Chapter 54: Agree

With thick gold tickets in his arms, he left the Gujia Auction Store happily.

"The Feng family is really not simple. Alas, why don't our Gu family have such talents! However, we must teach those gangsters a lesson and don't go against the wind and waves anymore, otherwise, I don't know how much disaster will be caused!"

The ancient tree looked at the back of the wind and waves and sighed for a long time.

Fenglang returned to his residence and saw it at a glance. Feng Xiaochi, who was sitting in his room, couldn't help but be stunned.

"Langer, you have been busy lately and you can't see your shadow easily!"

Feng Xiaochi's expression was much better. When he saw Fenglang's surprise, he smiled happily.

"I have been practicing kung fu during this period. I have been delaying too much in the past few years. Now I want to make up for it as soon as possible!"

Fenglang did not deliberately hide it, and said with a smile.

"Okay, go, go to the yard and let me try your skills!"

Feng Xiaochi stood up and walked out of the room first.

"Hey, it's so strange!"

Standing in the yard, Feng Xiaochi looked at Fenglang, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Fenglang scratched his head, and in front of his father, he was a little restrained.

"The aura on your body is a bit strange! Well, you can try it with all your strength to attack me!"

A look of doubt flashed in Feng Xiaochi's eyes, and then ordered Fenglang.

"OK!"

When Fenglang heard about the fight, he felt extremely excited in his heart, and his whole body was filled with passion and blood immediately surged, making his face turn red.

Feng Xiaochi just stood in the yard casually. With the cultivation of Fenglang Warrior, of course, he would not pose any threat to him.

Fenglang stood straight, and the vital energy in his body was secretly activated. After a while, he started from the Dantian. Five vital energy superimposed and filled the Danzhong.

"Why don't you do it? Don't be afraid, I won't blame you!"

Feng Xiaochi saw that Feng Lang's aura seemed to retreat to the five-star warrior, and couldn't help but say lovingly.

"Hi!"

Fenglang shouted loudly, rushed forward with a quick step, and suddenly swung a flame fist, smashing it hard towards Feng Xiaochi. Because it was full of strength, Fenglang's fist was faintly red.

"You are the eight-star samurai kung fu, how could this happen!"

Sensing the momentum mixed with Fenglang Fist, Feng Xiaochi was shocked. He hadn't seen it for a few days. How did Fenglang break through to the eighth level in his kung fu? This progress is amazing.

But Feng Xiaochi was at the level of a great martial artist after all, and his ability to adapt to the situation was very fast. He instantly increased his momentum to the eighth level of the warrior and took Fenglang a punch.

"Bang!"

The two fists intersected and made a violent sound. Fenglang took three steps in a row, while Feng Xiaochi also took two steps back and shook for a while before he stood firm.

"This is really the eighth level of kung fu!"

Feng Xiaochi smiled and looked at the wind and waves with indescribable relief.

If he had some doubts just now, he was indeed completely sure that no one could fake this real confrontation in terms of skill.

Moreover, even the eighth level of skill should not seem to be so powerful. Thinking of this, Feng Xiaochi was a little confused again.

The wind and waves were also in surprise. He could sense that the flame fist activated by the Five Elements Emperor Art was at least twice as powerful as usual.

"Haha, Lang'er, you can participate in the year-end tribe competition, maybe you can enter the top ten! Haha, from now on, who will dare to say that my son is a waste? I will ruin him!"

Fenglang's cultivation gave Feng Xiaochi a lot of confidence and became confident in speaking.

"Is the clan comparison? You must participate! Are you the top ten? You must enter!"

When talking about clan bi, Fenglang's blood was burning in his heart, and he said with a firm expression.

Theoretically speaking, Fenglang is a teenager of the Feng family, and the clans should participate, but Fenglang has never participated. Anyway, he has no strength, so he will be humiliating himself if he participates.

This tribe has brought a lot of pain to Fenglang. For this, I don’t know how many Feng family members laugh at him as a turtle. Unfortunately, Feng Xiaochi has to participate every year and resists many humiliations in the open and secret ways for Fenglang.

