Chapter 21

The fire dragon and Dao mang collided with each other. An earth shaking sound spread from Wujia villa to the surrounding area. Animals in the mountains and forests within a radius of ten miles ran around and made a mess for a time. The rubble on the ancestral hall of Wujiazhuang was also lifted by the air wave.

Those who lean in front and have low accomplishments are like being hit hard and fly, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air. Wu Feihong quickly used his vitality to block the people in Wujiazhuang. The fluctuation of vitality almost made him uncontrollable.

In the field, a terrible huge pit appeared in front of everyone. After completing the last blow, Zifeng and the boy were both blown away because of the core of the deep explosion, and they stopped after rubbing tens of meters on the ground. Now they are both lying on the ground without movement.

For a moment, everyone was silent and didn't know what to do. No one thought that the battle between the two younger generations would be so fierce. Now both of them are lying on the ground, and it is difficult to decide whether they will win or lose.

But Ping Yixiu obviously couldn't wait. He shouted, "asshole, don't get up." The people around him were also shouting.

The people in Wujiazhuang are also uneasy and show weakness, "Zifeng, brother, brother Zifeng, wake up.". There was a choking sound in the voice. The man who stands up first is undoubtedly the winner of the battle.

At this time, Zifeng felt pain all over his body and didn't listen. Zifeng heard the cry of his family. He wanted to respond, but his mouth was open, but he couldn't speak. Zifeng bit his teeth and tried to call his vitality. He found that his vitality had been empty for a long time.

There was no way. Zifeng moved his body bit by bit and gasped. First his index finger moved and slowly his middle finger and little finger. The whole palm of his hand can move. Zifeng keeps trying. He knows that every moment of himself is important to Wujiazhuang. Time flows bit by bit. Bai Yihan and Xin'er's tears have long been soaked through their clothes.

Finally, Zifeng's legs felt. Zifeng slowly bent his legs, and his breathing time seemed to be stretched infinitely, becoming so thin and long.

Zifeng sat up with blood stains on his face. His arms have been distorted because of the support just now. Zifeng has no pain now. When the pain exceeds the limit of his body, the pain can only make Zifeng more sober. Zifeng only cares about what part of his body is still active, that's all.

The boy opposite also woke up and struggled to get up.

Zifeng didn't hesitate. He leaned forward and bent his legs slowly. He wanted to stand up, but he knelt down on the ground because his center of gravity leaned forward too much. No tears, no hesitation, Zifeng slowly raised his bloody face and tried to give his mother, Xin'er and the people of Wujiazhuang a smile, a brilliant smile, to tell you to rest assured.

The people in Wujiazhuang were silent, and the bandits opposite stopped shouting. For a moment, it seems that it only belongs to Zifeng, family affection and nothing else.

Zifeng eased his breath, twisted his arms, forced again, folded his legs and trembled. When Zifeng's arms were completely distorted, he stopped. His arms were powerless hanging on both sides of his body and swinging. Like Zifeng's current body, shaking, but unusually firm, he stood up.

Without cheering, his voice had long been drowned by choking. Wu Tianjie's tears were whirling at this time. For many years, his children and grandchildren could finally stand up.

Wu Zifeng, his eyes half narrowed. At this time, although the boy was still struggling, he still couldn't stand up. Zifeng still looked at Ping Yixiu. Although his voice was subtle, it clearly passed into everyone's ears: "I won, let go!"

Ping Yixiu couldn't speak for a while. He looked back at his men and looked dejected one by one. He knew that the situation was gone, shrugged and said, "this time, let you go first. You'll see." With that, he turned and left, followed by a group of people, but no one took care of the boy lying on the ground.

Then there was a heart rending cry. Bai Yihan couldn't help it anymore. She rushed up like crazy. There were Xin'er, Zi Yan and uncle Feng who had just stood down and slowly fell to the ground, but this time he was very relieved because he had gone home, and the familiar footsteps of his family sounded in the distance. It's a good moment.

Since yesterday, Bai Yihan and Xin'er have received almost all the people in the Wu family villa. They all come to see Zifeng's injury. The women are tired and exhausted, but looking at the mountains of consolation products in the lobby, they can't help smiling at each other. In the past, the house was much colder. Wu Feichen's bad temper is still good for Zifeng. But Zifeng is now lying in bed and doesn't know when he will wake up.

When Wu Hai examined Zifeng's injury yesterday, he couldn't help taking a breath of cold air. Zifeng's viscera were hit hard. Although it's not fatal, it's also very tolerable. Moreover, his limbs suffered different degrees of fractures, especially his arms. From the wrist to the shoulder blade, there were five fractures. I really don't know how Zifeng stood up at that time.

