Hua Niu sneered and took the knife very happily, but she didn't expect it to be heavier than usual, and she almost got out of her hand.

"You be careful, I'll go back and give you the flower pork, the back leg. It was rare for the flower girl to take the initiative to say something to eat, and Feng Luo suddenly blossomed and forgot the enemy in front of her.

"Bang!" Before Feng Luo could fully turn around, he received a heavy blow to his chest, which was immediately defused with a pulse.

"Death to Lao Tzu!" the mountain eagle made a successful move and roared and pounced on it. He has been eating animal meat and drinking animal milk since he was a child, and his body is far stronger than that of other children.

"Despicable, how can you sneak attack?" said Hua Niu angrily, and wanted to draw her knife to help.

"Get out of the way, I'm fine!" Feng Luo's thin body was hit hard and stepped back, not forgetting to tell Hua Niu. The first setback did not make him scramble. With the help of retreat, he dodged the follow-up onslaught of the mountain eagle.

After retreating more than ten steps, Feng Luo stood firm, withdrew from the encirclement, and avoided a sneak attack by several other people.

The mountain eagle is powerful and heavy, and the shot is fast. On the other hand, Feng Luo is the opposite, nimble and dodge heavy blows. Occasionally, Feng Luo also avoided his fists and took the opportunity to hit the opponent's stomach and buttocks.

When he couldn't resist it, he retreated to the side of the book, pulled over the branches, and pricked them with iron pine needles. The mountain eagle monster who has suffered losses again and again is called again and again, and the situation is superior, but it can't really win. If you're not careful, you might lose.

Good friends cheered on, girls were watching, and Shanying was even more anxious. "Huh!" he threw a punch with all his might, but it hit the trunk of the tree, and tears almost came out of his eyes.

The mountain eagle's eyes flashed with cold light, and he turned around and kicked out. The hand reached into his bosom and waved it.

Feng Luo dodged with the help of the iron pine tree, and suddenly saw the opponent turn around, and felt bad in his heart. I didn't even think about it, so I jumped back immediately. Knocked down on the grass and trees, and cut several holes.

His vigilance saved his life, and a cold light streaked in front of him. If you take one less step back, the tip of the knife will be cut around the neck.

"Stop, how can this be?" Hua Niu was so anxious that she rushed up.

"Don't let her come!" Shan Ying instructed his companion to catch Hua Niu, "The man's business, the woman will go." See clearly, this is not a coming-of-age ceremony!"

How could others not know his plans? The two of them, one left and one right, grabbed Hua Niu's arm. Feng Luo could only despise it in his heart: Aren't you just afraid that I will get the knife?

The mountain eagle smirked, he didn't believe it, although it was just a hunting knife made of ordinary pig iron, it was more than enough to deal with this hateful boy.

"Mountain eagle, I will pluck your hair and stuff you into the giant ant's nest. Feng Luo smiled coldly, speaking calmly, the corners of his mouth slightly curled. Shanying couldn't help but shiver, and a certain part of his body began to itch.

Feng Luo dodged the knife and said, "Don't forget last month, who shrunk into a ball like a timid hard-haired monkey and hid in a tree until dark! If you hide again, even if you cut down Tie Song, I will pull you down!"

The eagle's swollen face had not subsided, and it was now swollen and red. The knife in his hand was very impatient. If he doesn't knock Feng Luo down, he will always have a pimple in his heart.

Feng Luo kept using his words to provoke the mountain eagle and make him lose his square inch. Shanying also wanted to scold back, but the scene in the morning made him dare not speak. Feng Luo, who is crazy, is really crazy!

The mountain eagle couldn't get it for a long time, so he seized the opportunity and cut it down with all his might. Feng Luo leaned back in order to dodge. He seemed to have tripped over a stone and fell straight down.

Overjoyed, the mountain eagle flew up and kicked it. Feng Luo smiled weirdly, and when the mountain eagle found out, his calf was hugged tightly.

As Feng Luo fell backwards, he pulled the mountain eagle's right leg and stretched it forward. And his left foot was held against Feng Luo's foot and could not move. So, the mountain eagle's legs were pulled into a line and he sat on the ground in the shape of a split!

"Ah......" The cry sounded at the edge of the village, startling the birds returning home.

Feng Luo rolled over and kicked the mountain eagle's knife away. Then he took the knife from Hua Niu's hand and said, "If it weren't for the sake of our village, this pig's head would have been cut off for you!"

The onlookers were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak, Feng Luo had made Shanying suffer many times before, but they had set traps in advance. Today is the second head-to-head victory, lacking in strength but far superior in skill.

"Stop, what are you doing here?" the old and majestic voice sounded, startling everyone present.

The village chief appeared with a slightly stiff figure and walked among several people: "It's dark, go back and sleep well, take care of your strength, and you will enter the mountain in two days." ”

The mountain eagle couldn't stand up, and the village leaned over to check it, frowning. It hurts the muscles and bones, and it is difficult to adjust in a short time. Pull the eagle up, twist the bones back, and ask the two children to support them from side to side.

"You shouldn't have done it so hard. The village chief said to Feng Luo.

"Yes, Grandpa the Village Chief. But if I don't do it hard, the person who can't stand up will be replaced by me. Feng Luo obediently lowered his head, but the corners of his mouth were clearly unconvinced.

The village chief wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, so he could only sigh and say, "Go back." As an outsider, Feng Luo was bullied since he was a child, and almost lost his qualifications for cultivation and coming-of-age ceremonies. It was only at the insistence of his village chief that he was treated fairly.

Soon after returning home, Shanying's father came to the door to theorize. The son was beaten, and it didn't matter if he didn't hurt his muscles and bones. But now that he has strained his leg, he can't sit still.

Facing the tall and sturdy hunter, Feng Luo's mother trembled and protected her son behind her. Then he kept bowing his head and apologizing, no matter how ugly the other party scolded, he accepted it all.

Feng Luo saw his mother's increasingly thin body in the back, and her thin clothes couldn't cover the bulging bones on her shoulders. The mother was so thin and frightened that she still did not retreat in the face of the hunter.

His eyes were moist, and the mother would rather be hurt herself than be beaten by her son. Just as Feng Luo can endure any ** beating and scolding, but he can't let others scold his mother!

At this time, Feng Luo held back. Because he knows that a momentary impulse will hurt his mother even more!

However, he wrote down everything that his mother endured, and one day he will make amends to his mother!

In the end, Shanying's father left, taking away the only two catties of third-order crystal beast meat left in the family. That was saved by my mother, and I planned to stew it for the next two days to replenish Fengluo's body.

"Mom, it's okay, I'm very strong. When I go to the mountains in two days, I will bring back more crystal beast meat, third-order and fourth-order ones, there will be them!" Feng Luo wiped away the tears from his mother's face and forced a smile to comfort.

The mother sighed and fell asleep, and Feng Luo lay on the wooden board to run the pulse. After completing the cultivation goal he had set, Feng Luo stretched his body to rest. The hand was pressed on a protrusion on the chest, and there were two faint words there: wind and luo.

According to his mother, when he was picked up, there was a pitch-black stone that was attached to his flesh and skin. Two words were engraved on it, simply as his name. As it grows, the stone gradually embeds itself into the flesh, softens and becomes almost integrated with the body, making only the handwriting recognizable.

What does it mean to be windy and lothe?

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