Of course, it was not just Longyan Xuefeng who suffered at this time, but also someone who was sympathetic to him...

In the backyard of the manor, two figures of a man and a woman suddenly appeared out of thin air. The woman looked in her early 20s and was dressed in white and black hair. The hair with long and waist was combed behind her head in delicate and neat shape. What is commendable is that there is no decoration to fix the hair, which set off her almost perfect face. Her figure is slender and well-proportioned, and she is definitely a super beauty of the level of harming the country and the people.

However, at this time, the woman's beautiful eyes seemed to be about to spit out fire, staring at the man beside her fiercely. The man looked not old at about twenty-six or seven years old. She was wearing a light blue robe with wide shoulders and wide back. Although she was not overly handsome, she still looked quite handsome. The most impressive thing was that he had a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything, which added a few distinctive temperaments to him.

"Long Yan Shi! You'd better give me an explanation. Why did you shoot a cold arrow for him just now? I'll pull me back so quickly, I'll tell you! If my son gets a little bit of skin, I'll be fine with you." The woman cursed regardless of her image, and in her tone, she was not only dissatisfied with the man, but also worried about her son.

The man was helpless. Is this the sister Xiangxiang he met back then? Although he was not obedient to him in the past, he could still make decisions on most things and was so gentle to him. Now, it’s good that since he had a son, his status has plummeted. Not to mention that gentle woman, who is as gentle as wind and water, has disappeared. Now she is like a willful shrew, which does not match her appearance and temperament at all.

If they hadn't all been separated from the mortal fetus, he really doubted whether his wife had reached menopause.

"I said, my wife, this kid is a little crazy during this period. Now is the critical period for the formation of his personality. We cannot make him proud or inferior, so we must find a balance. He is still young and he doesn't understand many things. He needs our care and guidance in secret. Only in this way can he establish a correct outlook on life, world and values ​​while savoring the happiness of childhood..."

Long Yan talked about education like a cannon, talking endlessly. After hearing the fog of Gusu, he had forgotten the continuous anger. Although he didn't understand it very well, he always felt that his husband was right.

Facts have proved this. The eight-year-old Longyan Xuefeng has already passed hundreds of martial arts. He is as good at various inventions and creations as his father, and is made of the simplest materials. From the age of six, a new invention will be released almost every month. Although it is not a shocking masterpiece, it can definitely be called turning decay into magic.

"Oh, forget it, I can't tell you. But I just want my son to live a more comfortable life, but if you continue to train him like this, he may become another you, and even surpass you. I'm afraid that by then..." The previous harshness and domineeringness disappeared, replaced by an emotion that is difficult to express in words.

"Don't worry, haven't I taught him the art of cultivation yet? Besides, you said that he will surpass me. Maybe if one day he will do better than me, let's give him the right to choose. The child is still young and wait for him to grow older, so let him make his own decisions."

Just as the two of them were trying to say something, they looked up at the sky at the same time and saw a small black dot flying towards them.

Oh, this kid is back so soon, why are he beaten like this? These naughty kids are really not bad or heavy," Long Yanshi said to himself, with a sense of distress in his words.

Longyan Xuefeng fell swaying in the front yard of his house. When he landed, he almost fell into a dog and chewed the mud. He finally managed to stabilize his body. His white clothes had already turned gray, his fair skin was blue and purple, and his whole face was fatter. He looked particularly embarrassed.

Almost as he landed, he was held tightly in his arms by a white figure. He looked up and down with concern for a few times, and said with a little crying voice: "Son, are you okay? Why are you beaten like this? Tell me! Whose family is from, I will fight their parents alone."

Long Yan Xuefeng suddenly reacted and looked at the woman in front of him who looked like a banished immortal and said in fear: "I said, "Mom, you'd better not go. At least one of their parents will have to lie in bed for half a month. How can I do this in the future? I have strong recovery. You are not unaware of it. I can recover in less than three days. This is our own business."

