My Private Marvel System

"Dole, take us to practice cultivation, too!"

Cheng Li was full of expectation, while You Da was still wood-like, but his straight eyes were filled with yearning, once again convinced by Dole's great action.

"Yeen...I just came into contact with this practice. I haven't figured out a doorway. When I'm fully engaged, I will take you to practice together." Dole stopped his erratic footsteps, still carrying his hands, learning from adults. Feeling dry cough a few times.

"Good." Cheng Li and You Da nodded expectantly.

In the dense forest, a bonfire was lit, and a simple stove made of several stones was placed on the side of the bonfire. A large earthen pot was placed on the stove, and the smell of fish was diffused. Cheng Li scooped a large bowl of soup from the pot, and graciously brought it to Doer, who was lying far away with Erlang's legs raised on one side. There were fish and shrimp in the soup, smiling flatly:

"Dole, the soup is smelling, drink it quickly."

Smelling the scent of floating fish, watching the small fish and shrimps in the soup, Dole kept spitting on his saliva. It was the first time he enjoyed such a treatment when he grew up. It was not bad to be flattered and courteous. He took a big bowl and blew a few breaths into the soup. He took a few mouthfuls, and then stretched out a hand to grab a small fish from the soup and put it in his mouth. I guess this meal would be fine again. Take care of the belly for a day.

At dusk, Dole was sitting at the entrance of his cave, holding the baby old book, turning over and turning it over, hoarding his thoughts and making a small abacus to see how long, wind, literature, and learning, w☆±★t can you skip it The steps of slamming the big tree and going straight down to practice, this skin pain is simply not human. After a few days, Liu Si taught him a few big characters. The tadpoles in this book still recognize you, and you don’t recognize them. After turning his head a few times, he couldn't figure out a solution. Put the book on your head in one hand. I want to fall asleep again.

"Dole." Liu Si walked out of the dense forest.

"Uncle Liuss." Dole opened the book. Stand up hurriedly.

"Dole, have you finished your practice today?"

"It's done, it's done." He nodded with a guilty conscience, but stretched his hands behind his back unconsciously.

"Dole, stretch out your hand." Dole's subtle movement did not escape Ruth's eyes.

Dole tremblingly stretched out his hands from behind and spread them out in front of Ruth.

"Turn your hands over."

Slowly turned his back over again.

"You bastard, I can't teach you anymore. You'd better go and practice by yourself!" Liuss was furious, and his face sternly roared, as if it could not tolerate Dole's deception. After roaring, he turned and strode forward. Walked without looking back.

I've never seen Ruth so angry. On this Sea Eagle Island, except for Emily, Uncle Ruth really cared about him, although he was not as kind and gentle as Emily. But the lonely boy didn't want to lose this few cares. Seeing Ruth angrily left, Dole pointed at the disappearing figure. Shouted ashamed:

"Uncle Liuss, I was wrong."

One step rushed to a big tree. Raising a pair of small fists, flat bangs banged towards the thick tree trunk. Liusi couldn't help but stop the rushing steps in his ears, and slowly turned around, looking at the thin figure of the impulsive young man.

"One hundred and fifty, one hundred and fifty-one, one hundred and fifty-two." He muttered silently, his fists getting slower and slower, his hands were **** and bloody, and there was pain like a heart, but the slow fist still didn't stop.

"One hundred and ninety-eight, one hundred and ninety-nine, two hundred." His teeth bit his lips tightly, and the blood stained his lips. The slamming hands finally stopped, hanging weakly under his waist, and stopped even more. Pain, but persisted without shed tears.

Liu Si looked in his eyes, and his iron-green face couldn't help being moved. He seemed to see the perseverance and stubbornness hidden in the sloppy boy. He walked in a few strides again, took out a small ceramic bottle from his arms, and opened the cap. . He grabbed his **** hand, turned the bottle over, and the black powder poured on his wound, grabbed the other hand, and poured the black powder on the same.

After doing all this, I shook the bottle, pretending to be a heartache, and sighed slightly:

"I bought this bottle of'Perfect Quick-acting Hemostatic Powder' for twenty taels of silver in'Sami City', and your kid used half of my bottle at once."

The black powder stuck to the wound, and the blood stopped at once, and a refreshing sensation spread all over the body, the pain was greatly reduced, and he looked at Russ casually as if nothing had happened. Scared Luo was still a little uneasy, but now he relaxed a lot, grinning silly at Ruth.

"Doll, I'll teach you more about how to operate Huna." Lius picked up the old book again and turned a few pages.

Under the moonlight, Dole sat cross-legged on the ground, cultivating in accordance with the mental method taught by Ruth, the breath flowing slowly in the aura, like a trickle, this huna movement is the introductory skill of the mental method. If you say squatting, slamming big trees and the like, you only need perseverance and strength, and the cultivation of this mental method relies on comprehension and meditation.

