and said, "Wenbo, Yu'er is not tired, Yu'er has to wait for the two brothers to wake up before leaving"

"Miss Feng" Wen Bo heard Feng Yu say this, and knew how important the status of these two sons was in Feng Yu's heart, but seeing that Feng Yu, who was already exhausted, was struggling to support, he persuaded again, "Miss Feng, don't be reluctant, it's been a day and two nights, Miss Feng has saved the two young masters from Hong Youjia's hands, and Wen Bo has been grateful, Miss Feng also invited a pharmacist, used so many precious medicinal materials, and the most precious pill, Miss Feng's great kindness, Wen Bo thanked me here." After that, Wen Bo bowed deeply to Feng Yu, Feng Yu hurriedly stood up when he saw this, stopped Wen Bo in time, and said, "Wen Bo doesn't have to be like this, the two brothers are Feng Yu's closest people, and now they are bullied by Hong Youjia's group of dogs like this, I am already very guilty in my heart, I really shouldn't have lost my temper with Brother Yu, leaving Brother Yu alone in the Hong family's market, and being bullied by Hong Youjia's group of dogs, blame me, blame me" Saying this, Feng Yu's eyes were fluttering with tears, and his voice was a little hoarse and crying" If I hadn't lost my temper with Brother Yu, if I hadn't left Brother Yu alone in Hongjia City, I wouldn't have been like this, if I hadn't had the Wind Beast Core, it wouldn't be like this—Woo woo woo" Feng Yu cried even more sadly

Wen Bo listened to everything Feng Yu said, understood the general cause and effect of the matter, and saw Miss Feng Yu crying like this, and the deep dissatisfaction with the Hong family in his heart made him clench his fists, but he thought that he was already a dying old man, not to mention that he was a waste material that he had not even reached as a martial artist, and the idea of revenge could only turn into a helpless sigh, and he was even more pitiful for Zhao Siyu, a genius who was once called Xiangyun City in a hundred years.

"Miss Feng" Wen Bo sorted out his emotions, comforted Feng Yu and said, "None of this is Miss Feng's fault, Miss Feng is kind-hearted and thinks about the two sons, everything that happened yesterday was done by Hong Youjia, a bastard, they were bent on harming my young master, and in the end, thanks to Miss Feng's timely arrival, she saved the two young masters" Wen Bo paused and continued. Taking care of the two young masters, Miss Feng has not closed her eyes for a day and two nights, so if she continues like this, she is afraid that the two young masters will wake up, but Miss Feng will also fall down, and the two sons will also feel guilty when they see the tired Feng Yu, and feel sorry for Miss Feng, and ask Miss Feng to listen to Wen Bo's advice and go back to rest and rest. ”

Feng Yu didn't seem to hear Wen Bo's persuasion, still sitting next to Zhao Siyu and Zhang Ren, Wen Bo saw Feng Yu's mind on the two injured brothers in front of him, and didn't care about everything he said, deep emotion, helpless sighs in his heart and gratitude to Feng Yu, let himself see the long-lost warm heart in front of the short-haired Feng Yu in front of him, so he didn't say anything, got up and went out, waited outside the door, and accompanied Feng Yu quietly waiting for the two seriously injured young masters to wake up.

Feng Yu looked at the two seriously injured brothers in front of him, and his heart was mixed, including anger towards Hong Youjia, and deep self-blame for himself, and more of the latter. The eyes that have long been slightly swollen, and the fatigue of a day and two nights, although it is already the ninth order of the martial arts, and it is only a stage away from becoming a real martial artist, but the long-term high mental concentration and inner anxiety have also made Feng Yu's physical and mental state already very poor, and now Feng Yu is completely relying on his concern for the two elder brothers to support himself to persevere.

"Brother Siyu" Feng Yu shouted softly, "The pharmacist who asked me said, Brother Zhang Ren's injury was only three broken ribs, and he never injured his internal organs, and he was in a short coma, and he could wake up almost tonight, but Brother Siyu, you-woo woo" Speaking of this, Feng Yu once again couldn't control his tears and sobbed in a low voice. Wen Bo, who was outside the door, heard the sound and came in, and was about to ask what happened, but when he saw Miss Fengyu so sad, he didn't know how to comfort him.

What Miss Feng Yu said was worried, how could Wen Bo not know, Miss Feng Yu invited a pharmacist to treat the two sons, although Zhang Ren's condition was serious, it could also be cured, and it did not hurt Wu Yuan fundamentally, but he took pity on Young Master Siyu, although Hong Youjia's Wu Yuan was only the seventh order, and there was still a considerable gap between becoming a real martial artist, but after all, Young Master Siyu had suddenly lost all his martial arts since his wife died, and the gap between his physical fitness and those martial artists who cultivated Wu Yuan could be imagined, and finally saw the pharmacist shaking his head helplessly, whether it was Feng Yu clenching his fists, bowing his head and sobbing softly, or the old man's wordless anger and finally slamming the door, all of this, Wen Bo sees it in his eyes, but what can he do to help, this Yuanwu Continent, strength is respected, becoming a martial artist before the age of eighteen is the most basic requirement for wanting to survive in this world that advocates the strong, and there is no one who can become a martial artist, it is better to have a big family as a person to rely on, and will be arranged to survive in some family industries that can make do with survival, but can no longer become a member of the family core, and those who are poor, those who have no power to rely on, will be lucky to find an opportunity like Wen Bo, rely on the strength of the big family, become its vassal, and for the big family to drive and share, in order to get a chance to survive, and other unfortunate people, more often facing death, but whether or not they have the support and blessing of the family forces, those who do not become warriors in the end will eventually suffer discrimination and be gradually abandoned and forgotten by this world.

"cough-cough-cough"

Suddenly, with a few slight coughs, the dull atmosphere in the room was broken, Siyu turned his head violently when he heard the sound, and said in surprise, "Brother Zhang Ren, it's Brother Zhang Ren, Uncle Wen, it's Brother Zhang Ren who woke up."

"I see, I see," Wen Bo responded, "the old slave will go and bring the medicine that the pharmacist ordered before leaving."

Feng Yu couldn't hold back the joy in her heart, and hurriedly came to Zhang Ren's bed, quietly waiting for Zhang Ren to slowly open his eyes.

"Don't—don't—" Zhang Ren didn't open his eyes, just muttered.

"Brother Zhang Ren, Brother Zhang Ren" Feng Yu shouted softly, "Brother Zhang Ren doesn't want anything"

"Don't—hit—Brother Yu—come at me—" Zhang Ren said with all his strength, and then fell asleep again.

When Feng Yu heard Zhang Ren's words, there was a burst of sadness in his heart.