The woman burst into laughter and scraped his little nose, "How old are you and you are still a man. Since our Xuefeng is so masculine, then let's solve your own business by yourself. I'll get you clothes and see that this one is dirty."

Long Yan Xuefeng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was not confused about the original topic. He knew that his mother's spoiling for him was almost inextricable, and it was "excessive" to summarize it in two words.

He remembered that last time, he had just a tooth removed by someone. However, before Long Yanshi said anything, Gusu Wenxiang directly knocked off his father's teeth. However, what surprised Long Yan Xuefeng was: when he saw him again the next day, all his teeth grew well, as if yesterday had never happened. Despite this, he still felt that his own affairs had to be solved by himself. Telling adults was just a cowardly manifestation, and the irresponsible guy was not qualified to play with him.

Long Yanshi pointed at his son in front of him and couldn't help laughing: "Why did you make this embarrassed look? What's going on your face? It's like a cat, haha." Gusu Wenxiang brought a hot veil and clean clothes.

Long Yan Xuefeng pouted and said angrily: "They bullied people and they had a one-on-one fight. If they couldn't beat me, I just attacked fifteen or sixteen of them and beat me one. It's a pity that my father taught me, it's really embarrassing you." Some of them were also full of contempt.

"Then you won't run away," Gusu asked the incense.

"Run, you will not be a hero if you run away." He said as he changed his clothes. He was indeed a bit too big. He wanted to run away. Can so many people run away?

"Did you even know your father when you were beaten? Is that a hero?" Long Yanshi asked with a show with a sarcasm.

"Is your son the kind of person who only suffers from losses but not benefits?" Long Yanshi nodded thoughtfully. His son is not like him. He is vengeful and has only taken advantage but not benefits. He is exactly the same as him.

Long Yan Xuefeng changed his clothes and wiped his face. He sat on the stone bench and waved his hand at Long Yanshi and hinted at Long Yanshi. Long Yanshi would be impressed immediately. It was obvious that they often did this, Long Yanshi came over. Gusu Wenxiang shook his head helplessly. The two of them were simply. Long Yan Xuefeng said with fiery eyes:

"I sprinkled snow propolis on them because they didn't pay attention, and then pierced the snow honeycomb with my sword fingers."

Long Yanshi's smile gradually calmed down and said seriously:

"Boy, it's nothing to brag about a calf but lying is wrong. Snow honeycombs are harder than pig iron! A honeycomb is bigger than a washbasin, so I can barely believe it with a big "iron ball" you punch it. Don't think that if I praise you a few words, you'll be crazy." Because I just plotted against my son and turned his head and ran away, there were naturally many scenes, so I didn't see it.

Longyan Xuefeng curled his lips and said:

"I know you don't believe it, are you ready to fall off your chin?" As he said that, Long Yan Xuefeng stood up and faced Long Yanshi, "Dad takes me a finger." Long Yan Xuefeng's eyes were sharp and raised his hand to form a sword finger. The breath gathered wildly at his fingertips. Then a sharp light shot out. Long Yanshi didn't dodge, but just stretched out one hand lazily and let the sword hit his hand. Gusu Wenxiang stood aside and looked at the corner of her mouth bent in a charming arc.

There was only a sound of metallic attacks spreading. Long Yanshi's hand didn't shake at all, as if the wind was blowing gently, but ripples appeared in his heart and thought:

"Have you taken medicine for such a penetrating energy?" No! No! This is... a simple mental suppression, which simply compresses the unstable sword energy, thereby reducing energy waste and increasing attack power. Although it is the most superficial application and unstable, it is quite difficult. Long Yan Shi Gusu Wenxiang looked at each other and saw incredible expressions from the other party's eyes, as well as a touch of helplessness and sigh that was well concealed.

"Haha, I am worthy of being my son of Long Yanshi. It's really tough. But your move is too slow and who will stand there as a target for you? But following your father to ensure that you have great magical skills, hahaha."

When Gusu asked about the incense, Longyan Xuefeng laughed dryly and said intimately: It's coming again.
Chapter completed!