Xiao Ding and Xiao Li looked at Xiao Feng and couldn't help but smile bitterly. My brother really can't compare.

After dinner, Xiao Yan took it out.

The kid who just knew how to walk didn't know what he was doing. However, the few people were not worried that something would happen to their own family, so he would make trouble.

Xiao Ding and Xiao Li practiced, Xiao Zhan handled family affairs, and the family had their own busy work, and Xiao Feng was free again.

Back at the courtyard, he began to think about a question seriously.

Taking Xiao Yan’s path will leave Xiao Yan with no way out?

Or take a different approach and follow the path you envisioned?

In terms of safety, it is undoubtedly more stable to occupy Xiao Yan's fruit. You only need to get to the right position at the right time, and the opportunity will naturally fall on your head.

But there is one thing that Xiao Feng is hard to let go: there is no Xiao Feng in the story in my memory.

If Xiao Feng replaced Xiao Yan, what kind of role would Xiao Yan play?

After variables emerge, can Xiao Feng, who replaced Xiao Yan, still become the Doudi?

This time, he thought for a long time, and finally opened his palms, felt the ubiquitous fighting spirit, and confirmed his original intention: he could refine internal strength in such a place where he was born in such a terrifying spirit. Why should he be afraid of his head and tail when he got here?

After thinking through everything, Xiao Feng couldn't help but be motivated, "We warriors, please sail against the current!"

At this time, a head suddenly popped out from the gate of the courtyard, "Brother Feng, what did you say just now?"

There was a hint of excitement in his tone.

Xiao Feng looked up and saw that it was Xiao Yan who was back.

"Come on, Brother Feng has a set of ancestral skills here, I'll teach you."

Xiao Feng couldn't stand such a lazy salted fish anymore.

Xiao Yan was stunned. After a while, he asked, "What are you talking about... Kung Fu?"

Xiao Feng looked at Xiao Yan's look of wanting to speak but stopped, and felt funny, but he did not intend to explain his time travel.

After all, this is a cruel man who looks at his biological father with a cold eye.

"Haha, I lied to you just now." Xiao Feng scratched his head embarrassedly, "In fact, it is not inherited from the ancestors, I picked it up in my own yard."

Xiao Feng took out the martial arts secrets he had done a year ago from his arms, and they were impeccable in terms of handwriting and old-fashionedness.

Xiao Yan looked excited and ran quickly to pick him up and flip his look.

Half an hour later.

"Raise your hands, straighten your waist, and press down your legs!" Xiao Feng carried his little hand on his back, pointing out what Xiao Yan did not do properly from time to time.

He had been staging for a month and was sure that it was harmless to the body and could enhance his physical fitness, so it would be fine to let the future Yan Emperor slap it.

"I won't practice anymore!"

Xiao Yan sat on the ground, panting heavily. How could such a tall martial arts thing be like horse stance?

Xiao Feng didn't care, and he said nothing after saying oh.

After all, Xiao Huohuo took drugs all the way, and it would be harmless to stance whether he stole the horse or not.

"That... can I borrow this secret book to take a look?" Xiao Yan still didn't want to give up.

"You can copy one and give it back to me after copying it." Xiao Feng threw it over generously.
Chapter completed!