The morning in the northern city of Los Angeles fades away from the hustle and bustle of the night, revealing a brilliant light at sunrise.

Beichenfeng was sleepy-eyed, and his consciousness had not fully recovered, but he had already felt pain in his elbow in his left arm. When I opened my eyes, the sun was shining and everything was brand new.

He stood up and set the blanket aside in his hand.

He looked at the dragon beard under him, and saw that the dragon beard looked more energetic than yesterday. The emerald green exterior leaves and straight stalks make people feel that it is no longer a soulless thing, but more like a creature with a mind.

Beichen Feng slowly squatted down, held the shovel firmly with his right hand, and slowly pushed the shovel down, and then warped. The dragon beard grass rose up with a large piece of soil, and Beichen Feng gently pinched the stalk and lifted it up.

Shocked! In a small patch of soil, the roots are so staggered and unusually developed! It is hard to imagine that the roots of this small plant should extend like this.

Beichen Feng was naturally overjoyed, shook off the soil of the roots, and gently put the dragon beard grass into the back basket. After doing all this, he felt pain in his left arm.

Walk straight along the path and you'll enter the northern city of Los Angeles. Beichen Feng carried the basket on his back and walked through the city gate, which actually caused a commotion.

The two ordinary soldiers guarding the gate at the city gate exchanged their heads and looked at Beichen Feng with contempt.

"Hey, look at that scrap material, I saw him go out of the city yesterday, and he only came back today, and why is his clothes torn like a flower child?"

The other soldier did not hide it, and said with a smile:

"Waste materials are waste materials, and their behavior is always different from ordinary people. I think he's probably because he can't practice martial arts, and his brain is about to fall out!"

"Hahahaha. The two of them laughed unabashedly, but the laughter hit Beichenfeng's heart one by one. Beichen Feng has already seen through everything, since he was a child, didn't everyone laugh at him like this, he was already used to it.

In fact, the current Beichen Feng looks a little like a flower child: the clothes are dirty, there is mud on the face, and he is carrying a back basket, which is no different from a beggar called Hanako.

The new town of Los Angeles North City can be said to be the most prosperous area in the entire Los Angeles North City, but now there is a North Star wind, which just looks out of place.

There was still a tearing pain in his left arm, but Beichen Feng was not the kind of person who couldn't stand it, gritted his teeth and persevered.

The streets are crowded with people, so it's not lively. The new town is prosperous because of its large population and thriving business.

"Look, isn't that our 'Young City Lord', why is this virtue now?" said a big bearded man on the side of the road, with a sword in his tone, sounding very hurtful.

Who doesn't know that Bei Wenyao, the city lord of Los North City, is a man who stands up to the sky and the earth, and his martial arts practice has long been born and gradually improved. But his son Beichen Feng is a waste material who can't practice martial arts, which has long been spread all over the streets and alleys in Los Beicheng, and people regret it, naturally respecting Bei Wenyao, but for his son, the vision is different.

Beichen Feng didn't say much, he had endured it for so many years, who would care about this little insult? It was not that he had not experienced more hurtful words than this, and now this kind of emotion really can't control his emotions.

Dahan seemed to be endless, and continued: "Young City Lord, where have you been, why do you look like a flower child?"

Beichen Feng replied with a smile: "I went to the city yesterday to collect medicine, and yesterday I saw a good medicinal herb, so I have been guarding outside the city, and I only dug it out this morning." ”

"Oh, that's really hard for you!I heard that there have been frequent wild beasts outside the city recently, and you don't know how to defend yourself, be careful of being attacked by wild beasts!"

Beichen Feng's cultivation is okay, his face does not change, and he answers: "Where, I haven't seen the beasts outside the city, and it is estimated that there are a lot of hidden beasts in the city!" Beichen Feng said with a smile, but his eyes were always on the big man's body.

Needless to say, you said that there were fierce beasts outside the city, and I said that I didn't see them, didn't I just slap you in the face and say that you were talking nonsense just now! You said that I should be careful outside the city, but I said that I should be careful inside the city, because there are fierce beasts in the city. Doesn't that mean you're a beast attacking me?

Dahan doesn't know how to answer at all, although Beichen Feng is young, he is by no means a stubble to be messed with, and he is not a child who is not a child. The big man was speechless, causing a burst of ridicule from the surrounding crowd.

"You, you, you" Dahan couldn't hold back a few words for a long time, he could only look at Beichen Feng hatefully, helpless, threw off a stinky face, and left in a gloomy manner.

Beichen Feng didn't stay long, continued to move forward, and walked towards Beicheng Mansion.

If there is a building that can symbolize the entire northern city of Los Angeles, it can only be this city lord's mansion. The official residences of the successive city lords' mansions are luxuriously built, which makes people feel reverie when they are in it. The city lord's mansion is located in the north of the northern city of Los Angeles, which means the extreme north. The Northern Underworld Continent has been considered the northernmost continent since ancient times, and this North City of Los Angeles is a place very close to the border of the Northern Continent on the main road, and this city lord's mansion is in the north of the North City of Los Angeles, so that the royal qi is naturally full. As the old saying goes, being located in the north, condescending, is enough to look at the world!

