Feng Zhili rushed to him in a few steps and stretched out his hand to hug him, but was stopped by Feng Moxiu.

"Father, third brother..."

"When did you come back?" Feng Moxiu said to him.

"Just now. Feng Zhili was helpless, so he had to patiently briefly say the matter of entering the city at night, and then asked anxiously, "Father, third brother..."

"He's fine. Feng Moxiu interrupted, did not talk deeply, and did not let him contact Feng Zhiping.

"Is this still called okay?" Feng Zhili glared.

Feng Moxiu's eyes widened: "People are not dead, but they are faint, what can happen?"

Feng Zhili was so angry that he didn't even have the usual respect, he pointed at Feng Zhiping, his hands trembled with pain, and he said angrily: "Father, the third brother has been burned like this, and you still say it's okay?

Feng Mo Xiuxin said that you guessed it accurately, your third brother even burned out the bones just now, and said angrily: "It's just a flesh injury, just raise it for two days, don't make a big fuss." ”

"Father!"

Feng Zhili was angry, knowing that his father's bull temper had been committed again, and he couldn't be reasonable, so he took a deep breath to suppress the fire, frowned and said solemnly: "Father, the third brother is young, and he doesn't know martial arts, no matter what mistakes you make, you shouldn't be so heavy, how can he stand it! Not for him, for the sake of your mother, you shouldn't be like this, for more than a year, your mother has been frightened and afraid of the third brother, how much haggard you know best, the third brother finally came back safely, but you... How can you explain it to your mother?"

The "mother" in Feng Zhili's mouth is Sheng Yan, although the two are generally old, but Sheng Yan is married to Feng Moxiu, who is his serious mother-in-law, no matter whether it is embarrassing or not, he can't mess with the title, as the eldest son of the concubine, he has always done a good job at this point. However, Sheng Yan's face was a little tender, and it was okay to call "You'er" to Feng Zhiyou, who was many years younger than him, but he couldn't say the word "Li'er" to Feng Zhili, so he called it "Zhili" or "Boss", and he didn't change his words until now.

Sheng Jian was the only one who could suppress Feng Moxiu, so Feng Zhili moved her out without hesitation.

Sure enough, Feng Moxiu's face darkened, but it was not what he thought, but there was another reason.

Feng Moxiu thought of the swollen bag on his wife's forehead, and then looked at the baby son of "mother and son with the same style", his head was even bigger, and he felt that he could start preparing for the future, and tomorrow next year is likely to be his death day.

Feng Zhili saw that it was effective, and continued to talk eloquently there, quoting scriptures to explain to his father what it means to "respect the old and love the young" and what it means to "father and son filial piety", interspersed with the serious harm of "avoiding illness and avoiding medical treatment", and finally reached out to help Feng Zhiping.

"I'll take my third brother to find Mr. Zhang!"

"Don't move. ”

As soon as the internal force was released, it shook people away, Feng Moxiu wrapped one hand around Feng Zhiping's waist and clamped it under his ribs, and said lightly: "I'll take him, you go back to see your mother, I haven't seen your mother for a long time, I think you have to be tight, rest early after reading it, and I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

"I..."

Feng Zhili wanted to be together, but when he saw his father's eyes, his heart sank, and he took half a step back and bowed his head: "Yes, father." ”

Feng Moxiu nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Watching his father fly away, Feng Zhili's shoulders collapsed and he sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

I have been in the capital a lot over the years, and I haven't felt my father's majesty and domineering for a long time, and today's return is still so terrifying, just a beam of eyes makes him unable to resist at all, and it is no wonder that many people in the capital are still "talking about cultivating color changes", only dare to curse secretly behind their backs, and dare not announce it in front of others.

Feng Zhili didn't leave immediately, he looked around left and right, following the traces of the fight, his brows furrowing more and more.

Although he is not as qualified as his second brother Feng Zhiyou, he is also a congenital person, and from the traces on the scene, he can see how fierce Fang Cai's battle situation is, and there are traces left by Jian Gang everywhere, and it is strange that this is exactly this.

The third brother can't cultivate his internal strength, so it is impossible to release Jian Gang, and only his father can leave such traces.

But the traces of the scene are obviously from the hands of two people, unless there is a third person at the scene, or the father himself beats himself, it is impossible to leave such traces.

However, there was no third person now, first of all, he didn't see it, he only saw his father and third brother, and secondly, along the way he didn't find any evidence that could prove the existence of a third person.

The best proof of this is the footprints.

The soil moistened by the night dew was stepped on and then baked by the high temperature, leaving clear footprints, although the footprints were messy, but they could be roughly identified from the two people, one barefoot and the other wearing shoes, which was exactly the same as Feng Zhiping and Feng Moxiu's dress, unless the third person would fly without touching the ground from beginning to end, it was impossible not to leave a trace.

