readx;? Feeling the speed of the branch's flight and the sword qi that came from nowhere on the branch, Zhao Jingfeng was shocked, and immediately controlled the branch to stop, with the speed at which this branch was pierced and the sword qi that suddenly appeared on the branch, he had no doubt that this branch could definitely easily pierce Zhao Shuang's body, even if he would not die and be seriously injured, once such a consequence occurred, then Zhao Jingfeng would also break into a catastrophe. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The branch finally stopped when it had just reached Zhao Shuang's chest.

Despite this, the front end of the branch also pierced into Zhao Shuang's chest, but fortunately, the piercing was not deep, it only pierced into the skin, if Zhao Jingfeng's reaction was a little slower, then Zhao Shuang's body would be pierced by this branch, and the consequences would be unimaginable at that time.

Zhao Jingfeng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, his spiritual sense had a very vague connection with the branches, through the induction of the branches, Zhao Jingfeng understood that the branches only pierced a little bit of Zhao Shuang's skin, and there was nothing serious, which made Zhao Jingfeng feel a lot more relaxed.

The sharp pain in his chest made Zhao Shuang's white and chubby little face pale, and when he looked down and saw the blood on his chest, his face suddenly changed, and then he cried out loudly with a "wow...... and tears in his eyes continued to roll out like a fountain.

"Blood... Blood... Bleeding, wow... Fourth Brother...... You...... You hit me, woo...... Mother... Mother...... I'm going to tell my mother to... Mother...... The fourth brother beat me ......" At this moment, Zhao Shuang seemed to have turned into a naughty child who loved to cry, threw away the wooden sword in his hand, and ran out of the garden crying. After all, now Zhao Shuang is just a child who is not yet ten years old and is still growing up in a greenhouse.

Looking at Zhao Shuang, who gradually disappeared from sight, Zhao Jingfeng shook his head helplessly, and walked towards his residence, he knew in his heart that next, I was afraid that he would be severely criticized.

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"What, Humber, you're not kidding me. In a study, Zhao Hongyin, the head of the Zhao Mansion, suddenly stood up from the chair, stared at an old man standing opposite, and said in a surprised tone.

That old man was none other than the butler of the Zhao Mansion, Hong Bo.

Hong Bo nodded affirmatively, and said with a serious face: "Family master, I didn't believe in this matter originally, but dozens of people in the kitchen saw it clearly, the fourth young master did injure a guy who worked in the kitchen, and finally lifted this guy who weighed more than a hundred catties, and threw it a distance of five meters, and most importantly, this guy himself is a strength with three layers of spiritual power." ”

Hearing this, the look of surprise in Zhao Hongyin's eyes became even stronger, and there was a faint hint of disbelief.

Hong Bo looked at Zhao Hongyin, hesitated slightly, and said again: "Family master, I just received news that when the fourth young master was competing with the third young master in the garden, he injured the third young master with only one branch. ”

"What, Feng'er and Shuang'er had a competition, and Feng'er actually injured Shuang'er. Zhao Hongyin's tone was full of surprise again.

"Yes, the head of the family, and the fourth young master only used a branch, while the third young master used a wooden sword. Humb added.

"How is this possible!" Zhao Hongyin stood up from the chair again and said, "Feng'er can't cultivate spiritual power at all, and on the other hand, Shuang'er, Shuang'er is not only three years older than Feng'er, but also has reached the third level of spiritual power, plus he has been practicing every day during this time, how can he be defeated by Feng'er who doesn't know how to practice." ”

At this time, a half-meter-long branch suddenly appeared in Hong Bo's hand and said, "Family master, the fourth young master used this branch to defeat the third young master." ”

Zhao Hongyin borrowed the branch that Hong Bo handed over, which was a little thinner than his little finger, and at the other end of the branch, there was still a little blood.

When Zhao Hongyin's gaze fell on the dried blood in the intermittent branches, his face suddenly became solemn, and he said, "Uncle Hong, Shuang'er is fine." ”

"The third young master is fine, it's just that he just broke a little skin. Humb replied.

