"Xiao Qin, I'm going to go to Wuyun City next door to get some goods today. I'll be back in two days. The business in the store can be stopped first. You can stay at home and cook by yourself in the next two days. Do you know if you know?" In front of a small pharmacy, a rough man said to a young man in front of him, and sat down and left.

"I understand, Uncle Wang, just go there, I will look forward to the store." The thin boy responded with a smile, but a faint gloom flashed through his eyes.

"If I could cultivate the fighting spirit, I should be able to go out with Uncle Wang, right?" The boy thought to himself, looking at the carriage that was gradually moving away, and finally couldn't help but smile a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, turned around and returned to the store, and put on a sign of closing.

The young man's name is Qin Zhen, and he is twelve years old. His parents were originally mercenaries like Uncle Wang, but they both died in a mission ten years ago, leaving him who was still in his infancy and entrusted him to the only survivor at that time - Wang Hu, who was the Uncle Wang he mentioned.

For ten years, uncle and nephew have depended on each other. For "Uncle Wang", he is a responsibility, a responsibility left by his brother and sister-in-law. Uncle Wang has no children in his life, and Qin Zhen can feel that Uncle Wang treats him as his son.

As for Qin Zhen, isn’t “Uncle Wang” also his father?

As a time traveler, he lost his parents when he was still in his infancy, but without any special talent, he was able to be loved so wrongly. Qin Zhen was in his past and present life in total, and one-third of his time grew up under the care of this man who was not much older than his real age. He really regarded this "Uncle Wang" as his father.

Whenever Qin Zhen thought that he had maliciously speculated more than once when he was a child, he couldn't help feeling sore in his heart.

Such a man would even maliciously speculate on others?

It's worse than a beast!

"But now I am like this, and I can't even practice a little bit of fighting spirit. Could it be that I will rely on Uncle Wang to survive like this for the rest of my life?" Qin Zhen lay on the counter of the pharmacy, with a small hand on his thin face, looking at the medicinal books that had been turned to pieces by him without any slightest, while murmuring, his eyes full of unwillingness.

The city where he lives is called Wutancheng. The Xiao family, the Oba family, and the Gale family in the city stand together. He knew very clearly that the third young master Xiao, whose fighting spirit had disappeared for a year, would start to soar into the sky in two years!

He has seen the story of fighting through the sky, but it is useless.

He is the noble third young master of the Xiao family. He is the son of a mercenary and is just one of the countless people who rely on the bleak market in his family.

The phoenix with hair fallen hair is stronger than the chicken. Even if the cultivation level of others disappears, it can easily cause a sensation. Unlike myself, even if I die, who would be sad for me except Uncle Wang?

It’s a bit like “network suppression”, but that’s the truth.

"Qin Zhen!"

"You are a time traveler!"

"Traveling to the Dou Qi Continent, but not practicing the Dou Qi!"

"You are a waste who has been a child since you were a child, twelve years, and it's absolutely fine!"

The boy shouted angrily, a hint of anger flashed through his eyes, and he suddenly stood up and closed the yellowed medicinal materials on the counter. His eyes stared at the roof tyrannically like copper bells, as if he wanted to ask God an answer.

But, for a long time...

The young man Qin Zhen finally smiled bitterly, collapsed on the counter, and sobbed softly.

In the past twelve years, he no longer knew how many times he had sobbed secretly like this.

I still remember the first time when he was three years old. He tried to practice Dou Qi for the first time. In less than two hours, he felt the Dou Qi. After another hour, he successfully attracted the first ray of Dou Qi into his body, but in a flash, the Dou Qi disappeared.

He thought it was the first time, and no one would succeed the first time. He comforted himself like this.

but!

One afternoon!

He practiced for an afternoon and attracted no less than a hundred fighting spirits, but he did not leave one. It was his own fighting spirit.

He had seen Doupo's Sky and knew that a soul would absorb Dou's energy to survive, so he still comforted himself, thinking that he also had an "old grandfather" staying on him and would suddenly wake up one day in the future, so he asked him.

"Do you want to become stronger?"

Then he knelt down and became a disciple, and from then on, the dragon entered the sky and swelled the clouds and the seas.

But, this is a fantasy after all!

He persisted for two years until he was five years old. Uncle Wang finally mentioned it for the first time, allowing him to practice the fighting spirit.

Qin Zhen, who was still a child, showed his terrifying talent in this world for the first time!

In less than an hour, he got into the state.

In less than two and a half hours, he successfully absorbed the first ray of fighting spirit.

Such terrifying speed made Wang Hu, who was guarding him, sigh terrifyingly, and shouted "Brother has a successor." His joy was beyond words.

However, his laughter had not lasted for long, and suddenly came to an abrupt end with the disappearance of the faint power in Qin Zhen's body.

Qin Zhen still remembers that Wang Hu seemed to have discovered something terrifying at that time and suddenly grabbed his arm. Then, before Qin Zhen could express his comfort words, his face suddenly became gloomy, blocking Qin Zhen's comfort words tightly in his throat.

"Uncle Wang, what's wrong?" Qin Zhen asked tentatively, not realizing the seriousness of the situation.

"..." Uncle Wang didn't say anything, just looked at him, just looking at him, his eyes full of distress. This child is so talented that he will not be worse than that of Master Xiao San in the future, but why?

Why?

Why is the location of his Fighting Cyclone leaking?

"Zhener, you have a good rest." Wang Hu gently stroked Qin Zhen's little head and held him in his arms. His eyes were red, his eyes were tearful, and his voice was trembling and comforted, "It's nothing to know how to practice, it's good to be an ordinary person. Uncle will leave the pharmacy to you in the future. It's okay, it's nothing to be unable to practice, it's good to be an ordinary person."

“It’s great to be an ordinary person.”

"It's okay, uncle, I'm not afraid of you."

As he said that, Wang Hu finally couldn't help but shed a tear, and the cold tears hit Qin Zhen's tender face, "It's okay, uncle raises you, from now on, you will be my uncle's son. If you have the uncle's bite, you will have the food in one bite. It's okay."

"Uncle Wang, what's wrong with me?" Qin Zhen asked with some trepidation. Wang Hu's series of actions really scared him. He had a premonition that things were definitely not as simple as he imagined.

Are all the expectations of the past two years fake?

Qin Zhen couldn't help but think, but quickly threw out his thoughts.

Such an idea is absolutely undesirable.

"I definitely have an old man." Xiao Qin Zhen couldn't help but comfort himself.
Chapter completed!