Wu Tianjie has ordered that all the medicinal materials in the medicine storehouse of Wujiazhuang should be taken out as long as they can cure Zifeng's injury. In fact, Master Wu doesn't have to say it. Wu Feihong has already ordered it.

Now, Wu Feihong is both worried and happy. What he likes is that Zifeng helped Wujiazhuang solve the crisis and let him see the hope of Wujiazhuang; The worry is that his son, Ziming, is like this. Retreating in the face of danger is not the mentality that a strong man should have. Is he wrong in his practice these years? Wu Feihong shook his head and continued to repair the ancestral temple damaged in the fight.

Ziming, hiding in his room, his eyes are dull, and he doesn't know what to think. Zimo is quietly accompanying him“ Brother, let's go out for a walk. It's not good for you to stay indoors all the time. " Zi Mo proposed without malice.

"Go out and let those people see my jokes. Wu Ziming has no face to see people since then." Wu Ziming said painfully, holding his hair in both hands.

"Brother, if you can't stand these things, you can only be mediocre for a lifetime. Even if no one mocks you now, there will be some sooner or later." Zi Mo looked at Zi Ming and scolded.

Ziming was stunned. He never thought his brother would talk to him like this, but his mind always lingered on his brother's sentence "mediocre all his life.", No, I don't want to, but, but, forget it, what should come will come after all. Who makes me always bully others before? Are my practices before Wu Ziming wrong? And I will bear the consequences today

In this way, Ziming stayed in the room all day, thinking for a long time and a lot. Then he lingered for a long time before opening the door. Ziming narrowed his eyes, shrank back a few steps, hesitated for a moment, and finally went out. The sunshine in Wujia villa was much brighter for a time.

"What do you think?" Wu Tianjie asked Wu Hai.

Wu Hai was looking at the ink knife used by Zifeng: "it's not simple. Although the material is not very good, and the main component is ink iron, its weight is really unprecedented. It should be mainly used for experience. But if you look carefully, there are many mysterious lines on the blade. It should be the masterpiece of Fu Xiu. "

"Yes, you remember when Zifeng was fighting and threw more than a dozen talismans in the middle. It seems that Zifeng has really had an adventure these days." Wu Tianjie stroked his beard and said, "however, there is a genius in the vein of our Wujia villa. Tut Tut, the martial master to the general, good guy, hahaha, go to Zifeng to have a look."

Wu Tianjie raised his feet and went out. Wu Hai followed: "don't you see your son?"

Wu Hai smiled: "that boy, rough skin and thick meat, can't die." With that, they both laughed and went out.

From a distance, there was a group of people standing at Zifeng's door. They were noisy. Wu Tianjie frowned: "all right, let's go. When Zifeng wakes up, we'll inform everyone that Zifeng is recovering from illness. Many people are not conducive to rest. Let's go and do what we should do." When they heard the speech, they reluctantly dispersed, but a thin figure slipped in secretly. Wu Tianjie couldn't see it. When he saw that it was Ziyan, he smiled bitterly and followed in quickly.

Busy up to now, Bai Yihan was finally relieved to see everyone leave. Seeing Ziyan and Wu Tianjie coming in, he got up quickly. Just about to greet, Wu Tianjie waved his big hand: "go, take me to see Zifeng." After talking, the party came to Zifeng bed.

Zifeng's complexion is obviously much better than yesterday. His complexion is as ruddy as ordinary people. When Wu Hai checked Zifeng's injury again, his face suddenly turned red and his breath was burning. He checked it carefully again. Facing the suspicious eyes of the people, he said two words: "OK."

"All right? What's good? " Wu Tianjie asked puzzled.

Wu Hai hardened his head. Although it was unimaginable, Zifeng's body was indeed unhindered and seemed stronger, but he still explained: "Zifeng's injury has healed and should wake up in a while."

Wu Tianjie carelessly 'Oh' and returned to his mind: "what?"

Bai Yihan, Xin'er and Ziyan are all overjoyed. "Really, brother Zifeng is going to wake up. That's great."

Wu Tianjie looks at Wu Hai. He knows that Wu Hai never lies, but it's incredible. Yesterday's injury needs to be recuperated for at least half a month. Unless there is the best pill or talisman, he can recover completely only by resting, and it's only one night., I don't know what to let him say. Wu Hai looked at Wu Tianjie's eyes and nodded.

Just then, Zifeng's hand opened, and his closed eyes slowly opened. What came into view were the relatives in the house, mother, Xin'er, Ziyan, Grandpa and grandpa. Zifeng has been away from home for a month. Now he sees that his relatives are here, and a long lost warmth lingers in his mind again.