Zhao Hongyin nodded slightly, his face looked a little better, and then he took the branch in his hand and looked at it carefully several times, and the look in his eyes became more and more puzzled, and finally he couldn't help but speak: "Uncle Hong, this is just an ordinary branch that can no longer be ordinary, and the tip is also extremely flat, with the power of the wind, it should be impossible to hurt Shuang'er with this branch." ”

Hearing this, Hong Bo nodded slightly, but a trace of essence gradually appeared in his eyes, and said: "Family master, I have a bold guess, the fourth young master may not be a waste person who cannot cultivate spiritual power, and looking at the performance of the fourth young master today, maybe the fourth young master has already cultivated spiritual power, and at least it is still the fourth layer of spiritual power, otherwise, the fourth young master will not be able to defeat Li Si, who has a third layer of spiritual power." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Hongyin's face was slightly happy, and a trace of excitement gradually appeared in his eyes, for this fourth son who has been talented since he was a child, but he can't cultivate, this has always been the biggest regret in Zhao Hongyin's heart.

"Uncle Hong, you mean to say that Feng'er is not only capable of cultivating spiritual power, but also a cultivation genius. Zhao Hongyin's tone trembled slightly, full of excitement. At the age of seven, he reached the fourth layer of spiritual power, which was indeed a rare genius on the Martial Arts Continent. After all, under normal circumstances, it is generally necessary to be around eight years old to reach the fourth level of spiritual power.

Hong Bo nodded slightly, and said: "Fourth Young Master, I watched him grow up, his extraordinary talent, I can see it clearly, for the Fourth Young Master, I have always had great expectations in my heart, and I faintly feel that in the near future, the Fourth Young Master's achievements will definitely surpass me." ”

Hearing Hong Bo's words, Zhao Hongyin's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his eyes showed a look of disbelief and ecstasy.

Hong Bo continued: "And when I learned that the Fourth Young Master was a waste person who could not cultivate spiritual power, I also felt very strange, I always felt that this seemed to be a little wrong, but I never understood what the specific problem was, until today, judging from the two things that the Fourth Young Master did, I was sure that my previous guess was correct, the Fourth Young Master is not a person who cannot cultivate spiritual power, but is still a cultivation genius. ”

Zhao Hongyin took a deep breath, slowly calmed down his excited mood, and was about to say something, when suddenly a family member ran in, and said respectfully to Zhao Hongyin: "The head of the family, the third young master is injured, and the third lady asks the head of the family to come over." ”

"Got it, stand down. Zhao Hongyin waved his hand and said in a flat tone.

"Yes!" the family replied respectfully, and slowly withdrew.

Zhao Hongyin looked at the housekeeper Uncle Hong, and said with a light smile: "Uncle Hong, why don't we go over and have a look together, and by the way, we also care about Feng'er, this time has indeed been cold." Speaking of this, Zhao Hongyin paused slightly, and said in a serious tone: "Uncle Hong, those two kitchen guys who bullied Feng'er, and trouble you to drive them out of my Zhao Mansion, hmph, the two subordinates actually bullied my Zhao Hongyin's son." ”

Hong Bo smiled slightly, and said: "Family master, I have already driven those two people out of the mansion, although one of them was introduced by the eldest lady Li Shijie, and the other is the younger brother of Li San, the captain of the guard team in the mansion, but since they dare to take the initiative to bully the head of the fourth young master, then there is no need for them to continue to stay in the mansion, otherwise, where is the face of my Zhao Mansion." ”

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In a large and decorated very luxurious room, Zhao Shuang, who was injured by Zhao Jingfeng, was lying on the bed, his face was slightly pale, and the wound on his chest had been carefully bandaged.

At the head of the bed, Zhao Shuang's mother Yang Peony looked at her son with a heartache on her face, not far away, Zhao Jingfeng and his mother Du Qiuniang, as well as the eldest aunt Li Shijie, the second aunt Liu Ruyan, and the second sister Zhao Qingchun were all standing in the room.

Yang Peony turned her head, glared at Du Qiuniang with an angry face, and said in a somewhat gloomy tone: "Fourth sister, this precious son of yours is really getting bolder and bolder, and he actually injured Shuang'er with a murder weapon, fortunately, my Shuang'er is blessed with a big life, and the injury is not serious, otherwise, I really don't know what the consequences will be." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng frowned, and said unconvinced: "It's no wonder to me, it was the third brother who took the initiative to ask me to compete with him, and it is inevitable that the two sides will be slightly injured in the fight, and I didn't use a murder weapon, just a branch, if you want to blame, then you can only blame the third brother for not being proficient." ”

Yang Peony's face was pale when she was angry by Zhao Jingfeng's words, but Zhao Jingfeng's words were very reasonable, so that Yang Peony couldn't find anything to say.