"Yes, Lang'er, you must participate this time. Beat those kids hard. Hehe, I feel very happy when I think of their surprise!"

Feng Xiaocai patted Fenglang's shoulder heavily, his eyes full of expectations for him.

"I haven't seen each other for a long time. Come on, let's have a few drinks!"

Feng Xiaochi took over the wind and waves and walked forward with him.

Fengxing had already prepared food and drinks. Seeing Feng Xiaochi's father and son intimate appearance, tears couldn't help but burst into tears on his face.

"Come on, Father, I toast you this glass of wine!"

Fenglang picked up the wine glass and toasted his father respectfully. No matter how powerful he was outside, he still had to be polite in front of his father.

"Langer, you have grown up and become sensible. I am very happy. You know, I am an incompetent father!"

Feng Xiaochi picked up the wine glass, his eyes turned red without realizing it, and he looked at the wind and waves and said with kindness.

"Why did my father say this? In my mind, you are always the greatest, both in the past and now!"

Fenglang felt a little guilty when he saw Feng Xiaochi, and hurriedly said.

But the more Feng Lang said this, the more guilt Feng Xiaochi felt, but he didn't say much, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one go.

"Father, what kind of deep thoughts do you have in your heart? Can you tell me what you have to share with you?"

After drinking a glass of wine, Fenglang couldn't help but ask Feng Xiaochi.

"It's all some grudges from the past, so it's better not to mention them! Lang'er, how can your kung fu improve so quickly?"

Feng Xiaochi sighed, obviously not wanting to answer, and wanted to change the topic.

"It will take until when will you tell me what happened in the past!"

Fenglang's face turned dark and he drank the wine in his glass. Because he drank too quickly, he started coughing.

"This, wait until you have enough strength, well, I'll talk about it if you can beat me!"

Feng Xiaochi felt unbearable when he saw Fenglang, but he really didn't want to tell Fenglang the truth, so as not to increase his pain.

"Okay, one word is certain, you can't regret what you said!"

Fenglang said with a serious face.

"When did Feng Xiaochi say it, you underestimate me too much!"

Feng Xiaochi was originally a refusal, but he didn't expect Feng Lang to take it seriously and had to say helplessly.

"Come on, high-five!"

With a little drunkenness, Fenglang stood up suddenly and reached out his hand first.

"Are you afraid you can't do it?"

Feng Xiaochi smiled, stretched out his palm, hit Fenglang hard, and took his hand into his hand.

The father and son looked at each other for a few times, and something called warmth slowly spread among them.

"Yun Shang is a good girl, you shouldn't let her down!"

Feng Xiaochi looked at Fenglang's eyes and suddenly said.

"Ahem, let's talk about this again. Don't worry, I know what to do!"

Fenglang's eyes dodged a little, and after a long time, he stammered.

"You can't be wrong with some things. If you lose them, you will never be able to catch them!"

Feng Xiaochi seemed to feel something in his heart and sighed.

"Well, this, I understand, come on, father, let's have a bar. This wine is good, I'll do it first!"

When he picked up Yun Shang, Fenglang was a little panicked and quickly called Feng Xiaochi to drink.

This was a very ordinary party, but later, it occupied a heavy weight in Fenglang's heart, which made him think inadvertently that, perhaps, people are really like this, and they will cherish them after they lose them!

Fenglang went to the market and bought some auxiliary medicinal herbs, but he did not find the bone-burning grass.

It turns out that bone-burning grass is relatively fragile in life. If it is collected, the medicinal properties cannot be stored for too long, so there is no spot in the market.

If the wind and waves are needed, you can book in advance. When the people in the pharmacy go to collect herbs, you can bring some bone-strengthening grass back.

However, people who collect herbs generally do not only pick this herb. It often takes a long time to go back and forth, and the wind and waves cannot wait, so they are determined to pick herbs by themselves if they have time.

However, he also booked some at the pharmacy. After all, if he doesn’t have time or can’t find it, he won’t fail. After all, the time for cultivation is the most precious to Fenglang!
Chapter completed!