"The concubine body is true, after years of changes and ups and downs, I understand what is the most important thing in life, husband and Fei'er are indispensable in my life," the first lady changed her words and said: "The concubine naturally knows that the head of the family is to cultivate Fei'er, but are you too urgent to do this?"

Seeing Dewey's face change sharply, she hurriedly said: "The concubine naturally knows that there are some things that should not be asked, but as a mother and son, I can't help but worry too much about Fei'er's safety, after all, he is still young, so he has to bear so much, is this a little too heavy for him." ”

"I didn't blame you, and I understand that you're worried about Fei'er. But you have to understand that he has grown up now, and he will not be able to be with us all the time in the future. Now I can protect him with the resources and power at my disposal, but what about ten or twenty years from now? No one can predict what will happen in the future, and as we grow old, one day he will face the future alone. And the best protection we can give him is to sharpen it when he is young, like a sharp knife, only to make him stronger so that no one can hurt him, blind protection will only backfire. Dewey said impassionedly.

"The concubine understands, the head of the family is really well-intentioned!" The first lady was also infected by her husband's emotions.

"There is a saying that 'ambition is not old', and it can be seen from this year's meeting that Fei'er has been caught up with or even surpassed by his peers, and his opponent is actually a hairy boy with no background!" Dewey was so angry that his beard curled slightly.

"Is there such a thing?" Du Mu's eyes were strange, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"What does this mean? It shows that others are paying a hundred times, and Fei'er has wasted his martial arts all these years, and he has lived in mediocrity, and what is even more infuriating is that he has put a lot of energy into chasing bees and butterflies, how can he not be surpassed by others?

"As Fei'er gets older, I think he has his own feelings and likes. Du Mu was afraid of the pestle and its anger, so she said implicitly.

"Hmph! A loser simply doesn't deserve to have his feelings because he can't protect the woman he loves. Dewey almost said with grief.

"The anger hurts the body, the head of the family should put the body first, and I will definitely enlighten Fei'er when he wakes up. Du Mu reassured.

"If the rebel son can have half of you, this seat is the ancestor of the accumulation of virtue!"

"Is the head of the family praising the concubine, or secretly scolding the concubine. Du Mu laughed instead of being angry.

As he spoke, the atmosphere eased again.

After a while, Dewey calmed his excitement slightly.

"I say so much, just want you to understand that nothing is static, this is a cruel era, surrounded by all powers, my Du family is extremely powerful on the surface, but in fact there is an undercurrent. I had a vague uneasy instinct that a conspiracy was looming over the Empire. ”

"The head of the family has worked hard for the empire, and I don't think the whole court will be able to find a second courtier like you. You have this feeling, which also shows that the head of the family loves the monarch and defends the country. ”

"I hope I'm overthinking!" Dewey sighed and continued, "Maybe I'm too worried about the future of the family, so I think about it day and night. In addition, what I am most worried about is Fei'er, the current situation is unpredictable, the strong are held high, and the weak are only trampled underfoot. Nothing lasts forever, and as his father, I have a responsibility to do something for him. ”

"What does the head of the family mean?"

"During a conquest of the wilderness, I got a purple true qi inheritance in front of a mysterious monument, but unfortunately I couldn't comprehend its mystery, maybe it was a lack of chance. Now I have poured this true qi into Fei'er's body, hoping that he will be able to comprehend and create. ”

"If Fei'er understands your true purpose in doing this, he will be very touched by the great and visionary father of yours. ”

"In the coming days, no one is allowed to disturb Fei'er, he needs to meditate. Dewey said with a resolute face.

"The concubine understands, so I will give the order. ”

"No, I want to protect him personally until he wakes up, so as not to have an accident on the way!" Dewey said with a wave of his hand.

The imperial capital of Yanjiao.

In a dilapidated house, overgrown with trees and grass.

in the bedroom.

A middle-aged man with a bloated figure with a black mask and a precarious chair was the head of the class, Han Yun.

Since he was expelled from the Heavenly Bow Academy, no force dared to take him in, no matter whether it was black or white, he could not escape the power of the Heavenly Bow Academy.

In fact, he was tired of making friends with the powerful, so he simply bought the house and the acres of land in front of the house with the only money he had, and planted agricultural and vegetable crops at the beginning of spring next year, hoping to be self-sufficient.

At this time, Han Yun was dressed in heavy cotton clothes, and even wrapped in a quilt, but his body was trembling, as if he was in an ice cellar, and the whole room was filled with a cold atmosphere.

His eye sockets were deep, his hall was dark, and he had obviously not slept well for many days.

Han Yun untied his chest with a trembling hand, only to see a black handprint printed in the middle of his chest, which was the masterpiece of the deputy courtyard master's demon skill "Ten Thousand Demons Return to the Sect".

"My life is on the line!" Han Yun secretly complained to himself, no one knew the condition of his body better than him.

He only felt that there was an extremely powerful force in his body tumbling endlessly, and whenever he condensed the Yuan Force, this strange force would be born and disperse the Yuan Qi.

Now he has deep internal strength, but he can't exert it, and his strength can't even compare to that of a weak scholar.

Han Yun couldn't help but feel sad and angry, but he never regretted what he had done, and speaking up was a teacher, and if he was given another chance, he would make the same choice.

Under the attic of the main courtyard of the deputy courtyard, the waves have been kneeling for a long time.

He looked at the attic door, waiting for the man to appear, and his expression was resolute.

"What's your name?" Suddenly, a divine thought flowed into his sea of consciousness like a trickle.

Hearing the voice, Lang Chuyun only felt his heart lifted, and he was even more excited, he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and said in a deep voice: "Back to the master of the courtyard, the disciple Lang Chuyun." ”

"Oh, the waves?" the man in the attic seemed to ponder for a while, and continued, "I've heard your name, and you're the young man who competed with Nan Jiantian for the top four in the annual competition. Very good, I appreciate you!"

The waves and clouds only felt a flower in front of them, and there was a magnificent figure in front of them, and at their feet, the waves and clouds felt a mountain-like sense of oppression.

"Disciple Lang Chuanyun has seen the master of the courtyard. May the master of the courtyard enjoy the blessings of the immortals forever, and live with the sky!" said the waves.

"You're very good at talking, tell me, what is the purpose of your visit?" asked the ghost with his hands behind his back.

"The disciple wants to enter the Demon Suppression Tower. ”

"Oh, you want to enter the Demon Suppression Tower?" asked Oni Mi Chou unexpectedly.