After Feng Xian'er left, Li Peicai said to everyone: "Please advise." Although the words were humble, the confidence in them was felt by everyone present. The people present were all clear-eyed people, and Shicai had a red fighting spirit on his sword scabbard, which was clearly a sign of a second-level martial artist.

At the age of twelve, he became a second-level martial artist, which can already be said to be a rare genius. Everyone present thought to themselves that there was no one who had a higher cultivation than him.

The scene was silent for a while. So Li Peicai said: "If everyone has no objections, then can I take the position of squad leader?" There were many responses below, and Li Peicai listened to it and got off the stage. When he got to his fiancée's side, he said, "Sanshui, the fighting spirit that Feng Xian'er hit my sword scabbard just now is a little strange. ”

"Well, I feel it. It's supposed to be mixed with magical elements. It is estimated that she is a dual cultivator of magic and martial arts. ”

"To be able to fuse the magic fighting spirit, at least two skills have reached level three or above. This is rare. ”

"Why are you so interested in her? You just became a class leader, and you haven't said a word to everyone. ”

Li Peicai laughed: "Yes, Shui'er is right, I'll say a few words." Zhong Sanshui listened to his affectionate call, and his face was a little feverish, so he couldn't help but push him.

Li Peicai said: "Everyone, the new class has just been built, let's introduce ourselves...... the following trivialities, omit to mention.

Let's say that Feng Xian'er took Long Tianxiang to the infirmary. The infirmary, of course, is built in the place where the wounded are most likely to occur, so it is naturally near the martial arts arena.

But Feng Xian'er didn't go there, but ran farther away. After a short time, Feng Xian'er arrived at a bungalow, which was built on a lawn and surrounded by ancient trees, and the environment was very elegant. This is the place where Feng Xian'er lives.

After entering the house, Feng Xian'er carefully checked Long Tianxiang's injuries, and after finding that there were no internal injuries, she washed the injuries for him, dredged the meridians of the injuries with her fighting spirit, put him flat on the bed, and went out to the martial arts venue again.

When she arrived at the martial arts arena and knew the results of the competition, Feng Xian'er said, "Then there will be nothing to do today." You can go to the dormitory, in the south of the college. In order to ensure the cultivation environment, the dormitory is one room per person, which should have been arranged, and you can move in after tidying up. Well, let's disband, then. ”

Everyone dispersed, and Feng Xian'er also returned to her house. When she arrived at the house, she saw that Long Tianxiang had not woken up yet, so she went to cook by herself.

The fragrance of vegetables woke up Long Tianxiang. When he looked at it, he didn't know what this place was, and after trying to think about it for a while, he remembered that he was about to make a move, but he didn't know what was going on, and suddenly he was hit by a strong force in front of him, and then he didn't know anything.

Seeing that the wound had been carefully bandaged, Long Tianxiang knew that this should be someone else's room. He followed the fragrance of the vegetables and was taking a look at Feng Xian'er, who heard the sound and came out of the kitchen. Before Long Tianxiang could salute, Feng Xian'er smiled and said, "Wake up." Isn't it a little hungry? Sit down and wait, the meal will be ready in no time. ”

Long Tianxiang looked at the teacher who had put on an apron, and was a little stunned: The teacher personally cooked for himself? This really flattered him, and he couldn't help but shirk and said, "Teacher, don't bother you." I'll figure it out myself......"

Without waiting for Long Tianxiang to finish speaking, Feng Xian'er said angrily: "What to solve by yourself, do you know that you are a wounded now? Really, you dare to go up and compete without cultivating anything, do you know how worried I am about you? Hurry up and give me a rest, obedient, do you hear?"

Since he was a child, he has never been treated so well and cared for so much. However, at this moment, when he was suddenly treated like this, his first reaction was not gratitude, but instinctive doubt: was she so kind to everyone or did she have other intentions for herself? So he instinctively became careful.

