A sentence to me made Zhao Yong suddenly stunned, he finally realized who he was talking to now, this is his father, his father would talk to him, is this true?

I didn't have time to think about it, my father's mouth had already begun to move, this father was really incompetent, he hadn't cared about it once since he was a child, and now he finally taught his son a set of mental methods and was so careless, and it seemed that he only taught it once, but Zhao Yong didn't care about these at all, his parents had the same status in his eyes, and he just had his heart stuck in that piece, and he didn't mean to ignore his father.

"That ring teaches you the lore style, it will have a backlash against the soul, the heart purification spell can help you relieve stress when you can't fight it, that's all I can help you, sleep. ”

It's just past unitary time, and it's not the time to go to bed, but for Zhao Yong and his father, every day except for meal time is the time to sleep, he has been sleeping for more than ten years, and it is difficult to change this habit.

Zhao Yong thought about it when his father didn't teach him much, but now he didn't dare to think so at all, the lore style was just a combat skill that was guided by a ring to cast him, and although the Qingxin Mantra seemed quite simple, he still knew the value of this kind of thing when he was brilliant, but he was just casually said by his father, and he had never believed that his parents were just waste people who were chased and fled back, but he never really knew. Will a person who can pin his combat skills on a dead thing be a wasted person? How can a person who can casually pull out such a mental method be a wasted person?

I thought that only my mother was a mystery, and now this seemingly crippled father lying on the bed also seems to be a mystery, all these years have also surfaced in his mind, people who have not gotten out of bed for more than ten years still maintain their physical strength, and their bodies are not weak at all, and they have not been sick once, even if they have a small illness such as a cold and fever, they have never happened, all this is too abnormal.

At the time of unitary, the sun even hangs in the sky, although it is about to set, it is only the time for the peasants to go home, and it is far from the time when they should go to sleep.

"Daddy and Mom ......" Martial cultivators want to keep themselves sleepy, they have a clear schedule and rest time, and they generally don't change because of anything, but now Zhao Yong feels tired, and it seems that he may fall down at any time, is he tired? Obviously, it's not like this, it's just that today I always feel that something is not quite right, and I want to sleep.

Thump!

He moved towards his bed step by step, but he did not insist on reaching his bedside, what a peaceful sleeping position, although he was not in bed, he had long been accustomed to this, he would never bring any of his thoughts to sleep, he had to ensure the quality of his sleep.

Zhao Yong's visual blind spot is in front of his father, and his father, who has always slept with open characters, has his back to him today, and he keeps muttering something in his mouth, but this kind of note makes people unable to gap, and there is no sound.

"You still have to join this group, even if Xia Dantian is different from ordinary people, you still find the path left for you by your mother, how good it is to be an ordinary person for a lifetime, but since you have chosen this path yourself, then I will not stop it, and this will help you once in the end." ”

He stood up from the bed, his clothes were wide open, and the solid eight-point flesh of his abdomen was exposed, which was like a person who had not gotten out of bed for more than ten years, and it was clear that a warrior who worked out every day could not beat him.

Qi is invisible and powerful, this is an existence that people can never fully recognize, but Zhao Yong and his father obviously have a lot of research on this, the invisible qi in his hands is the most obedient obedient boy, ring in his hands, slowly completely punching the power into Zhao Yong's body, his body suddenly felt a little cramped, but the smile on his face was still the same, as if he didn't feel it at all.

Qi flowed within Zhao Yong's body, and it also worked around his body, constantly moving from his limbs and bones, his body had already been nourished by the temperature, but it was still absorbing at this time.

Only by careful observation can it be seen that this qi is qualitatively different from the qi he gathered directly from the outside world, Zhao Yong's body has long been transformed by qi, everything is natural, even Zhao Yong's face has never had the slightest discomfort.

"Goodbye, kid. ”

Zhao Yong smashed his mouth, as if he was tasting something delicious......

Zhao Yong was woken up by a pleasant knock on the door, there were almost no visitors to his home, and he only felt that he was not a neighbor visitor when he was sleeping, until the sound lasted for a long time before he suddenly woke up, his home was lonely in front of the back mountain, there was no neighbor at all, this visitor was his family.

When he woke up suddenly, he suddenly realized that the sun had now sunburst into the house, at least for an hour.

Oh no! Breakfast wasn't ready yet! How could he have overslept, and he seemed to have fallen asleep early last night, and he should have slept on the floor as far as he can remember......

Zhao Yong suddenly turned his head to see that the family was very small, but two wooden beds, a few stools, a table and a stove, which were all newly made in his glorious half a year. Daddy isn't in bed!

Zhao Yong suddenly panicked, where would the father who had not been out of this house for more than ten years go? Zhao Yong had no idea at all, this was beyond his thinking, could it be that the father was outside? Impossible, would he go out? Zhao Yong had never thought about this question, who was outside, since his glory half a year had passed, there were people who smashed the door, but there was no one who knocked on the door so softly, and his three remaining friends also pushed the door directly, who could it be?

The knock on the door continued, and it was very patient. With a slight uneasiness, Zhao Yong went to open the door, and was greeted by a warm face, this person ...... It seems familiar, but I can't remember who it is. There were quite a few people standing behind him with a smile on his face, and his three friends followed their adults to secretly give him a thumbs up on the periphery.

What kind of situation is this, why are all these people here? The people who come also include people like Zhao Pengzhen who often stumble on him, but these people's faces are as ugly as dead mothers, and their eyes are evasive, and they don't want to be seen by Zhao Yong.

"Zhao He is here now, congratulations on becoming our warrior again!"

Zhao He? Let's just say that this person is so familiar, two years ago, this guy also came to his house to grieve and announce that he had left the family's public office, and now his expression changed so that he couldn't recognize it.

The slightest dripping dripping drowsiness suddenly disappeared at this moment, and he became a warrior again, which means that he could practice with Zhao Danyang and the three of them? But what's going on?

Seeing that the other party didn't have the slightest intention of inviting him in, Zhao He was not embarrassed here, he casually said sorry and left quickly, he was not the kind of slut who stretched out his face to let others beat, and then most people just casually said congratulations, and almost left in the set, and it was the housekeeper who accompanied Zhao Danyang, and he was familiar with him, so he was invited into the house.

Zhao Pengzhen was pulled by his steward and walked in cheekily, not caring at all about the eyes of several people looking at him, but Zhao Pengzhen's face was so bad that he didn't even know where to put his hand.

"There are few stools at home, and I hope Uncle Cheng will forgive me. ”

"Of course, the old slave is just a slave, just stand, this time I came to make amends for my son's sins, yesterday's incident was a while, and I hope that my son will not be surprised. ”

This Uncle Cheng's low profile made Zhao have lost a lot of courage, but he didn't care.

"Hey, Brother Yong, tell me, how did you gather your qi to become a pill last night, the abolished dantian is not so easy to overcome, I'm curious. Dankui's little mouth didn't know how to write the word "shield", and they just laughed.

However, this sentence reminded Zhao Yong, he immediately checked his body, and then he knew what the purpose of these people was coming, he was already talented, once he had the ability to become a Dan, then he was still the most potential young man in the clan, and it would be wrong not to congratulate him.

Expecting Zhao Yong to say what kind of trip they heard Zhao Yong say helplessly, "I don't know what the specific reason is, I just slept for a while, and that's how it was after waking up." ”