The brothers who traveled westward in those years

Chapter 532 0533
"I have a very strange thing. I was born to be a dish. I only gave birth to it after my mother died. After it died, my mother will still be there." Feng Yang said such an anagram without haste.

At the same time, Feng Yang changed from squatting to sitting on the ground, his situation was not optimistic.If it wasn't for the strong support just now, it probably won't take long to fall down.The aura was used up too quickly, and Feng Yang's air circulation was already overloaded.The body could not recover, and the limbs began to fail.

But he can't admit it, it has nothing to do with who the opponent is, although Wukong ruined his plan.But he has already reached an agreement with the royal family, and since Huang Chong agreed to him, he is not worried that the royal family, which values ​​promises more than their lives, will lose their trust, not to mention that Huang Chong is still the patriarch of the royal family.

First let the remaining spiritual energy circulate in the body for a small circle, and then gather a trace of spiritual energy in the dantian.Squinting his eyes to scan Wukong who was still thinking about the crossword puzzle, Feng Yang closed his eyes again.With both hands on his knees, his thumb pressing the tip of his middle finger, he silently recited a healing spell that he was lucky enough to get.

With the abundant flow of spiritual energy in his body, Feng Yang's spiritual power gradually increased.The bloodless face regained some color, and the limbs were not as stiff as before. Although they were still a little uncontrollable, at least they could make fists and beat their legs.

"Almost recovered?"

Seeing Feng Yang looking at him, Wu Kong said something confusing.But hearing these words, Feng Yang's face changed slightly, and then he nodded slowly.

Now that Wukong has seen his situation, Fengyang naturally doesn't need to hide any more.If the opponent really wanted to make a move, he might have already made a move on him just now.Compared with now, Feng Yang just now was powerless to fight back.Not to mention Wukong with amazing fighting power, even his guards can kill him by pulling out any one.

However, his position in the hearts of those people is irreplaceable.Those people were all cultivated by him since he was a child. Although they looked quite old, they were actually not much younger than Feng Yang.

Perhaps because of all the ups and downs he had experienced since he was a child, Feng Yang has always disliked those young masters from big families.I also don't like to deal with those scholars who speak well, but like to deal with those farmers who can only grow crops in their lifetime.

No one would believe it if it was said that the nurses in Feng Yang's family were all born in real estate.The eldest was already an adult when he followed him, and the youngest followed Feng Yang when he was only six years old.

Of course, Feng Yang at that time was not as good as it is now, but he was more loyal then than now.Seeing injustice on the road, there are many things that draw swords to help, and people are also offended.But he believes in a truth, the fist is the most effective.No matter it is black or white, whoever has a hard fist can speak well.

Having reached this point, Feng Yang no longer has the will to compete with Wukong.He only hoped that Wukong and the little girl would leave as soon as possible, and then he would try his best to recover his spiritual power and discuss with those alliance leaders.

Wukong smiled and said nothing, just stared at Fengyang intently, didn't speak or get up, just sat there with a smiling face, and then looked at Fengyang.

"Have you taken it?"

After a long time, Wukong asked aloud.

Feng Yang said: "Didn't you guess it yet?"

Wukong pointed to a dead tree behind him and said, "Do you still need me to say it?"

Feng Yang sighed, and cupped his fists helplessly at Wukong to salute.This is the highest etiquette for their martial arts practitioners to express their respect, and it is also a way he wants to express his mood at this time.

Seeing Feng Yang's eyes that kept rolling, Wukong waved his hand to the two guards beside him, and then whispered something into one of the guards' ears.

Then he looked at Feng Yang and said: "You ask him to bring a pan of boiling oil, and I will give you another chance. If you win, I will bow down to you. If you lose, you will be convinced."

One has two but no three, no matter how good a temper is, it is impossible for others to say that and not get angry.What's more, Feng Yang has always had a fiery temper, the reason why he is relatively quiet now is nothing more than because he is beyond his power.If he recovers his spiritual power now, he will beat Wukong to vomit blood in minutes.

The two guards carried an oil pan, filled it with oil, and a big fire started under the pan.After a while, the oil started to roll, facing Feng Yang with a puzzled expression, Wukong took out a copper coin from his pocket.Throwing it into the oil pan with a clang, smiled and made a please gesture to Fengyang, saying: "Fill it out, I count you as the winner!"

"Dream you, if you can fish it out, I will worship you as my teacher!"

"I wipe!"

What Wukong was waiting for was this sentence. After Feng Yang had just said that sentence, Wukong reached into the frying pan quickly.The scalding hot oil completely submerged Wukong's entire hand.Then his hand was pulled out in an instant, and the copper coin that had just been thrown in was between his fingers.Wukong with a bright smile on his face tilted his head to look at Fengyang who lowered his head.

Feng Yang has devoted himself to cultivating these years, so he doesn't have much time to see the outside world.Before he said those words, an old nursing home wanted to remind him.Some jugglers once performed this unique skill in the village, throwing copper coins into the oil pan, and then fished out the copper coins with bare hands.

The old nursing home didn't know where the trick was, but he knew that as long as he mastered the trick, his hands would be fine.

Standing up and patting the dirt on his buttocks, Wukong strode up to Feng Yang, bent down and patted Feng Yang who was sitting on the floor, and said with a smile, "Don't be mean, my good apprentice."

When Feng Yang heard those three words, his body trembled, and then he had a feeling of déjà vu.But he didn't go to see Wukong, but ordered people to send Wukong and the little girl away as soon as possible.

When Wukong and the little girl left the back garden, the rest of the nursing homes returned to their respective positions.Feng Yang was the only one left, and moved from the stone road to under the big tree.

It is said that it is good to enjoy the shade under a big tree, but who knows that the person who planted the tree will never wait for it to grow into a big tree.

What should a person be most proud of?
Had brothers when you were younger?Having fame as an adult?Marry a beautiful daughter-in-law?Create a family business with no worries about food and drink?

Feng Yang had thought about all these things before, but what made him most proud was that he had never cared about them since he was a child.The more you cherish it, the more it will become a regret. If it weren't for the encouragement of your parents, Fengyang would never have achieved what he is now.But he has achieved now, but no one can share it.

The book says that the most painful thing in life is when I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I like you.And the most painful thing in life is that you know that I like you, but you can't be with me.

But in Feng Yang's view, the most painful thing in life is not getting and having lost.If you want it, no matter how hard you try, you can't get it. When you look away, no matter if the glory is lost.

(End of this chapter)