Suddenly, a familiar scent of lavender came, and Yang Xiaotian raised his head. Seeing that Feng Yu had come to his seat, he was looking at him with a smile, "My Xiaotian brother, you are too powerful! You can also recite such a long article in one breath, better than my old man." ”

Yang Xiaotian smiled and said, "Sister, you are only fourteen years old, and you are in your prime, beautiful and moving. Why don't you talk about it!"

"It's still your kid's sweet mouth. Feng Yu smiled even more, his eyes flashed with light, and he threw himself on Yang Xiaotian's back and pinched his face with his hand.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaotian felt a powerful electric current coming from his back and transmitting to his brain, and he felt a feeling of lack of oxygen, only to see that his face changed abruptly, and his eyes were a little trance. The soft lump of flesh was not yet fully developed, but it was still firm and ready to pop out.

Feng Yu also sensed Yang Xiaotian's strangeness, hurriedly straightened up, and slapped his head fiercely with his hand. "Little rascal!"

This shot directly interrupted Yang Xiaotian's evil thoughts, and he thought, this is the reaction of normal men, okay! Besides, you pounced on it yourself, but you still had a smile on your face to relieve the embarrassment.

"Let's go! Let's go to lunch together!" Feng Yu knew that the eldest brother Feng Lin was used to being domineering at home, relying on the fact that he was the eldest grandson, and his martial soul was talented, either bullying this or beating that, these younger brothers and sisters were even more complicit with him, and often took Yang Xiaotian, who had no martial soul, out of anger, how could he give up after suffering such a big humiliation today, and he would definitely find an opportunity to deal with Xiaotian, so she wanted to invite Yang Xiaotian to go to the canteen together.

Yang Xiaotian knew Feng Yu's kindness, but he hadn't finished marking it yet, and besides, he was used to Feng Lin's cynicism, bullying and teasing, and he couldn't escape the fifteenth year of junior high school. He looked at Sister Feng Yu, his eyes were full of gratitude, "Sister, I'm fine, you go first! I still need a while to finish it." ”

"Are you sure!" Feng Yu's face was full of confusion, unable to believe it.

Yang Xiaotian nodded heavily, then shrugged his shoulders at her with a smile, then lowered his head and continued his marking, ignoring Feng Yu no longer.

Feng Yu saw that he was so confident, so he had to give up and go to the dining hall alone.

After a long time, Yang Xiaotian finally finished marking, raised his head, stood up, stretched his waist, packed up his books and walked towards the dining hall.

In the afternoon, it is the annual martial soul awakening ceremony, I used to hear my mother say that normal people can awaken martial souls at the age of eight and inspire soul power, so everyone thinks that the sooner they awaken martial souls, the better, because they can sense soul power earlier, but it is actually wrong.

Awakening the martial soul and inspiring the soul power, mainly relying on the Jingmen in the abdomen of the human body, of course, the person who cannot awaken the martial soul is because he does not have the Jingmen in his body, and when he was eight years old, the Jingmen has just been formed, and the cavity inside has not been fully expanded.

Therefore, when he was very young, he was sealed by his father in Beijing, and every afternoon when other brothers and sisters who had awakened the martial soul practiced the martial soul, he went to the back mountain to run, climb trees, and swim, in order to use pure strength to temper the body, so that all parts of the body could develop healthily and normally.

Only after the age of twelve, the Jingmen will reach the best state, at this time the awakening of the martial soul has the best effect, at this time the Beijing Gate that was sealed by himself will also be automatically opened, and I don't know if I can awaken the martial soul today and condense the soul power, Yang Xiaotian thought with apprehension.

"Rubbish!" around the corner of the hallway, a voice of defiance was heard.

Yang Xiaotian turned his head and saw Feng Lin and his group staring at him under the tree, Feng Lin looked at Yang Xiaotian sinisterly, and their eyes collided in the air.

Yang Xiaotian has long been immune to the word waste, because he has not been able to awaken the martial soul in the past few years, and there is a waste at home and outside, he was not annoyed, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain, and continued to walk forward along the corridor.

Feng Lin saw that he didn't react, a strange smile flashed on his face, according to his temper, if he didn't beat him half to death today, it would be difficult to get out of the evil breath in his heart. "Brothers, whose father abandoned his wife and children!"

"Rubbish!" the others scoffed in unison.

"Shut up!" this is Yang Xiaotian's reverse scale, others say that he doesn't matter anything, but he will never allow anyone to insult his parents.

Feng Lin saw that Yang Xiaotian was emotional, and said even more unscrupulously: "Then why didn't your father come back for eight years after he left, and poor my aunt didn't see him until she died!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Yang Xiaotian almost roared, his eyes were covered with anger, and he saw him rushing towards Feng Lin, and with the help of the power of running, he flew up with a kick.

Feng Lin was already ready, what he wanted was for Yang Xiaotian to take the initiative, so that he could make a heavy hand without having to bear the consequences, not to mention that he was the most potential teenager in the family, and the elders would not do anything to him.