"How great it would be if Xiao Jin was here! With him keeping watch for me, I can safely enter the space to practice."
After finishing the buns, Yang Ningfeng sighed softly.
Yang Ningfeng didn't go far after leaving the town. He just found a big tree in a small forest on the roadside and sat down under it. He ate all six buns. After eating, he didn't feel sleepy, so he thought about practicing, but
But when he thought that there would be no one to protect him, if this monster appeared, it would be a big trouble, and he couldn't help but think of the lost Xiao Jin.
Thinking of Xiao Jin, thinking of the first time he met Xiao Jin, thinking of the days he spent with Xiao Jin, and thinking of this guy's unscrupulous and unethical look when he ate bananas, Yang Ningfeng's lips gradually raised a smile.
"I can help you guard it!" Suddenly, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said.
"You? How can you keep it? Can you still fly out of my consciousness?" Yang Ningfeng said in surprise when he heard this.
"Haha, you don't have to fly out to defend it. When you enter the blood tiger space, can't you just not go in? Although I can't leave your consciousness, I don't enter the space. If there is any movement, I can
Let you come out of the space immediately." The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit smiled.
"Can it still be like this?"
Yang Ningfeng blinked: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Hmph, have you asked me?" The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit snorted coldly: "If you want me to help you guard it, hurry up. If you don't want me to help you, just pull it down."
"Yes, why not?"
Yang Ningfeng said quickly. As he spoke, with a thought, he already had two more white crystals placed in the Purple Spirit Space in his hand, and then directly entered the Blood Tiger Space.
This time when I came in, I saw that everything was as usual in the yard, including the rocking chair, but there was no shadow of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit on the rocking chair.
"It turns out that this guy can come in if he wants to, or if he doesn't want to." Yang Ningfeng thought to herself as she looked at the empty rocking chair.
Walking to the middle of the yard, Yang Ningfeng did not practice the sword right away, but slowly started to play the family's Leopard Chong Fist.
boom!
Suddenly, his fist shook, then punched out, hitting the wooden pile hard. With a loud noise, the wooden pile sank directly with his punch, until it was more than half submerged.
Bah!
Then the wooden pile suddenly split in the middle.
"It's really different. I wonder what will happen if I use the Tyrannical Fist?"
Seeing the wooden pile like this, Yang Ningfeng's eyes lit up and his face became happy, and then the vitality energy in his body started to circulate again, flowing quickly down his arm, and finally gathered on his fist. When Yang Ningfeng got lucky, the wooden pile recovered again
As it was, Yang Ningfeng punched the wooden pile again!
boom!
The wooden pile was directly smashed into the ground, but there were two more "bang" sounds, and then Yang Ningfeng saw that the wooden pile that had been sunk into the ground was completely cracked and torn apart.
"The feeling of strong power is great."
Yang Ningfeng rubbed his fists, then lifted up the Blood Tiger Sword that had been inserted upside down.
"I feel much lighter now."
As soon as he got the sword, he felt a big difference. Yang Ningfeng couldn't help but turn his wrist, pick up a few sword flowers, and then waved it casually a few times. He felt much more relaxed now, almost as if he was holding it before.
It's the same sword as his father's.
"drink!"
After waving a few times, Yang Ningfeng's eyes fell under the wooden pile that was now back to normal. With a soft drink, the Blood Tiger Sword slashed down angrily!
The wooden pile opened in response to the sound.
"Ha ha!!"
Seeing the wooden pile split into seven parts, Yang Ningfeng was stunned, and then couldn't help laughing!
He knows that his current strength is actually enough for him to control the Blood Tiger Sword easily. What he lacks now is how to make it faster, and the focus is on speed training.
"call……!"
Taking a deep breath, the vitality energy in the body, which is now at the level of a ninth-level master, is running with the five qi returning to the origin of the mind.
"Come again!"
Yang Ningfeng's confidence now skyrocketed and his fighting spirit was high. After the wooden stake recovered again, he breathed out fiercely. When a breath of turbid breath came out of his mouth, the hand holding the sword tightened suddenly, the sword was raised again, and then he slashed down with all his strength...
…
After staying in the Blood Tiger Space for six hours, when he came out, two hours had passed outside, but it was still dark, so Yang Ningfeng leaned against the big tree and closed his eyes.
When he woke up, it was already broad daylight, and the sunlight had become a bit fierce. Yang Ningfeng could feel a burning sensation when it shined through the branches above the big tree.
Yang Ningfeng woke up from her sleep.
There was no water around, so Yang Ningfeng had no choice but to take out some dry food that had been prepared before from the Ziling Space without washing his face, and eat some casually.
“My buns are still delicious and fresh.”
Although dry food can fill your stomach, it is not as good as freshly made steamed buns.
After eating, we went into town.
But when he entered the town and took a few steps forward, he saw a group of people gathered in front of him, and many of the people approaching him on the street shook their heads and sighed, Yang Ningfeng felt a thump in his heart, because where the crowd was in front of him.
It was the old man's bun shop where he bought buns last night.
"Hey, the Tong family is committing evil!"
"Old man Liu has relied on this bun shop to support himself all his life. If it is taken away by the Tong family, the grandfather and grandson really don't know how they will live in the future."
Two old men walked towards me. They shook their heads, sighed, and talked in low voices.
"Two old men, what happened ahead?"
Yang Ningfeng's heart moved, and when the two old men approached, she asked.
