At the banquet, Feng Yun defeated Bai Bing neatly and quickly set off a storm in the county government. Who would have thought that a person born with mud legs could defeat a little-known master like Bai Bing.

Feng Yun, who is at the peak of public opinion, is now embarking on the way home.

After the battle last night, Liu Hong patted his shoulder and gave him a day off, asking him to go home, which was to visit relatives and report good news.

Time flies so fast, Feng Yun feels that he hasn't done anything yet, and a month has passed, which also means that he has been traveling through time for a month.

The uneasiness when I came and the enthusiasm when I went, this should be Feng Yun’s biggest gain this month.

The time is only one day, and I don’t have much time to spend on the journey. So before dawn, Feng Yun set off.

Bored on the road, Feng Yun turned on the system.

Feng Yun [Jianghu Xiaoshang]

The martial arts are not enough to be considered, and it seems that the action is not light.

Potential: 50

Martial Arts: Tiger Fist (Great Completion), Four Sword Techniques (Introduction)

The battle last night was quite expensive. After returning, Feng Yun was so tired that he lay on the bed and fell asleep.

The potential 50 points include 20 points contributed by Song Ji and 30 points contributed by Bai Bing.

The Tiger Fist and the four sword techniques all prompted that they could be upgraded, but Feng Yun hesitated for a moment and made a decision.

The key to soldiers is not the essence, and it is also adaptable here.

Just like Bai Bing yesterday, he seemed to be proficient in everything, but in fact he was all half-baked. Otherwise, Feng Yun would not have seized the opportunity and killed with one blow.

I silently upgraded in my mind, and a blood-trough-like progress bar appeared behind the Tiger Fist. As the potential was consumed, the progress bar moved slowly forward.

At the same time, another scene appeared in Feng Yun's mind.

This is a dense forest. A young man who is quite similar to Feng Yun stared nervously in front of him. There was a tiger slowly approaching with solid steps, and the shape of the "king" on his forehead was clearly visible.

The boy clenched his fists and a large amount of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

"roar!"

The tiger opened its big mouth and exposed its sharp teeth. Its agile limbs leaped gently, and its huge body rushed straight to the boy.

The boy took a breath, clenched his fist, and smashed it hard. It was a black tiger's heart-wrenching punch from the tiger's fist.

"roar!"

"ha!"

One person and one thing moved among the forests. The huge roar made the forest sway, and a large number of birds circling over the sky, crying endlessly.

"call!"

The boy was accidentally caught by a tiger and a large piece of flesh was torn off, and blood instantly dyed his chest red.

The strong smell of blood made the tiger manic, and the huge tiger claws continued to shoot the boy's heart.

Seeing that the boy was about to be buried in the tiger's mouth, Feng Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

Very dangerous!

Everything in his mind seemed to be happening to Feng Yun, which made him feel scared.

Feng Yun [Jianghu Xiaoshang]

The martial arts are not enough to be considered, and it seems that the action is not light.

Potential: 10

Martial Arts: Tiger Fist (Complete), Four Sword Techniques (Introduction)

Clenching his fists tightly, Feng Yun nodded with satisfaction. The perfect Tiger Fist was indeed extraordinary. He was confident that if he met Bai Bing again today, he would be OK with one punch.

I was in a happy mood and my steps were getting faster. Feng Yun rushed to the doorstep before noon.

It's been a long time since I was gone, my home!

To be honest, Feng Yun has no feelings for this family, he is just an alien who resurrects the soul through corpses.

But I felt very reluctant to let him abandon this family.

This may be the potential instinct of this body, or it may be that I feel unbearable.

After all, I am not a machine, a man with blood and flesh, and I cannot be truly heartless and ruthless!

When I opened the door, everything in the yard was still so familiar. My mother was picking elm leaves to prepare for breakfast. My father frowned and smoked dry cigarettes. My eight-year-old brother was having fun playing with mud in the corner of the wall with barefoot.

"Yun'er, Yun'er is back!" The mother first saw it, and she was so anxious that she put down the dustpan and was at a loss. She quickly urged her father: "His father and son are back, you go and pick it up quickly!"

"Dad, my son is back!"

My father is such a dull person. If Feng Yun doesn’t speak, his father will be laughing except for laughing.

"Yun'er... is here..."

My father stood up and grinned, and stood there apart from laughing. He had been a farmer all his life and didn't know how to express his excitement.

"Brother!" The younger brother who was playing with mud came into Feng Yun's arms and shouted sweetly with his head raised.

Feng Yun's arrival immediately made the family angry, and the smile on his father and mother's face did not stop for a moment.

During lunch, my mother rarely took out two black noodles that she had treasured for a long time. With the porridge, the wild vegetables were much more abundant than usual.

There was also a small plate of chicken on the table, only a few thin slices.

The chicken was brought by Feng Yun from the county town, but his mother was reluctant to eat it, saying that she would put it in the cellar and wait for Feng Yun to eat it next time.

Feng Yun disagreed, and his mother couldn't resist it. Finally, she cut a few thin pieces to satisfy the family's cravings.

Smelling the scent of the meat, my brother opened his black eyes and stared at the few pieces of chicken on the table, and his saliva was pulled all over the floor.

"Come on, eat it quickly!" Feng Yun put a piece in his younger brother's bowl.

Since childhood, Feng Yun’s memory has never appeared on the dining table in this house. As soon as the meat was put into the bowl, the younger brother bit it into it.

"Does it smell?"

My younger brother opened his mouth, at a loss, and the chicken smelled fragrant, but it was swallowed before he could stay in his mouth for a second, what could he taste?

"Dad, you guys eat it too!" Feng Yun put a slice of it in his father and mother's bowl.

Time flies so fast. After teaching my brother to punch the Tiger Fist, the sun has set in the west. Feng Yun knew it was time to go back. He was late and waited for the city gate to close. He was afraid he would sleep outside the city tonight.

The father also knew that Feng Yun should go back, so he looked at his mother and brother again. The mother understood and pulled Feng Yun's younger brother into the inner room. Only Feng Yun and his father were left in the yard.

"Yun'er, Dad is sorry for you in this life!" Seeing Feng Yun about to speak, his father waved his hand, lit a dry cigarette and took a sip, "If it doesn't work, you can run away if you want!"

Escape! My father said it easily, but Feng Yun felt that the wrinkles on his forehead became deeper after he said it.

It is easy to escape. If you can't stay in Anning County, you can go to other counties. As long as the journey is not too far, it is safe and safe, and Wang Yuanwai will not spend much effort on two taels of money.

But Feng Yun ran away, where are the father, mother and brother at home? How can the honest family escape the clutches of the king?

Feng Yun escaped, but he suffered from his father, mother and brother!

One life is for three lives!

Feng Yun may not recognize this family, but his father recognizes his son!

Thinking of the thighs with golden fingers, Feng Yun comforted: "Dad, don't worry, I've lived a good life in the county town, and the people there are very nice to me. I also learned martial arts with a constable. You should have seen the trick I taught my brother in the afternoon."

"Yun'er, I'm afraid of Wang Yuanwai!" The father, who was shrouding in smoke, said Wang Yuanwai couldn't help but feel palpitations.

"Mr. Wang..."

When he left, Feng Yun left a tael of silver for his father. It was not that Feng Yun didn't want to keep more, but that the more he kept, the more he was, the more he was, the more he was, the more he was.

After leaving a tael of silver like this, my father was surprised for a long time and repeatedly advised him to be an honest person. If he threw ten taels at once, he would not scare his father to death.
Chapter completed!