Ling Zhan was full of thoughts, and according to the memory in his mind, he returned to his residence.

Along the way, Ling Zhan found himself being ignored.

The people of the Ling family passed by him, even if it was just a subordinate, and he didn't look at him more, as if he didn't exist at all.

The firewood house is in the corner of the Ling Mansion, next to the thatched house. There was a foul smell in the air.

Ling Zhan frowned, but didn't say anything. In his previous life, Ling Zhan fought with the Zerg, what kind of environment had he never experienced? Even on the battlefield full of dead people, Ling Zhan could eat and sleep well! Not to mention this kind of place.

Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door of the firewood room, a stream of rotten dust mixed with the sour smell spewed out.

Caught off guard, Ling Zhan coughed again and again with the dust in the sky.

It took a long time for Ling Zhan to recover from his recovery.

Ling Zhan shook his head and walked into the firewood room.

It is said to be a firewood house, but in fact, it is just a few wooden boards built up at random. As long as it doesn't collapse, there's nothing wrong with it.

Stripped bare!

Looking at the environment in the firewood room, such an idiom flashed in Ling Zhan's mind.

The size of the firewood room was not small, but it was empty except for a bed made of hay, and the whole firewood room was extremely empty.

All around are horizontal and vertical wooden boards, and the cool breeze blows through the gaps between the wooden boards, making people feel cold all over the body, and the cold penetrates into the bone marrow.

Ling Zhan showed a helpless wry smile and said, "This is really cold in winter and cool in summer, good guy, even the air conditioner is saved!"

At that moment, there was a crackling knock on the door, and the dust on the beams of the house fell like rain.

The knock on the door was very strong, and Ling Zhan was even worried that this crumbling firewood house would not be knocked down.

Ling Zhan pushed open the door, and outside was a descendant of the Ling family.

Seeing this subordinate, Ling Zhan frowned.

This subordinate is not very tall, his face is full of pockmarks, he has a swaggering posture, his neck is raised high, he is almost looking at Ling Zhan with his nostrils, and his expression is disgusting!

This subordinate Ling Zhan knows a small leader in the kitchen, and he delivers his daily meals.

Wang Mazi smiled, as usual, put the food box in his hand behind him, and said mockingly: "Little waste, it's time to eat." But before you eat, don't forget the rules!"

Ling Zhan pretended to be confused and said, "What rules?"

Wang Mazi glanced at the corner of his mouth, showed a mocking smile, and said: "It's worthy of being a waste, even forgetfulness is so big! Remember, you have to call me uncle to have food, understand?"

Ling Zhan showed a harmless smile and said, "Got it." ”

Ling Zhan knew that this Wang Mazi was just a one-star martial artist, and his strength was only a little stronger than that of ordinary people. However, for Ling Zhan, who is proficient in martial arts, it is still a little worse.

Wang Mazi said arrogantly: "Since you know, why don't you hurry up and call?"

Ling Zhan took a step forward, still with that warm smile on his face.

Suddenly, Ling Zhan scolded, "Call you uncle!" At the same time, his head slammed down, right on the bridge of Wang Mazi's nose!

The bridge of the nose is the most abundant place in the human body, and it is also the most vulnerable place. As soon as Ling Zhan made a move, he was ruthless!

Wang Mazi didn't expect that Ling Zhan, who had always been cowardly, would suddenly make a move, and was caught off guard and was directly smashed on the bridge of his nose by Ling Zhan's mallet.

Suddenly, Wang Mazi only felt dizzy in his head, and a Venus trembled in front of him, almost instantly, snot, tears, Wang Mazi shouted: "How do you beat people?"

Ling Zhan showed a cruel smile on his face and said, "It's you who fights! If you want to be Lao Tzu's uncle, then Lao Tzu will let you see what a fist the size of a sandbag is." ”

After speaking, Ling Zhan grabbed Wang Mazi's hair, clenched his fists, and smashed it towards the bridge of his nose.

Wang Mazi screamed in pain.

Ling Zhan scolded: "I can't stand it, I will go to the battlefield in the future, and I will also be a deserter!

One punch!

Two punches!

Three punches!

It can be described as a fist to the flesh, and the fist is bloody!

In just a few punches, the bridge of Wang Mazi's nose was discounted, and the nosebleed soared.

Because of the hair being grabbed and the pain coming from the bridge of his nose, Wang Mazi wanted to resist, but he couldn't raise his strength!

With a little force, he grabbed Wang Mazi's hair and dragged him in front of him.

Ling Zhan showed the harmless smile of the human and animal again, and said, "Steward Wang, do you want me to call you uncle?"

When Wang Mazi saw Ling Zhan's smile, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and said again and again: "No need, no need." ”

Ling Zhan smiled: "That's good." However, Wang Mazi, I advise you not to retaliate against me! Otherwise, we will simply make a big deal about this matter, and I will just lose some face at that time, anyway, I have lost a lot of face over the years, and I don't care about a little more! But, Wang Mazi, don't forget a little! No matter how wasteful I am, my surname is Ling, and my grandfather is still the elder of the Ling family! When the time comes, you can try to see if the Ling family will punish me Ling Zhan for the sake of you!"

After listening to Ling Zhan's words, Wang Mazi's body trembled! Ling Zhan was right, just now he was thinking about how to retaliate against Ling Zhan in the future.

After saying this, Ling Zhan let go of Wang Mazi's hair and walked to the food box behind him.

