The male ticket is the lighthouse jellyfish [Live]

After all, Du Feng is old, he practiced late, and he has never done professional training before, never practiced dancing or martial arts, and his bones are stiff.

Although the old man washed away the impurities in his bones, and used all kinds of strange medicines to reduce the bone age, but if he hasn't practiced, he has never practiced, and Du Feng still can't keep up.

The old man's cultivation method is too different from his, so it's hard to guide him. Basically, it depends on which spell is suitable for Du Feng, and he will leave it to Du Feng.

Du Feng was mostly perfunctory, and he was very active in front of the old man. He also painted a semicircle and made a full circle. When the old man was gone, he immediately showed his true nature and couldn't hold on.

The old man knew about it, but he had no choice but to use this opportunity to deal with Du Feng.

Du Feng was miserable too, the splits were too difficult for him, and it wasn't just one or two strokes, which forced him to persist for 10 minutes, and both legs were useless.

"If you eat hard, you will become a master." The grandfather pressed his calf with both hands, and applied medicine to him with both hands. It is better to apply cold medicine to the hot place.

Du Feng kept yelling, but he didn't stop. He gritted his teeth and persisted.

He has a bad habit. He likes to be forced. It is difficult to let him practice the splits on his own initiative, but if the grandfather forces him, he will let nature take its course. All in all, he needs a strict teacher, preferably the one who holds The kind that whips him from behind, otherwise he really doesn't have much enthusiasm.

After more than ten minutes, Du Feng couldn't take it anymore. The old man watched his indescribable posture for more than ten minutes without mentioning it. The pain and shame were overwhelming, and he shrank his legs and tried to escape.

"I've been out for too long, they should be suspicious, send me back quickly!" Du Feng's face was blood red, which was caused by excessive force.

The old man slapped him on the butt with one free hand, "Don't worry, I changed the time in Xiaotiandi to 1 minute outside and one day inside, that is to say, it won't be too late for you to go back after five days, and it's only 5 minutes outside .”

Du Feng: "..."

"You still plan to train me for five days?" Damn it, I can't stand it for a day.

"Isn't it?" The old man glanced at him, "Who made you so weak."

Du Feng: "..."

"I'm not weak, it's because you are too demanding!" Someone like him is still considered weak, and even leapfrogged the challenge.

The old man shook his head, "You are too easy to be satisfied, and this world is so big, there are so many wonders, there are even more powerful worlds outside our world, those geniuses don't say it is a leapfrog challenge, even leapfrog killing is no problem." He rolled his eyes while talking, "It's like you, even if you have good skills and weapons in your hands, you are still being suppressed and beaten. You can only use tricks to get around, and you don't do your job properly."

Du Feng sweated profusely, "Is there really such a world and people?"

The old man nodded very seriously, "I can still lie to you."

Du Feng was dubious, "Since they are already so good, why should they fight so hard?"

"For survival and longevity." The more monks, the more afraid of death, so they can only climb up desperately, and other worlds are not so peaceful.

Because of his cruelty, the genius over there adapts to the role very quickly, and he has an advantage over Du Feng, who can beat him in the same realm.

Du Feng was silent, "So I'm still very weak?"

He stopped screaming, as if he was hit by the old man, or aroused some kind of dissatisfaction, and wanted to compare with those geniuses. After all, he was also carefully cultivated by the old man. Whether it is resources or mentality, let him Asking is no worse than those geniuses.

The old man was also idle, refining all the cultivator's skills and treasures that had been defeated by him. His idea was to sell them for money or to use them urgently, but the money was not sold. Instead, Du Feng was given a lot of choice. He can choose the skills and weapons that suit him.

Because he yearns for freedom more in his heart, and he is also loose, so the most suitable for him is the free mind method and sword method.

The others are all given by his mother, which can be regarded as a kind of inheritance, which is most suitable for him, so he must practice. In addition, he still lacks some secrets and supernatural powers of Shenlong.

Grandpa didn't have any secrets about Shenlong's exercises and supernatural powers. I don't know if they kept them privately or they really didn't. After all, Du Feng has the blood of dragons, and it would be bad for him to kill dragons and tell them about it.

Du Feng held on for another ten minutes, but this time he finally couldn't hold on anymore, and the old man let him go and let him rest and come back again.

Afterwards, he put him in N postures one after another, similar to some more tricky ones, such as splits, sideways splits, up and down splits, pressure splits, one-legged and double-legged ones, just like a little girl practicing dancing, each movement is more than one movement Disaster.

"I didn't expect to live for more than [-] years, but I still have to practice the splits."

The key is to split the fork, the grandfather refused to let him wear clothes in order to punish him, the indescribable places were exposed, and the grandfather was allowed to browse.

"Grandpa didn't dress me to practice the splits because he wanted to see it?" In fact, it was very deliberate to ask him to practice the splits all of a sudden, and most of the poses he poses can reveal indescribable places. Du Feng guessed that the old man wanted to do it again, but he couldn't find an excuse, so he wanted him to make a mistake first and then hehehe.