Liu Si didn't see how good Doer's aptitude, how high his talents, but the simple little head of Fadoer of Huna is more than enough, and it will not take long to realize it.

‘Hemi City’s tall and magnificent ‘hot’ mansion, in the empty forest garden, shouted. Four sturdy guards of the palace surrounded Xiangsi with long swords in their hands. Amidst the loud shouts, the four figures seemed to be like electric lights rushing towards Xiangsi Feiyu from the front, rear, left, and right directions. The sword was vigorous and the cold light was sharp. In the blink of an eye, the sword light cast heavy phantoms and enveloped the little boy in the sword In the net of the sky and the earth under the shadow, he was about to sprinkle blood on his head in an instant.

A fiery red light flashed through the pupils, like two burning flames, standing like a young man under the shadow of a phantom sword. The black pupils in the fiery red eyes suddenly enlarged, but the much weaker figure stood upright like loose, concentrating on it.

A circle of flame burned out of thin air around Xiangsi Feiyu, enclosing his figure in the flame. It slashed down quickly, and the piercing sword light touched the burning flame as if it hit a copper wall and iron wall, and could no longer go deep.

This is the spiritual power condensed by the ‘eyes’, solidifying the flames and turning them into a hard shield ‘Fire Shield’ to block all hard attacks. Just two or three months. Xiangsi Feiyu's cultivation has improved a lot.

The four palace guards were dumbfounded. The color of horror is self-evident. Unexpectedly, at such a young age, the little prince would have cultivated "Lou Mu" to such a realm. Known as the first genius of the Xiangsi family in five hundred years, his speed of cultivation is incredible.

Xiangsi Feiyu lifted one hand slowly, with such a calm aura, as if everything was under control, and at a young age he had a tolerance that was not commensurate with his age. The clenched hands suddenly opened, and the solidified flames suddenly burned toward the guards on all sides, instantly returning to its original form.

Condensed the flame of spiritual power. The morphological change between turning hands is impermanent, which is already the ultimate limit of the ‘flame’ stage of the ‘eyes’ technique.

The flames rushed forward, and the four guards hurriedly backed backwards, but the backing figure was comparable to the speed of the flame, and the figure was instantly enveloped in the flame. Xiangsi Feiyu closed his eyes silently, and the fiery red light disappeared between his eyes. Amidst the panic of the guards, the flame disappeared invisibly as if it appeared out of thin air.

"Hahaha. It's not bad. It's worthy of being the first true genius of the Xiangsi family. He has such a realm at a young age. There is a bright future!"

There was a burst of laughter, and the two figures appeared in Lin Yuan for unknown time. Xiang Sixue stood side by side with a middle-aged man who was about the same age. This person's appearance was somewhat similar to Xiang Sixue, but he was a lot fatter, with a big belly, and his eyes flashed with imperceptible jealousy under his open smile.

"The'Prince Zhong' praised my son too much. What kind of climate can his practice become? He just tried his best to avoid ruining the powers inherited from our Xiangsi family."

Xiang Sixue stood by her side, her words were very humble, but neither humble nor overbearing.

"Hehehe, you are always so low-key, do you want your son to become like you too! This will bury a generation of British talents in my empire." The middle prince pointed at Xiang Sixue, still smiling, what? Seeing is also not smiling.

"What the prince said, I'm just doing what people and ministers should follow." Xiang Sixue smiled freely.

"Feiyu, come and meet your uncle's prince." Xiang Sixue said to Xiangsi Feiyu after smiling.

'Prince of Middle' Xiangsitai, the second brother of Emperor Xiangsibo of the Longse Empire, and cousin of Xiang Sixue, not only hereditary the first-class king of the'Prince of Middle', but also joined the military machine cabinet to worship the prime minister. It can be said that there is less than one person and more than ten thousand people, and power is in the hands. In the 500 years since the founding of the Longse Empire, there was only one person from the ruling and the opposition, that is, the first-class prince and worshipped the minister.

Xiang Si Feiyu ran over, and after meeting with his uncle and nephew, Xiang Sixue and the two Xiangsitai brothers walked to the front hall of the palace. In the spacious and heavy palace hall, the two kings sit side by side on a large armchair carved out of huanghuali large wood. Although their status is different, they are of the same royal clan and are not divided into upper and lower heads.

A pretty little maid holding a tea tray in her hand, walked up gracefully. There were two cups of jasmine in the tray. Although it was covered with a tea cover, it could not conceal the fragrance. Put two cups of fragrant tea lightly on the coffee table between the two big chairs, and the maid walked away again.

Both of them seemed to be uninterested in this fragrant tea. After pondering for a moment, Xiang Sixue spoke first:

"The prince of the middle is the first and the second as the king, and he is far away from the capital and visits my remote island in person. I don't know what the important thing is for the prince."