Beichen Feng stood in front of the gate of the luxurious and magnificent City Lord's Mansion, and looked up at the three big characters gilded on the top of his head: City Lord's Mansion. There was a trace of loneliness in my heart, I used to read these three words often, but today, I looked at it, but I felt extraordinary, an indescribable feeling.

"Whew" Beichen Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, shook his head slightly, and entered through a small side door next to the gate.

Coming in from outside the door, Beichen Feng came to the courtyard in the middle, there was no one else in the courtyard, only a woman, quietly cutting medicinal herbs.

Beichen Feng seemed to see a treasure, rushed forward like the wind, took out the dragon whisker from the back basket, and proudly showed off in front of the woman:

"Mother, look, what did I dig up?" Beichen Feng laughed, and he couldn't stand anymore.

The woman turned her head and was also very happy to hear the voice of the North Star Wind. The woman's name is Nanmen Ji'er, and Beichenfeng calls her mother, so naturally she is Beichenfeng's mother. Nanmen Ji'er looks very young, but in fact she is definitely not very old. When I was very young, I was with Beichen Feng's father, Bei Wenyao, so I am still very young.

The moon looks like a flower, and the two words are perfect to describe Nanmen Ji'er. Nanmen Ji'er gives people the feeling of being like a mother, which makes people let down their guard.

Nanmen Ji'er opened her mouth and said, "Chenfeng, why didn't you come back overnight, and your clothes are still so dirty?" Nanmen Ji'er stepped forward and wiped the dirt on her face for Beichenfeng with her slender jade hands, so she was so compassionate.

"Mother, mother, look, what did I find?" Beichen Feng shook the dragon whisker in his hand, Nanmen Ji'er looked over, and a trace of strangeness immediately flashed in her eyes, and then stammered:

"Chenfeng, you, you actually dug up the dragon's whiskers?" Nanmen Ji'er said tremblingly, as if the whole person didn't want to believe it.

"Mother! That's right, it's the dragon's beard! I found it outside the city last night, and I opened it this morning. ”

"Huh. Nanmen Ji'er sighed and continued: "Dragon whisker, rare in the world, it has not been included in the official medicine book on the mainland, you actually found it! Chen Feng, tell me how you dug it up? Also, this dragon whisker looks like it should be a young plant, the roots are very complicated, it is a young plant!"

Nanmen Ji'er was surprised not for no reason, the best period for the medicinal effect of the dragon whisker should be the juvenile period, that is to say, when the root whisker is the softest, the dragon whisker at that time has a special medicinal effect in restoring spiritual power.

As soon as Beichen Feng wanted to speak, he gasped suddenly, his face changed, and then he covered the joint of his left arm.

Nanmen Ji'er paid attention to this detail, and took Beichenfeng's hand and asked:

"Show my mother, is it hurt?"

Looking at Beichenfeng's left arm again, the elbow was seriously deformed, and at a glance, it could be seen that the joint was misaligned. Nanmen Ji'er's nose was sour, and she said, "This was injured when digging dragon whiskers, right?"

Beichen Fengyun said lightly: "Well, I fell, I didn't care about it at the time, and I actually broke it." ”

"Chenfeng, you're too careless! The dragon beard is important, but my mother is still more worried about you!

Beichen Feng didn't know what to do, so he hurriedly responded: "I know my mother, I will pay attention next time!"

"How many times will you be able to practice martial arts in the first place, you are more likely to be injured than ordinary people, from childhood to adulthood, you have suffered countless injuries! It always makes me scared, I can't let go of my heart all the time, you know?"

Beichen Feng's heart was already occupied by an inexplicable feeling, but now it was triggered by Nanmen Ji'er, it was more like a flood that had leaked the gate, and it couldn't be stopped. Seeing that his mother was about to cry, Beichen Feng immediately promised: "Mother, don't worry, there will be no one in the future, I will take care of myself!" Beichen Feng said to himself silently in his heart, and kept telling himself: I am not a natural waste material, I am not, not at that moment, he feels so helpless, only his mother understands his heart.

"Of course I know you will take care of yourself, but do you know how to care for yourself?" Nanmen Ji'er asked rhetorically, and actually asked Beichen Feng. Beichen Feng was stunned, and said with a smile: "Mother, why not? I'm not a child!"

Nanmen Ji'er didn't seem to listen to Beichenfeng's words, and said to herself: "I'm not a child yet, I'm only thirteen years old, where is not a child?

"Okay, mother, is it still painful?

Nanmen Ji'er glanced at Beichen Feng, her eyes were a little resentful, but she still stretched out her hands, held her elbows, and with a "click", Beichen Feng's dislocation was connected.

Beichen Feng shook his left hand, which seemed particularly relaxed, and said with a smile: "Mother's craftsmanship is so good, it doesn't hurt at all!"

Nanmen Ji'er was angry now, and said a little viciously: "What else do you say! It's all trained for you!"

Beichen Feng smiled bleakly and touched his head, so he was not embarrassed.

"Coo" twice, Nanmen Ji'er seemed to hear something, and said with a smile: "Are you hungry?

A new beginning!