So insidious.

Facts have proved that Du Feng guessed right, he was indeed H, because there are still three or four days left, so the old man did not have any worries, and he did it for a long time.

The next day, Du Feng was almost paralyzed, especially between his legs, which felt soft and burning.

The old man next to him was still asleep, very quiet, lying on his side, with half of his face buried in the pillow, the exposed half of his face was delicate and beautiful, with fair and transparent skin, red lips and white teeth, he looked like a young boy.

I don't know how old the old man is, and he is still pretending to be young. He looks younger than Du Feng, and he looks like a teenager.

Du Feng stared at it for a while, and was about to touch it with his hands. After all, this opportunity was once in a lifetime. If he didn't bully the old man's face, it would be a waste of him being done for so long yesterday.

A milky voice suddenly sounded, "What do you want to do?"

Du Feng chuckled, "Of course he was bullying him."

He refers to the old man, who is usually righteous, but in fact he is no less wretched, and loves money and treasures even more than Du Feng, but he has never met anyone he likes. If the one that moves him, such as Tianhong Small World, put The entire small world was emptied, and the small world was not let go, and it was integrated into its own small world.

Of course, it is undeniable that it is also because of his nature that Xiaotiandi can reach its current scale, prosperity and prosperity.

There are flowers, grass, landscapes, animals, birds and blue sky inside.

Du Feng thought about it and withdrew his thoughts, "This guy has done me a disservice."

In front of others, he tried his best to slander the old man, picking his nose, digging his toes, he was very hypocritical and particular, in short, he said what was bad, and tried to lower the image of the old man, so as not to give others a chance to like him.

When others heard that there were so many shortcomings, they dispelled unnecessary thoughts. The old man was also magnanimous. Although he knew it, he never said it. Occasionally, when he slandered him in front of him, he would smile helplessly, and then rubbed Du Feng's head vigorously. Said he was naughty again or something.

"Why did he make you miserable?" The childish voice sounded again.

Du Feng was about to answer when he got up suddenly, who is it?

How could it be in Xiaotiandi?

And it seemed to be right next to the bed, the voice was very close.

There was a weird bump on the bed, as if there was something underneath.

Du Feng had folded the quilt before, so he didn't pay attention to it. When he looked closely, he found that something was wrong. Why did he seem to be moving?

He lifted the quilt violently, revealing a small doll, similar in appearance to the old man, but smaller than him by countless times, only the size of a baby, like a shrunken version of the old man.

Du Feng was taken aback, "I gave birth to Xiao He Shui?"

Overnight, two big men, he was high all night, and gave birth to a little He Shui the next day?So the question is, where did he come from?In the chrysanthemum?

Speaking of which, chrysanthemums do hurt.

Du Feng stretched out his hand and touched it. His chrysanthemum is closed, and it is impossible to give birth to such a big doll.

Could it be grandpa's birth?

Du Feng quickly went to pick off the pajamas on the old man, broke his legs and wanted to touch him in an indescribable place, but was stopped by the doll.

"what are you doing?"

"My wife gave birth to a baby for me, of course I will give him medicine." Du Feng said righteously.

"It wasn't born." The little baby said in an old-fashioned tone, not like a newborn, but like an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, "I am He Shui."

Du Feng's eyes widened suddenly, "He Shui?"

"Great He Shui gave birth to Little He Shui?"

The doll glared at him, "This is my clan's innate supernatural power, just like ordinary animals shedding their shells." He pointed to the sleeping grandpa, "This is the shell I took off, which contains my complete body. For the sake of harmony, it can be refined into a clone, or it can be transformed into the purest blood and strength, and return to my body."

Du Feng listened in a daze, "How could this happen?"

Xiao Heshui didn't take it seriously, "Otherwise you think how I can live forever, and I will transform when the time comes, and the transformed me will only be stronger."

Du Feng still felt a little unbelievable. When he woke up, his husband turned into a doll. The little one couldn't be smaller, and his future happiness would not be guaranteed.

"How... have you become so weak?"

Only in the early stage of foundation establishment, he is weaker than Du Feng, and his cultivation can be seen through at a glance, which is not in line with what the old man said.

The old man said that he would only get stronger and stronger, but Du Feng didn't see how strong he was, but felt that he was much weaker.

But the old grandpa Xiaocheng is like this, doesn't it just mean that his opportunity has come?

Du Feng chuckled, and stepped forward dishonestly, ready to do this and that to the little old man.

As soon as he had this idea, the little old man knew it, raised his hand with a sneer, and the big old man lying on the bed immediately turned into the purest blood energy and strength, rushed into his body, and his cultivation was also steadily increasing. Gao Sheng, from the early stage of foundation establishment to the middle and late stages, and then to Jindan, Yuanying, and even higher realms.

boom!

He slapped Du Feng with his palm, and Du Feng was like a kite with a broken string, smashing through the bed frame and the wall with a whoosh, and fell into the garden outside.

Du Feng: "..."