In addition, after stringing the footprints into steps, it can be clearly seen that the two sides of the fight are Feng Zhiping and Feng Moxiu, and then contact the traces left by Jian Gang according to the pace, you can roughly determine the initiator of some of the traces, and then judge that the traces on the scene are indeed from the hands of the two, and one of them is Feng Zhiping!

"How is that possible?"

Feng Zhili was confused, and couldn't figure out how Feng Zhiping could use Jian Gang.

Don't... Healed?

Feng Zhili's spirits perked up, and he raised his eyebrows and shook his head.

Even if Feng Zhiping recovered, it would only take more than a year to complete the cultivation time, and the traces on the scene were by no means something that a beginner martial artist could leave, judging from his experience, the one who could leave this kind of trace was at least the late stage of the Huayuan period, how could Feng Zhiping go from zero cultivation to the late stage of the Huayuan period in just one year?

Even if he's a youkai, it's impossible!

Feng Zhili fell into deep thought, and slowly walked down the mountain with his hands behind his back.

Feng Moxiu also fell into deep thought, and with a strong suspicion, his gaze shifted from the unconscious Sheng Jian to Chen Ding, who was looking down at the ground, and then to the ghost hand Zhang who didn't even look at him, and snorted heavily.

"Say, what's the matter with falling to the ground, why hasn't Madame woken up yet?!"

Chen Ding's expression remained unchanged, and he raised his eyes and guessed: "I don't know if my subordinates will be... Hit hard?"126 Chinese Network

"Fart!" Feng Moxiu glanced sideways.

He has counted the people he hit, and the weight was a little heavier, but at the last moment, he collected most of his strength, and he would wake up soon regardless of Sheng Yan, and it was impossible to be unconscious until now.

Chen Ding's face was foaming, he didn't dare to wipe it, and lowered his gaze again and whispered: "Then the subordinates don't know." ”

Feeling a murderous aura, he hurriedly added: "Qiao Xiu didn't wake up either, maybe the woman's body bones are relatively weak, can't it be counted according to the body bones of our rough old men?"

Feng Moxiu couldn't help but roll his eyes, raised his fist and lit up: "Why don't we try?"

Chen Ding suddenly broke the gong, and said the truth with a wry smile: "Master Hou, aren't your subordinates afraid that you are not ready, so I took it upon myself to ask Mr. Zhang to take some calming medicine to let Mrs. sleep a little longer, so that Mrs. can nourish her mind more, and you can also take the opportunity to think of countermeasures." ”

Feng Moxiu almost scolded his mother, he asked Chen Ding to come over and guard it to let him be a punching bag, and when Sheng Jian finished the fire, he would come over and end up by himself, this kid was actually slippery!

The most infuriating thing is that he dared to drug them, it is a three-point poison, can you eat it indiscriminately?!

"You dare to mess around with him?!" Feng Moxiu glared angrily.

Zhang Baoquan stopped what he was doing and turned around, his face was not afraid, but he was a little dissatisfied: "I'm a doctor, you're a doctor?"

Feng Moxiu instantly stuck.

"Madame was too frightened tonight, and she was furious again, not only because of the serious loss of mind, but also because she hurt her heart and lungs, and her qi and blood were already not smooth. Even if Chen Ding doesn't say it, I will let her rest for a while, you don't have to worry, I don't use medicine, it's a soothing incense. ”

Zhang Baoquan finished speaking lightly, and snorted heavily: "It's you, who usually look like a dog, and your daring is all pretended! Madame's delicate body can also be handled, I'm sorry, the old man spurns you!"

Feng Moxiu didn't dare to refute, and said: "I didn't mean to, you didn't know the situation at that time, it was really an instinctive reaction..."

"When Madame wakes up, tell her yourself!"

Zhang Baoquan rolled his eyes disdainfully, glanced at Sheng Yan worriedly, turned his gaze back and said angrily: "At the beginning, Mrs. was almost killed in childbirth, and the old man took a lot of effort to save their mother and son, what did I tell you afterwards?" Do I mean that Mrs. hurt the root, will become a deep mange, the body is unharmed inside is actually very empty, over time the body cold is likely to turn into a fatal cold poison, before the old man comes up with a way to eradicate it, you must carefully maintain, use your internal force to supplement the old man's medicine to drive away the cold, pay attention to the cold and keep warm outside, and must maintain a good mood, especially the mood, anger, worry, sadness, fear, and shock are all easy to produce yin fire, yin fire produces deficiency and cold, which will aggravate the frequency and degree of Shen scabies, do not be happy and sad, but what about you? What did you do to make her so excited?!"