The rice is hearty and tastes good. Although Long Tianxiang wanted to be careful, he was still satisfied. Feng Xian'er saw that he ate well, and the apology in her heart was also much lighter. After eating, Feng Xian'er said to Long Tianxiang: "It's so late today, you can stay with me." ”

When Long Tianxiang heard this, he hurriedly excused himself. Feng Xian'er asked several times, but Long Tianxiang just refused, and got up to leave. Feng Xian'er was anxious, so she said, "Why don't you want to live, isn't it good for me to be here?"

Long Tianxiang is still a child after all, and the city government is not so deep, he was silent for a long time, and finally asked: "Teacher, why are you so good to me?"

Feng Xian'er was stunned, she saw the deep vigilance in her son's eyes. She suddenly wanted to cry, because from this look, she seemed to see the epitome of Long Tianxiang's twelve years of orphan life: fraud, competition, daily anxiety and depression in order to make a living. Only such a life can make a child full of such distrust of the world.

She didn't know how much her son had suffered, but she knew she couldn't add to his grief. She resisted the urge to cry and jokingly said, "I can tell you, but you must not believe it." Long Tianxiang nodded naturally.

Feng Xian'er thought about it several times and wanted to pick a suitable tone, but in the end, she tapped Long Tianxiang with her finger and said with a smile: "Silly boy, who else will be so good to you except my mother." ”

Feng Xian'er looked at Long Tianxiang, she thought that he would excitedly ask "is it true", but this was not the case, Long Tianxiang did not react, it seemed that he was only thinking about the possibility of his words

Feng Xian'er slapped Long Tianxiang and said, "Isn't it not allowed for you not to believe it, why don't you react at all." She didn't know how many times she had fantasized about the recognition of mother and son in her heart, and said eagerly: "Do you still not believe it?" Hmph, if you still don't believe it, I will, I will ......."

Although Feng Xian'er is an elder, she looks angry at the moment, but she is completely a delicate little daughter. Rao is Long Tianxiang, who was also touched by his mother's seemingly real emotions at the moment, let down his guard a little, and hurriedly said, "I believe it." ”

"What about you...... Aren't you excited?" The scene of the mother and son recognizing each other was too far from what she imagined, and Feng Xian'er herself felt that her question was very strange.

Long Tianxiang was indeed not very excited, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "How do I react?"

Yes, what reaction does Long Tianxiang need?

For all orphans, they want to have something to rely on, but who can they rely on?

They saw that other children had parents, and they began to have fantasies about their parents, thinking that it would be nice if they had parents. whereas

As he went through more and more suffering, the role of the parents they thought they could rely on became more and more important in their hearts, to the point of being unrealistic. When they meet their parents, whatever the reaction, it will at least make them extremely concerned.

But Long Tianxiang has already passed this stage. He had endured too much pain in the past twelve years that he could not bear, but there was no one to help him, including his parents, the only one he could hope for, and he despaired, realizing that the only person in the world could be relied on was himself.

Numbbing his mind and abandoning the feelings he should have has become the only way for him to bear life. At this time, Tina's appearance gave him one last hope, and he bet all his money on magic, and he would not think about anything else. So now, he only wants magic, and his parents have become like passers-by to him.

In other words, if a person is not his parents, he does not care, he only cares about whether this person will be good for him to learn magic.

Long Tianxiang saw that Feng Xian'er seemed to be stunned by his own question, so he said, "Teacher, then I will live here today." He thought that since he was his mother, he didn't have to worry about it, and as for the suspicion in his heart, seeing the beautiful woman in front of him, he had no emotion for a while, so he was willing to stay here.

Feng Xian'er turned her back and said, "Then you go to take a bath first, haven't you taken a bath for a long time? Long Tianxiang listened, Teacher Feng's tone was the same as usual, but he couldn't see the two lines of tears that finally flowed from Feng Xian'er's snowy cheeks.