Wang Mazi only felt that his body was weak, and he was paralyzed on the ground like a noodle.

Ling Zhan opened the food box and found that there were only two steamed buns inside. There were still a few green spots on the steamed buns, and a rancid smell came out of it.

Ling Zhan frowned, walked to Wang Mazi's side with a steamed bun, and said with a smile: "You just give me this food?"

Wang Mazi was already very afraid of Ling Zhan at this time, and when he saw the smile on Ling Zhan's face, he was so frightened that he kowtowed again and again: "The villain knows his mistake! Here, Wang Mazi didn't want to stay for a minute.

Throwing the steamed bun in his hand aside, Ling Zhan smiled and said, "Look! Isn't this a very simple thing? If you are hard, he will be soft, and if you are strong, he will be weak, very straightforward!"

However, Ling Zhan understands that this is a world where martial arts are respected, and if there is no strength, with a tough character alone, he will only die faster!

Strength! I still have to rely on strength to speak!

At the end of the day, it still depends on whose fist is hard!

A confident smile appeared on Ling Zhan's face, and he said softly: "No matter what, I, Ling Zhan, am also a lieutenant colonel of the dignified Federation Army, a genius-like figure! I, Ling Zhan, have a full set of inheritance of the "Practicing Divine Technique", even if I can't cultivate the Divine Dao, I can also cultivate the Divine Dao, and when the time comes, there are many secret methods to help me, and it may not be much worse than the Martial Dao! What's more, I really can't cultivate the Martial Dao? Not necessarily!"

It didn't take long for another guy to bring the food again, but it wasn't Wang Mazi himself.

This little guy is very respectful to Ling Zhan, obviously Wang Mazi has already given orders.

Ling Zhan took the food box to the firewood room, opened the food box, and his eyes lit up.

A roast chicken, a crystal elbow, a fried fish, two large bowls of white rice, and a jar of good unopened wine.

Ling Zhan was tossed for nearly a whole day, and his stomach was already hungry like a drum.

Ling Zhan couldn't care about anything else, so he grabbed his elbow directly and gnawed it down.

The soft shredded meat slowly melted away in his mouth, and the fragrant gravy filled Ling Zhan's taste buds, and Ling Zhan couldn't help but shout: "Fragrant!"

Gobbling up, the wind and clouds.

It didn't take long for the food box to be a mess, whether it was roast chicken, elbows or fried fish, they had all been gnawed extremely clean, not a single shredded meat was left, and at the same time, two large bowls of rice also entered Ling Zhan's stomach.

After taking a few sips of wine that wasn't too spicy, Ling Zhan exhaled a long breath and said, "It's finally full!"

After he was full of wine and food, Ling Zhan put the food box aside, and someone would come to clean it up after a while anyway.

Ling Zhan moved a little in the firewood room, and then played a set of Five Elements Fist according to the routine in his memory.

This is the basic boxing method that the children of the Ling family must learn, even if Ling Zhan can't cultivate, he has learned this boxing method.

A set of boxing techniques, Ling Zhan fights the tiger and the tiger. Soon, Ling Zhan's forehead was sweating, and his breathing became short.

Ling Zhan sighed and said secretly: The body can't cultivate, it's really weak, the strength is not enough, and he can't even beat a set of basic boxing techniques.

Ling Zhan secretly breathed a few times, calming down his somewhat rapid breathing.

Ling Zhan muttered to himself: "The top priority is to cultivate the Divine Technique first! as long as the cultivation is successful at the first level, then everything is possible." ”

Ling Zhan sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.

The finger made a vase mark and stamped it on the chest.

Ling Zhan visualized in his mind according to the operation of the "Practicing Divine Technique".

In just a moment, a deep universe appeared in Ling Zhan's mind, dotted with countless stars, and these stars were slowly moving according to a certain trajectory.

Suddenly, Ling Zhan's body shook, he opened his eyes suddenly, Ling Zhan had a surprised expression on his face, and said, "Is this visualization successful? Could it be that this little guy named Ling Zhan is still a peerless genius who cultivates the Divine Dao?"

You must know that in his previous life, Ling Zhan had only succeeded in contemplating it after three months of hard cultivation, and at that time, Ling Zhan had already been called a genius by countless people!

Suddenly, Ling Zhan realized a problem. I succeeded in completing the visualization within an hour, could it be that this little guy was born with a different mental power than ordinary people?

Ling Zhan closed his eyes again, and his fingers quickly pinched out one hand after another, and the tricks were extremely complicated, like flowers.

When Ling Zhan opened his eyes again, an expression of ecstasy appeared on his face. Ling Zhan laughed arrogantly and said: "I really didn't expect that this little guy turned out to be a natural spiritual ability! At only fourteen years old, he has already reached the strength of a three-star spiritual ability, which is a perfect match for the "Practicing Divine Technique"! Lao Tzu has made a fortune this time. ”

It can be said that every innate psychic person is a genius among geniuses.

Just when Ling Zhan was in ecstasy, the door of the firewood room was slammed open again by brute force.

Ling Zhan frowned, and said secretly: Why are there so many people who don't open their eyes?

However, after seeing the people coming, Ling Zhan couldn't get angry anymore.

Rushing into the firewood room was a little girl, a little thin, looking like a matchstick!

Ling Zhan smiled slightly and said, "Girl, what's wrong, so reckless?"

The little girl's voice was hurried, with a crying tone in her voice, and said, "Young Master Ling Zhan, go and take a look, Miss is going to commit suicide!"