She threw herself into the arms of the man in white, hugged his neck hard, and whispered to him: "Brother Shadow, is it really you?" She buried her face in his arms and sobbed softly.

The hand of the man in white hung a few inches behind her, and after a while, it finally slowly fell on her back, and after a while, there was a gentle cough behind her, Nan Ruo was startled, raised a pretty face with pear blossoms and rain, looked at the two heroic men standing in front of him, an old man and a young man, his face was red, and he said softly: "Brother Ying, how did you come here?" Who are they? ”

Feng Tianying asked her to sit beside her, and said to the two men in front of her, "Uncle Yang, Yang Yi, this is the person I am talking about." ”

Yang Zhengyuan reached into his arms, handed the silver spear to Feng Tianying's hand, and then stood aside respectfully.

When Nan Ruo saw that his baby was actually here, he looked at him suspiciously, but he had no reason to be angry in his heart, so he just looked at him with affection.

After Feng Tianying invited the two of them to take a seat, he handed the silver spear to Nan Ruo's hand and said, "My Uncle Yang and my friends want to see the power of this artifact, so I bother you to try to show them." ”

Nan Ruo saw that Feng Tianying spoke so politely, she was slightly curious, she reached out to take the laser gun, stood up, walked to the empty school field outside the pavilion, and saw an arrow target not far ahead, she pointed to the arrow target, turned around and asked with a smile: "Brother Ying, do you want to fight that?" ”

Feng Tianying smiled and nodded, but Nan Ruo shook his head and said, "That arrow target is too thin, if you want to see its power, you can get more obstacles." ”

Feng Tianying glanced at Yang Yi who was sitting on the side, Yang Yi walked out of the school field, and after a while, he moved two thick pieces of wood and put them in front of the arrow target, Nan Ruo reluctantly nodded, raised the laser gun, and pressed it lightly on the other side, a beam of white light flew out, the three of them didn't have time to see it in a hurry, the white light had disappeared, Feng Tianying and Yang Zhengyuan hurriedly ran over to check, the three of them looked at it, and saw that the two thick pieces of wood had a transparent hole the size of a thumb, and the arrow target behind the wood also had a hole of this size.

The three of them glanced at each other, and a look of horror appeared in their eyes.

Nan Ruo ran over, grabbed Feng Tianying's arm, and said, "Uncle Yang, Brother Yang, this is just a pediatric, and it has even more power." ”

Nanruo saw that they had an extraordinary relationship with Feng Tianying, so he greeted them affectionately, and when he saw that they were extremely interested in his laser gun, he deliberately said it.

Yang Yi said in surprise: "Is there anything more powerful?" Sister, show us quickly. ”

Nan Ruo smiled slightly, looked left and right, and saw a few big knives stuck in both sides, so he walked over and said, "Brother Ying, can you try this?" ”

Feng Tianying nodded, "Let's try." ”

Nan Ruo pressed it again, and there was a transparent hole on the hard blade, Nan Ruo turned around, held down the button, and drew a few strokes on the earthen wall in front of him, Nan Ruo pointed to the earthen wall, and said, "Uncle Yang, Brother Yang, you go and push it." ”

Yang Zhengyuan and Yang Yi glanced at each other, the two walked over, pushed hard, and they were out of a fan-shaped hole, it turned out that Nan Ruofang had just drawn a circle, two horizontal and vertical strokes in the middle, and cut the round wall into four pieces like cutting watermelons, and the Yang father and son pushed it, and the fan-shaped earthen wall was pushed out.

Feng Tianying walked over in a few steps, clapped his hands and praised: "It's really amazing." He glanced at Yang Zhengyuan, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

Yang Zhengyuan took a step forward and said, "But the old man has a question, does this silver spear recognize the owner like a horse?" Why is it not at all in our hands? ”