Jin Feng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Chen Feng: "Just go back and ask your father."
Jin Feng is obsessed with martial arts and is not clear about some twists and turns in the mall.
But this is not a problem. You will always grow if you suffer losses.
Besides, his father, Jin Zhan, is not a fool, so how could his son not understand these things? In the future, the Jin family's property will be handed over to Jin Feng.
Besides, he just had never been in contact with it. He was naturally not a fool to practice to this extent in a place where spiritual energy was scarce in the secular world.
Some things in the shopping mall are just lacking in guidance.
Although Jin Feng didn't know it, he still responded obediently, and he would just listen to whatever Chen Feng said.
"Master, haven't Xiaoyu and Sister Jia Jia come back with you?" After a few days of holding it in my heart, Jin Feng finally asked.
In fact, he knew in his heart that Chen Feng hadn't found the two of them yet, but he just wanted to ask.
"Not yet." Chen Feng looked into the distance, the blue sky and white clouds, and the breeze blew across the leaves, making a whispering sound.
"I don't even know where they are." Chen Feng's voice was faintly undetected, and was dispersed by the wind, but it was clearly transmitted into Jin Feng's ears.
Jin Feng looked at Chen Feng's side face and wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.
"Master, you will find them." Jin Feng said this dryly.
In the face of such a thing, no words are pale and powerless.
"Go to practice, don't you know where to come and ask me."
"Yes, master." Jin Feng looked at Chen Feng's sad look and endured the stinging pain from the meridians in his body.
Just as he was talking to Chen Feng, the power in his body fluctuated a little, and Jin Feng didn't take it seriously.
Because of the damage to his legs, Jin Feng has not practiced for too long. Now he has suddenly recovered and stimulated his meridians with such high intensity. He felt that it was inevitable that he could not bear it in such a way. Just get used to it.
Chen Feng had just checked his health. What could he have? So he didn't take it seriously.
Jin Feng returned to the room and wanted to practice, but was afraid that he would absorb too much spiritual energy and his meridians would not be able to withstand it for a while. He practiced the martial arts he gave him in the past two days, and made rapid progress.
He can't practice anymore, and Jin Feng has nothing to do, so he simply takes Chen Feng's mental method to read.
As time passed, Jin Feng felt that the tingling sensation from his meridians became stronger and stronger.
"How could this happen?" Jin Feng was a little confused. He had not practiced anymore.
After enduring the stinging pain from the meridians, Jin Feng decided to ask Chen Feng clearly what was going on.
"Uh..." After a few steps, Jin Feng couldn't stand the pain.
He staggered forward with the wall, and the dense tingling sensation in his body kept stimulating his nerves.
"Master, Master..." Jin Feng shouted weakly. The pain of distance made him tremble all over his body, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.
He leaned against the wall weakly, and his meridians were almost cracking.
With a "thump", Jin Feng fell to the ground and curled up.
"Master, help, save..." Jin Feng stretched out his hand weakly and struggled to move forward.
Chen Feng, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the door. He vaguely heard someone calling him, but he couldn't hear it.
"Let's have an illusion." Chen Feng didn't take it seriously and was about to continue practicing. The little black snake hit his cheek and prevented him from practicing.
"What happened?" This was the first time Chen Feng saw it like this.
"What?" The next second, Chen Feng stood up and ran to the second floor.