"What else can happen? The Tong family has taken a fancy to Old Man Liu's bun shop..." An old man said without thinking, his tone full of anger. But before he finished speaking, another old man looked at
After looking at Yang Ningfeng, he suddenly pulled the old man who was speaking away. After walking a few steps, the old man who was pulling him said in a low voice: "You dare to say what the Tong family said, you are looking for death, the Tong family's wealth is huge.
, and there are several people who are practitioners. If you talk nonsense, you must know that trouble comes from your mouth!"
"That's right, but I was angry and forgot..."
"You, I thought it was when you were young, but you still can't get rid of your nosy habit even now."
…
The two old men muttered and said that they were getting lucky gradually.
But Yang Ningfeng could hear most of what they said, and he already had a rough idea of what was going on. He also thought that the old man's unusual reaction last night was probably because of the Tong family.
"It's really the same everywhere, there are always some people who bully others!"
Yang Ningfeng sighed inwardly.
"Don't you want to meddle in other people's business again?" Seeing this, the voice of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit sounded: "Don't be impulsive. You can control it for a while, but you can't control it for a lifetime. Moreover, you can't afford to offend the Tong family if it happens.
Yes, don’t risk your life here.”
"Don't worry, I won't mess around."
Yang Ningfeng responded casually, and then strode towards the crowd. Before he arrived, he heard the helpless cry of a little girl coming from the crowd in the distance, and at the same time, he heard the advice of the onlookers.
.
"Old man Liu, you'd better take Xiaofeng away!"
"Yeah, it's better to have no store than no people."
…
Yang Ningfeng frowned even more tightly, walked quickly to the side of the crowd, and sneaked in skillfully.
I only saw the old man selling steamed buns sitting in front of the store. His face was bruised and swollen, and there was blood at the corners of his mouth and nose. There were obviously many dusty footprints on his clothes. Beside the old man, there was a person who looked like
She must be seven or eight years old at most, but she looks very cute. However, at this moment, the little girl with tears on her face is crying. She must be the old man's granddaughter Xiaofeng.
In front of the old uncle and grandson, stood a middle-aged man in blue, and behind the middle-aged man, there were two fierce-looking men.
"Old man, if you know how to sell this store to me, otherwise, I will come and beat you once a day until you agree. Of course, if you can stand it and like to be beaten by me every day, you can continue
, I don’t care, I have plenty of time. That’s it for today. I will come again at this time tomorrow, but I really hope that when I come back tomorrow, you will sell the store to me honestly.”
The middle-aged man in blue suddenly kicked the old man again and said in a dark voice.
After finishing, he turned around, glanced at the onlookers, and shouted: "What are you looking at? I've never seen any evil people! Get out of here, you all, and listen to me. In Anlai Town, my Tong family is here."
God, as long as we like something, who dares to say no, this old guy is a role model. Hmph!"
After yelling, he flicked his sleeves and was about to leave.
Seeing that he was about to leave, the onlookers quickly made way for him.
"snort!"
The two big men following the middle-aged man in blue glanced at the onlookers coldly and snorted coldly. The onlookers were so frightened that they quickly got out of the way. They did not dare to make a sound or even take a breath.
One bite.
The middle-aged man in blue and the two big men left in such a swagger. The onlookers looked at the backs of the three people leaving, and then looked at the helpless grandfather and grandson. Many people could only shake their heads helplessly.
Sigh, then someone tried to persuade the old uncle and grandson not to own this store, otherwise, the Tong family would beat them to death as soon as possible.
Yang Ningfeng clenched his fists and watched all this with cold eyes, but he did not take action in the end because he had thought about it just now. He could control it for a while, but he could not control it for the rest of his life. Unless he destroyed the Tong family, otherwise, he would not be able to control it today.
If we beat these three guys, as soon as they walk away, the Tong family will definitely kill their uncle and grandson. In this way, instead of helping others, he will become a harm.
"There are too many injustices in the world, and you can't take care of them all." The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit sighed.
Hearing this, Yang Ningfeng also sighed, slowly loosened his clenched fists, then turned around and left.
"grandfather!"
Just when Yang Ningfeng turned around, Xiaofeng's crying voice sounded. Hearing this sad and helpless voice, Yang Ningfeng's footsteps stopped sharply.
"Don't cry, don't cry!"
The old man's voice then sounded.
Yang Ningfeng turned around and saw Xiaofeng, who was small and frail, supporting the old man, who was limping into the store.
Looking at the lonely, helpless and desolate backs of his grandfather and grandson, Yang Ningfeng suddenly thought of how he had been bullied every day before. A strange anger suddenly rose in his heart, and his eyes turned to the blue man who had already walked away.
The backs of the three middle-aged men in clothes clenched their fists once again.
"If you want to take care of it, you should first understand the situation and the strength of the Tong family before taking care of it." The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit suddenly said.
"Didn't you say you don't want me to mind my own business?" Yang Ningfeng said strangely upon hearing this.
"Don't think that I'm so bad. Okay, I admit that I'm not a good person, but seeing these bastards come to bully a kind-hearted old man and such a cute little girl every day, I really can't stand it.
." said the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit.
"Haha, I know that if I really don't care, you won't be willing to do it?" Yang Ningfeng smiled, and said with a smile in his heart: "You are just a ruthless person, but in fact you are a good person!"
"Wrong, I'm not a good person!" the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said decisively, but then he chuckled: "But I am definitely a good Sword Spirit."
"..."
Yang Ningfeng could imagine what this guy's proud face looked like now, and couldn't help but said coldly: "Tch, good sword spirit, you really are moisturized by a little rain, and splendid by a little sunshine."
Lord!" He said, looking around, suddenly speeding up and rushing into the bun shop, then turned around and closed the door of the bun shop.