"Yo hey, here comes the fish!" In the middle of the sea, the small sailboat floated, like a little starlight in the night, shining brightly. There was an old man on the boat, shouting happily, and then he threw the fishing net in his hand vigorously and threw it at the school of fish in the sea.

This season is the most important time of the year for the old man, and the food of the year is maintained by this short two months of fishing. This year, the fish are abundant, and the old man's face is full of smiles.

"Hey, what's that?" In the distance, a black dot floated haphazardly across the sea, and many fish were still spinning and jumping around it!

"Collect the net, go over and take a look!" The old man is used to going out to sea to fish alone, in order to squeeze out loneliness, he always shouts, as if he is talking to the fish in the sea, and like talking to the sky!

Paddled the boat, slowly approaching the dark shadow.

"Ah, it's a person!" the old man was taken aback. The man was covered in blood, and even the surrounding sea was stained red.

"I don't know if you're still alive! It's good that there are no sharks around here, otherwise you wouldn't have left a whole corpse!" muttered the old man as he rowed closer.

"Ouch! Why are you covered in wounds, your bones are exposed, it's terrible, who is so ruthless to hurt you like this?

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"Ah, master, master don't, don't!" Feng Ling was sweating profusely, and sat up suddenly, tears flowed in his eyes, and his expression was sad and sad!

"Oh, little brother, why are you up, you are so badly injured, lie down and rest, lie down and rest!" The old man was coming in with fish soup, and when he saw Feng Ling sitting up, he quickly put down the fish soup in his hand and stepped forward to help Feng Ling lie down.

Feng Ling stared around, he didn't know where he was, but he felt pain all over his body, and he gasped violently in pain!

"Young man, what happened to you, how did you get hurt like this?" the old man scooped the fish soup in the bowl and fed Feng Ling spoonful by spoonful.

Feng Ling just looked at the old man like this, and almost forgot to open his mouth! He was very sad, this was just an unmasked old man, who could care for himself so much, and those who kept calling themselves young masters and saying that they were their relatives broke up their own family and forced their master to death. Why is the world like this, and why is your family the one who hurts you the most?

"Take a quick bite, you are seriously injured, this fish soup is specially prepared for you. My old man doesn't have anything else, this fish, there are still some. I've been boiling this soup for a long time, it's very nourishing, come, drink it quickly!" the old man looked at Feng Ling kindly, and gently fed the fish soup.

Feng Ling opened his mouth and let the sweet fish soup run down his throat. He felt delicious, it was the best fish soup in the world, he drank a kind of care, he drank a kind of warmth!

Looking at the old man firmly, he wants to remember this happy scene in the depths of his mind forever!

"Drink a bowl of soup first, I also boiled gruel for you, and I'll feed you a bowl later, tomorrow, you will have spirit!" The old man saw Feng Ling drink all the soup he had boiled, and he couldn't close his mouth happily!

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"Grandpa, do you still want to fish today?" Feng Ling sorted out the fishing nets and turned back to ask the old man who was cleaning the fishing boat!

"Yes, today is the last day, after today, the fish will return to the deep sea, and the fishing season will be over!" The old man looked into the distance, as if he was happy with the hard work of the past two months: "This year's harvest is very rich, and the money from selling fish is enough for our grandparents and grandchildren to survive the whole winter!"

Since Feng Ling woke up that day, the old man has taken good care of Feng Ling, and the relationship between the two has gradually deepened, and Feng Ling has also taken the initiative to be commensurate with his grandfather. During this time, he experienced a family affection that he had never had before, he was very satisfied and happy, so let him take advantage of this time to be an ordinary person!

"Yo he! Old man of the Niu family, this year's harvest is not small!" Feng Ling's ancestors and grandchildren were about to set off fishing, but a group of uninvited guests came to the yard.

"Ah, it's Lord Jin, why did such a rarity come to my shabby house today!" the old man frowned, and his body began to tremble, but he still insisted on greeting this group of people.

Feng Ling's eyes were slightly cold, but he didn't speak, just waiting for the change.

The sturdy young man who was called Master Jin by the old man kicked down the old man's dinner table and said loudly: "Old immortal, have you forgotten something?"

"Lord Kim, didn't I already pay the protection fee a year ago, didn't you say that it was a year's weight? Why do you have to pay it again now? The old man asked with a wincing face.

"Don't talk nonsense, I heard that you still have spare money to support idlers! Why, you have money to support idlers, but you don't have money to honor me!" The young man surnamed Jin shouted in shame as if he had been told about the sore spot.

"Ling Feng, he is not an idler, he is my grandson, we can only have a good harvest by relying on him for months!" The old man didn't even want others to say a little bad about Feng Ling.

"Fuck off, don't talk nonsense to Lao Tzu, take the money!" said the young man surnamed Jin habitually stretched out his foot, wanting to kick at the old man.

The old man trembled and covered his eyes with his arms, as if he had felt the pain of being kicked.

"Get out!" Feng Ling stepped forward with an arrow, stretched out his hand to block the foot of the young man surnamed Jin, and pushed back violently.

"Ouch!" Jin surnamed Qing immediately fell to the ground. He got up from the ground in a rage and shouted that he was going to kill Feng Ling.

The old man was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped the young man surnamed Jin and knelt on the ground and begged him to let Feng Ling go.

The young man surnamed Jin was worried that this guy was not simple, and he was able to kick him away, but now seeing the old man kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy like this, his courage has grown a lot, it seems that he just has an empty body, a paper tiger. Thinking of this, the young man surnamed Jin was even more reckless, with a wave of his right hand, several ** behind him immediately rushed forward, and he was about to punch and kick the old man and Feng Ling.

"I've given you a chance!" Feng Lingfeng stepped forward lightly, gently helped the old man up, and looked at these ** like a dead man. Even if Feng Ling's dantian is so unbearable now, even if there is no true qi at all now, even Xuanwu is in a coma now. No matter how weak and vulnerable Feng Ling is now, it is still easy to deal with these villains!

Feng Ling turned his hands into knives and cut them one by one, just with such a broken body, he could easily kill these bastards!

The anger that had been gathering in Feng Ling's heart completely exploded with this incident!

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