It seems that Xiang Sixue still does not know the purpose of Xiang Sitai at this moment.

"This king came here for two reasons, one is to patrol the border on the order of the emperor, and the other is about the robbery of the imperial ship." Xiang Sitai said slowly.

Xiang Sixue's original calm face felt a little dignified after hearing this. Although the imperial ship was hijacked and he did not neglect his duty, after all, he had handled it and returned from Dee Island, which was more or less implicated in him. .

"Twenty years ago, I visited Haimi City once, and today I will come again as if I was dreaming of a city in the sky. The prosperous avenues are crowded with merchants, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Brother Fit just managed to manage this overseas island in an orderly manner. Wang Ding will ask the emperor to play."

Xiang Sitai smiled and turned his head to look at Xiang Sixue, still the usual skinny smile.

"Thank you, Brother Wang, for your kind words." Xiang Sixue shook her hands together and thanked him.

"This pirate has been robbing merchant ships from various countries for a long time, but this is not my country's business, so the emperor intends to strengthen the protection of the country's merchant ships, and has no intention to eradicate it. Now these pirates dare to hijack the imperial ship, rampant God. The emperor finally moved the holy rage and determined to eradicate these pirates." Xiang Sitai stared at Xiang Sixue, watching his expression closely.

"These pirates are indeed too arrogant, and I also hate it, but it is a pity that my Diet Island is weak and powerless, otherwise I would have sent troops to fight." Xiang Sixue looked indignant.

Xiang Stai looked disappointed in his eyes, and his smile turned strange and unpredictable:

"It has been living overseas for a long time, and I must have a clear view of the situation in the seas of our empire, so this king is ordered by the emperor to ask you to find out these islands entrenched by pirates within one month, so that our emperor’s division can accurately strike, if necessary You can even use the power of the Black Fire Institute."

"There are so many islands in the vast ocean, not to mention these pirates are so shrewd. The so-called Cunning Rabbit Three Caves often have several hiding places for a group of pirates, and even pirates in other countries' waters often flee to our waters for looting. It seems a bit difficult to fully understand. "Xiang Sixue frowned slightly, her expression distressed.

"I also know the difficulty of the king's brother, so before coming here, I have sent a special envoy to meet with the other four big countries. The four countries have long been burnt by the robbery of these pirates, and they hate it. Therefore, I strongly support our country's fight against pirates, and I even want our country. When I talk about combating pirates, every country promises to let our military ships sail in their waters. Brother Wang only needs to find out where the most powerful pirates are entrenched. The rest of the army will travel bravely, and then slowly clean up in the future. ." Xiang Sitai's conversation turned, this combination of steel and softness is the best at it. Seeing that it is for Xiang Sixue's sake, it has already given him no room for maneuver.

"It's better to be respectful than fate, I will do my best to live up to the trust of the emperor." Xiang Sixue bowed his hands again.

Xiang Stei laughed, lifted the teacup and opened the lid, the aroma was overflowing, and he rushed towards him, took a sip, put it down and said slowly:

"My king is going to inspect the gold mines on this island. I won't bother with official duties anymore. I will leave for the mainland tomorrow."

After talking about standing up and trying to walk, Xiang Sixue also stood up closely:

"Brother Wang is bumpy along the way. The'Hemi City' is not comparable to the capital of the country, and there are not many clean and elegant places. Although our mansion is small, there are several elegant houses. The prince can live in our mansion if he doesn't dislike it."

"Haha, the king's heart is warm, but the emperor has an edict, no one who goes out on official business can live in the official mansion, you and I are the royal family, how can you take the lead in breaking the rules, I see this station in the'Hemi City' That’s pretty good~www.ltnovel.com~ Xiang Sitai walked outside the hall after shaking his hands and pacing, and Xiang Sitai naturally sent them side by side until they walked out of the palace gate. Send off Xiang Sitai, Xiang Si Xue turned around and walked back to the hall, her face pale, and she sat back on the Huanghuali chair.

Picking up the tea cup on the coffee table, just uncovering the tea lid a little and then re-covering it, the iron-green face snorted, and the color of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he placed the tea cup again with one hand, but the full tea did not splash on the wood. A few times.

"Bring the wind." said coldly toward the door.

In less than a moment, a thin and slender figure stepped into the palace of the palace. It looked like he was in his fifties, but he was full of energy, with bright eyes, and although it was not a crane of hair and a beautiful face, he was a fairy wind. A blue cloth shirt, looks very simple, but it is difficult to suppress that demeanor.

Feng Yang walked in and sat on the wooden chair under Xiang Sixue, unconstrained, and seemed to often enter and leave the palace hall. Xiang Sixue picked up the teacup again, took a sip, put down the teacup, and returned to his previous calmness:

"Xiang Stai just came here." (To be continued...)

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