I don't know how long it took, Jun Wufeng woke up.
He never thought that he could wake up, and there was a tingling sensation from his head.
He knew that it was probably the young man named Ling Feng saved himself.
That teenager is indeed good, but unfortunately, he is very clear about his own situation. He has been much time.
"Woohoo ..."
A burst of sobbing came, and Jun Wufeng opened his eyes difficultly, just felt something, pressed on his chest.
He barely looked at, it turned out to be a petite figure, lying on his chest and crying.
Not Jun Wanyi, who is it?
"Woohoo, dad, how can you become like this!"
Jun Wanyi cried, in her mind, Dad was the omnipotent hero.
However, this great hero, seven or eight years, is not much time when it comes out.
"Little 7."
Jun Wufeng asked softly, and when he heard Jun Wufeng's voice, Jun Wanyi raised his head sharply and excitedly: "Daddy, you wake up, you finally wake up!"
Her eyes have already become red and swollen. After knowing the situation of Jun Wufeng, she didn't know how many times she cried.
After hearing the voice of Jun Wanyi, the door of the room was immediately pushed away. Soon, the elders in many ethnic groups, as well as the children of Jun Wufeng, and Ling Feng and Yu Yaoyao, rushed in.
Jun Bu San and Jun are not the first, it is the first to be a brunt.
From the mouth of Jun Jiuyou and Ling Feng, they have heard of the original committee of things.
No one expected that Jun Wu's delusion was so rebellious that he dared to attack the patriarch.
It is a pity that when Jun Bu San and they came to the teacher to ask for sin, Jun Wu delusioned, but he had taken his son and some relatives to leave Jiuyou Shenshan.
"Well, I didn't expect that the beast without delusion was so vicious!"
Jun Bu San sighed lightly, looking at Jun Wufeng on the bed, he couldn't help shaking his head.
A good patriarch, just a young age, but what does it look like now?
It is obviously older than yourself.
"That little king and eight eggs have not been a good thing since childhood. I knew this early. I really should kill the boy early, and it will not develop into this step today!"
Jun Bu, he scolded and grinned.
"Two elders should have no fate."
Jun Wufeng smiled bitterly, his gaze glanced in the room, but he did not see Jun Jiuyou's figure, sighed, and slowly said: "Three elders, four elders, I know that there is not much time.
There is one thing, I hope that the two can be agreed. I hope the two and help Jiuyou's child. Since today, he is the chief of the Jiuyou family. "
"Don't worry."
Jun Bu nodded three times, "As long as my old guy is not dead, no one wants the idea of the patriarch of the family."
"Yes, the patriarch I acknowledged, only a nine boy!"
Jun Bu snorted lightly, his eyes swept away in the room, which was a warning.
"There are two elders who assisted, I ... can rest assured."
Jun Wufeng nodded, "It's just that I'm afraid of the child, it's too extreme ... If he only wants to take revenge for me, I'm afraid, it's not a good thing."
"Hey, that kid is very beautiful, just like you when you are young, it is exactly the same."
Jun Bu San shook his head, "From your coma to now, it has been three days. The kid closed himself in the room for a whole day, and then he started to practice day and night.
Okay! "
"Dad is going to leave me, my brother ignores me."
Jun Wanyi flushed his eyes: "Woohoo, why, why do things become like this now, I don't want this kind of brother, I don't want your father, you die, oh ..."
Listening to the cry of Jun Wanyi crying, it was almost urging the liver and intestines, which made people feel heartache.
Everyone sighed secretly, but no one knew how to comfort this little girl.
In other words, comfort is also futile.
Ling Feng sighed lightly and exited the room silently. This kind of life and death was really depressed.
Nympho
Shang Tianfeng, played on the martial arts field.
Boom!
From time to time, there was a sound of fried sounds on the martial arts field of Shangtianfeng. The entire performance of the martial arts field has been bombarded.
People dare not get closer.
What caused all this is Jun Jiuyou.
After integrating Jun Wufeng's god pattern, Jun Jiuyou's strength has improved a lot, but he can't be happy at all.
If he can choose, he would rather not.
After a whole day, he finally found his goal.
revenge!
Revenge your father!
He had to slaughter the Jun without arrogance and let him pay for blood debt.
Therefore, he began to cultivate crazy cultivation, and it seemed that the only meaning of life was revenge.
"Is the young man crazy, he has occupied the martial arts for two days! Whoever dares to approach, he will be thrown out by him."
"This guy is definitely crazy, the patriarch is about to die, and he didn't see him to take a look!"
"I heard that the patriarch passed his god pattern to him before it was like this. He really had no conscience!"
Outside the martial arts field, some disciples beaten by Jun Jiuyou had resentment and couldn't help but ridicule.
At this time, a figure came from not far away, and it was Ling Feng.
Hearing these malicious speculations, Ling Feng couldn't help shaking his head. This world is often so. People usually just see the surface.
Jun Jiuyou's inner pain, they don't understand at all!
Without arguing with these indifferent people, Ling Feng watched Jun Jiuyou in the Yanwu Farm, and his figure flashed, flying away.
"Brother Ling!"
Jun Jiuyou's eyes were red and blood was full of blood, and when he saw that the person was Ling Feng, he first stunned, and immediately pinched his fist, gritted his teeth: "Come right, come, play with me."
"OK."
Ling Feng nodded, "Since you want to fight, then play a good game!"
Ling Feng's arm shook, all the dozen of them were destroyed, and they were already holding in the palm.
Well!
As soon as the figure flashed, Jun Jiuyou was like a furious male lion, which had already appeared in front of Ling Feng. In the palm of his palm, the wind and thunder were surging.
"!"
As soon as Ling Feng Jianfeng was swinging, the backhand was a trick "Xuan Tian Breaking the Cloud Sword", Xuan Tianjianwei broke out, Jun Jiu's martial arts change slightly, gritted: "Brother Ling, are you moving?"
"Since you want to fight, it is naturally real, so do you do, don't have to stay!"
Ling Feng stared at Jun Jiuyou and had a long sword in his hands. He was not merciless.
"Okay, let's come!"
Jun Jiuyou hit a bit of real fire, and the eyes of the eyes became more sharp, the eyebrows, and the god pattern flickered, and finally took out his true strength.