As soon as he thought that he was actually stumped by a child of a few years old, a nameless anger rose in Yang Mudan's heart, especially Zhao Jingfeng's last sentence "If you want to blame, you can only blame the third brother for not being proficient in learning", which made Yang Mudan's face blue and white for a while, didn't he make it clear that his son was not as good as a waste person who couldn't cultivate spiritual power.

Seeing that Yang Peony was actually angry like this by a child of a few years old, Du Qiuniang and Zhao Jingfeng's second aunt both felt a burst of amusement in their hearts, and only the eldest aunt Li Shijie was expressionless.

Du Qiuniang stretched out her hand and gently touched Zhao Jingfeng's head, looking at Zhao Jingfeng's eyes full of doting, and then slowly walked forward, and said: "Third sister, this is just a fight between children, we don't have to worry about it, we can't be angry about such a thing, after all, Feng'er and Shuang'er are just ignorant children, now let me help Shuang'er heal the chest injury." ”

Hearing Du Qiuniang's words, although Yang Peony still felt very angry in her heart, it was not good to say anything, if she went to deal with a child of a few years old for this matter, I am afraid that the other three sisters in the room would look at her differently.

Du Qiuniang came to Zhao Shuang's side, slowly closed her eyes, and the next moment, I saw Du Qiuniang's hands, slowly emitting a faint white brilliance.

At the same time, a trace of essence flashed in Zhao Jingfeng's eyes, and he clearly felt that there was a special aura between heaven and earth that was slowly gathering towards his mother's hands, and then formed a faint white light, and this special aura was the kind of special aura that Zhao Jingfeng felt contained in the aura of heaven and earth.

Zhao Jingfeng watched intently at the movements of his mother Du Qiuniang's hand, at this moment, he suddenly realized that maybe he could understand the use of this special aura from his mother's body, after all, he had already discovered that this special aura associated with the aura of heaven and earth was not so simple.

The white brilliance in Du Qiuniang's hand became more and more intense, the light was soft, not dazzling, after brewing a few breaths, Du Qiuniang waved her hands lightly, only to see the milky white brilliance detached from her palm, drifting towards Zhao Shuang's chest, and finally slowly blended into the injured part of Zhao Shuang's chest. Because the injured part of Zhao Shuang's chest was wrapped in a layer of white cloth, Zhao Jingfeng couldn't see what kind of changes had happened to the wound when this milky white brilliance melted into Zhao Shuang's wound.

After doing all this, Du Qiuniang let out a breath and said, "Okay, third sister, Shuang'er is fine, his wounds should have recovered now." ”

Yang Peony finally showed a happy smile on her face, and after saying thank you, she walked quickly to Zhao Shuang's side, and asked in a tone full of concern: "Shuang'er, how are you feeling now, does the wound still hurt?"

Zhao Shuang reached out and touched the injured part of her chest, and smiled: "Mother, the child doesn't hurt anymore, it's very comfortable." As he spoke, he reached out and ripped off the hemp yarn that was wrapped around his chest.

After removing the hemp veil, I saw that Zhao Shuang's chest had become smooth, and there were no wounds left on it except for some dried blood scars.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jingfeng suddenly understood, this mysterious power should be called the magical aura of Xianlu aura, this aura has a very magical effect on healing, no matter how serious the injury, under the treatment of Xianlu aura, it can recover quickly, and his mother is a real person of Xianlu, so he can skillfully use this aura to heal. Legend has it that some powerful fairy dew real people can also reincarnate people with broken arms, and even have the miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life.

And in Zhao Jingfeng's heart, he couldn't help but secretly think that he could feel the existence of Xianlu aura and absorb it smoothly, and he didn't know if he could control Xianlu aura to heal like his mother.

As soon as this idea came to him, Zhao Jingfeng couldn't wait to try it, but in the end he held back, and the occasion here was really not suitable for him to experiment.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and I saw Zhao Hongyin, Zhao Fengfeng's father, and Hong Bo, the housekeeper of the Zhao Mansion, walking in at the same time.

"What's wrong with Frost, it's not badly injured. As soon as he entered the room, Zhao Hongyin asked, his tone was quite concerned.