Feng Moxiu's cold sweat came down instantly, and he rushed up and grabbed Zhang Baoquan's shoulder, trembling his lips and asked, "Has her cold poison attacked?

Zhang Baoquan opened the hand on his shoulder, dusted off the place where he was caught in disgust, and snorted angrily: "Count your luck, the blind cat encounters a dead mouse and knocks the person unconscious in time, otherwise it will accumulate into a cold poison attack, and it will be useless for Daluo Immortals!"

Feng Moxiu's body leaned back, and Chen Ding hurriedly moved a chair for him to sit on, but he gently blocked it.

walked to the side of the bed and half-knelt, gently grabbed Sheng Yan's hand and rubbed it gently, and the eyes that made Feng Zhili frightened were filled with water.

"It's okay, it's okay, I really didn't mean it, I really didn't..."

Zhang Baoquan wanted to give a few more words, but when he saw his appearance, he stopped talking, sighed, shook his head, came back to his senses, and continued to check Feng Zhiping, his eyes shining frighteningly.

Chen Ding's eyes were flustered, he hesitated, and gently poked Feng Mo Xiu before approaching: "Master Hou, there is also the little young master." ”

"Oh, yes, Ping'er!"

Forcefully closing his eyes to endure the tears, Feng Moxiu got up and walked to Ghost Zhang's side and asked, "How is he, is there a problem?"

"Miracle..."

"What?"

"Miracle!"

Zhang Baoquan repeated, and turned his head excitedly: "I was suspicious when we met that day, you didn't let me check, I finally gave someone to me today, and I was finally sure of my suspicions, his meridians were really cured!"

Feng Moxiu was speechless: "Didn't I tell you?"

"No, it's different!"

Zhang Baoquan waved his hand and said solemnly: "You are a person who practices martial arts, you should know that it is impossible to heal the Heavenly Remnant." A born mutilated meridian is the same as a severed meridian on the surface, but in fact it is completely different. The reason why the meridian severance can be healed by external force is because the meridians already exist, and the so-called 'severance' refers to dislocation and occlusion, not that the damaged meridians have disappeared or do not exist, as long as the dislocation is corrected and the part of the opening and occlusion can be healed, so it is difficult for the meridian to be cured but not hopeless, but the natural disability is different. ”

"The meridians in the body of a disabled person are naturally less than those of a normal person, and if you want to be cured, you must complete the missing parts. This thing is simple to say, it is difficult to do than ascending to the sky, the human body is not a crop land, how to plow as you want, to complete the meridians, to put it bluntly, it is no different from opening up new meridians, external forces can not intervene at all, forcibly cutting the veins not only has a low success rate but is also very likely to traumatize other intact meridians, and you can only rely on yourself if you want to open the meridians. However, the reverse blood vein cutting is something that can only be done during the Divine Treasure Period, and the Heavenly Remnant cannot even cultivate his internal strength, so how can he do it? This is a dead end, so the Heavenly Remnant has become the most incurable stubborn disease. ”

Zhang Baoquan paused, looked at Feng Zhiping again, his eyes were green and shining, and he swallowed hard.

"But the little young master is cured! I don't know how he did it, who helped him heal, but he really did it! The most amazing thing is that the person not only completed the little young master's meridians, but also added something, no, it is some kind of power that I don't know, this power is like calipers all over every corner of his body, no matter how serious the internal injury meridians will regrow and heal along the trajectory of this power, it is a miracle! No, it is a miracle!"

Chen Ding was confused when he heard it, and felt that Zhang Baoquan was babbling.

Feng Moxiu knew what the "miracle" in Zhang Baoquan's mouth was, so he was silent for a moment and asked, "What if this power is gone? Will the meridians that grew disappear?"

Zhang Baoquan turned his head suddenly, his eyes seemed to be looking at a neuropath, he endured it and didn't scold, and said sullenly: "Not to mention whether this power can be eliminated, if it can, in my experience, the completed meridians are likely to shrink and disappear back to their original state, and the original intact meridians may also be affected and atrophy together, that is to say, the little young master is likely to die." ”

Afraid that Feng Moxiu would not believe it, Zhang Baoquan pointed at Feng Zhiping: "You can explore it yourself, it just so happens that some of his meridians are healing." You and I have suffered internal injuries and are all advanced by internal force to warm and dredge a little bit, but his meridians are restored at the same time, in other words, there is that there is that force exists first, then there are meridians, and finally there is internal force circulation, that force is the cause, the meridians are the effect of the cause, and there is no effect without a cause. ”

Feng Moxiu's heart sank.

The sword species, it seems, cannot be ruled out.