Wind Feather stared at the fiery red stone, it had been so long, and he still hadn't figured out what was so special about it. As?????? Feng Yu took out a dagger, this was the weapon in the storage ring of the dead Spiritual Maturity Master!

It seemed to be his cherished possession, and the whole dagger glistened with cold light. Wind Feather carefully pointed the dagger at the stone, hehe!

He couldn't take it anymore. A crisp voice came. The stone actually took the initiative to stick to the dagger, and the dagger suddenly flowed brightly. In a few moments, the dagger turned into a piece of scrap metal, as if it had lost its life.

There's a play. After absorbing the essence of the dagger, the red color of this stone faded a little. Then, obediently lay on the table.

Feng Yu felt that this stone had the ability to absorb the essence of weapons, and according to this situation, it was necessary to let this stone absorb until there was no red. Alas!

Feng Yu couldn't help but feel distressed for a while, what a loser! This dagger, to say the least, is worth dozens of low-grade spirit stones! If you want to dig out the real secret of this stone, it will definitely cost a sky-high price!

Since the first time the little girl finished eating with herself, her courage has gradually increased, and now she dares to take the initiative to eat with Feng Yu. But she still practiced as hard as ever.

Watching the little girl practice hard day and night, Feng Yu really couldn't bear it. According to legend, she was given some exercises, but the exercises he knew needed to have martial blood, and if he gave it to her rashly, it might cause a counterproductive effect.

I remember my father once said, "The capital that our martial arts family can gain a foothold in the world is the blood of the martial arts." Xuangong relies on the bloodline, and even if there is no Xuangong, the bloodline can still recreate Xuangong. This is also the essence of the mystery that foreign races cannot glimpse into our race!"

This sentence clearly told Feng Yu that the martial arts Xuangong cannot be practiced by outsiders. And the wind of the Xuanfeng Gate is by no means considered a superior exercise. There is another way!, but Feng Yu's cultivation is too low now, and it won't work at all.

He really had no tricks, so he could only help her sort out the meridians, and besides, the little girl now knew that he could cultivate.

Feng Yu directly called Li'er to the room, "Young Master, what's the matter with finding a slave?" asked Li'er.

"Give me your hands. Feng Yu stretched out his hands. Li'er blinked and put her little hand on it.

"You sit down, close your eyes, and calm down. Remember, don't move!" said Feng Yu. Li'er sat down and said, "Li'er remembers." ”

Feng Yu ran the Xuan Gong, injecting a soft spiritual power into Li'er's body, and carefully helped Li'er comb her muscles and veins. I saw that Li'er was clenching her teeth and her face was pale, as if she was enduring some pain.

Feng Yu was a little reluctant, so he reduced the delivery of spiritual power, and after running the Xuan Gong in Li'er's body for a few cycles, he then combed the tendons and veins. According to what my dad said before, this can alleviate a lot of pain. Li'er's face was obviously much better, turning from white to red.

However, if Feng Yu and his father martial artist saw this situation, he would definitely flatten Feng Yu to the point that he didn't even know what he was.

Because according to the clan rules, this kind of "baptism" can only be used by husband and wife. And Feng Yu didn't think about this stubble at all, he just wanted to relieve some pain for Li'er. Waiting for Feng Yu to straighten out all the meridians of Li'er, Li'er just broke through to the early stage of qi induction.

At this time, he was already sweating profusely, and Lian'er was the opposite, she looked dusty and looked at Feng Yu.

"Was it very uncomfortable just now?" asked Feng Yu.

"No, Li'er felt very comfortable just now. Young Master can practice, right?" said Li'er happily. Feng Yu looked at Xiao Lian, "Well, but you have to remember that you must not tell anyone about this. ”

Xiao Lian nodded seriously, "Xiao Lian remembers! Thank you, young master!" With Lian'er's intelligence, she knew that Feng Yu would not harm her just now, but only for her good. Feng Yu gave her a smile and went straight to the shower.

Combing through the muscles and veins makes me out of breath, it seems that I have to cultivate hard. And Li'er, now that she has caused the initial cultivation, she also has a certain ability to protect herself, and she can also relax a little.

Because of Feng Yu's planting, Kazama has converged a lot. Therefore, Feng Lian has obviously relaxed a lot recently, and in addition to cultivating, Feng Yu is wandering around, waiting for the enrollment notice of Dongqin Magic Academy.

Early in the morning, the sun is shining, and it is a good weather to go out to enjoy the mountains and rivers. Feng Yu was about to go out, when a gust of fragrant wind hit, and a slender figure appeared in front of him.

The person who came was Shui Birou, looking at her eyebrows tightened, and a faint sadness in her eyes appeared from time to time. But in this way, she is even more charming.

"I don't know what the water fairy is looking for me?" Feng Yu was not cold, he didn't want to stay with this ice beauty for long.

"Come and see, what, you're not welcome?" asked Shui Birou unexpectedly.

Faced with Shui Birou's words, Feng Yu was really taken aback. "Welcome, of course welcome. I don't know where the fairy wants to look?" Shui Birou didn't say much, and went directly to a small pavilion in the back.

It was the place that Feng Yu frequented the most, the environment was quiet, and standing upstairs could see the entire street behind the Feng family's mansion.

Feng Lian also saw that Feng Yu was in a bad mood at that time, so he gave him the entire backyard to relieve Feng Yu's state of mind.

Shui Birou climbed to the top floor of the pavilion step by step, and Feng Yu followed. "In the middle of the night, I went up to the small building in the cold and watched the downtown and wrote about my sorrows. Just ask you how sad you are, a line of sea into the east!"

The little poem left in front of me couldn't help but read it. "It's a 'just ask you how sad you are, a line of sea flows into the east'!" Shui Birou looked at Feng Yu and praised, her appreciation showing her face.

"Is there something bothering?" Feng Yu could see that Shui Birou must have something on her mind, otherwise how could she praise a poem that writes about idleness so much.

"No matter what, you and I will be strangers in the future!" Shui Birou gritted her teeth and said word by word. After saying that, she walked down the small pavilion alone.

Feng Yu was full of doubts, so strange, she didn't say anything when she asked her, and she didn't say a word. In fact, it has always been a stranger. Feng Yu looked at the scenery with a depressed mood, and felt bored.

Sure enough, bad moods can affect people. After Feng Yu went downstairs, he returned to his room and began to practice.