Feng Beiming

Someone came to the house, Feng Mingqing didn't seem happy about it, Feng Mingxin saw that his brother was the same as usual, but he was more silent, seemed a little displeased, Feng Mingxin didn't dare to provoke him at this time , I just obediently go to the bamboo forest to practice Kung Fu by myself every morning.

I have been practicing here with Feng Mingqing for more than two years, but Feng Ming has never understood why Feng Mingqing urged him like this, and there is a bigger doubt. Mingqing's self-discipline became more and more obvious.

How did my brother get his martial arts?

This is like a riddle, no matter how Feng Mingxin guesses, he can't get the answer. After practicing seriously all morning, at noon when the sun is at its highest, Feng Mingxin is covered in sweat and sticky and wet. On the arm exposed from the sleeve, there are still a few light-colored traces, those were beaten by Feng Mingqing with a bamboo stick when he failed to practice earlier, they were everywhere on his body before, and Feng Ming was in pain more than once With tears in her eyes, she stared at Feng Mingqing pitifully, but Feng Mingqing was not moved at all, and still urged him to practice qigong sternly.

Looking back on the past, Feng Mingxin couldn't help but frowned, put down his sleeves and took the bamboo rattan to practice again, but suddenly a stone flew over and hit Feng Mingxin's elbow, causing his entire arm to go numb in pain.

"Who!" Feng Ming glared furiously, turned his head to look around, but there was no one there.

"Your swordsmanship is ugly, it's better not to practice it well." A young man's voice came from all around, teasing and joking: "I see that you haven't improved at all in a few days. Why do you have to work so hard?"

Feng Ming was sullen, and his cheeks swelled slightly: "You know that my sword skills are ugly, but you still hid in the cave and watched for a few days, should I say that you are tired of crookedness to make yourself unhappy, or should I say that you have no swordsmanship at all? Fault, is it a sickness?"

The young man laughed: "The sword technique is not good, but the mouth is very clever"

Feng Mingxin snorted coldly: "Arrogant and conceited, but hides his head and shows his tail, he behaves like a villain!" Turning around, Feng Mingxin planned to leave, but never thought that another stone would come from the dark and hit Feng Mingxin's knee. Just let him stagger and kneel on the ground.

Not seeing the other party's figure, not knowing where the other party is hiding, Feng Ming's heart became even more sullen: "Sneak attack and plotting is even more shameless! Come out if you have the guts!"

The roaring sound seemed to have an echo, and was blown away layer by layer by the surrounding wind.

There was a rustling sound, a regular sound came from behind, and the bamboo leaves being trampled on made a rustling sound.Feng Ming's eyebrows were furious, his small face was wrinkled into a bun, he turned his head angrily, but saw the young man stepping out from the bamboo forest behind him.

The young man seems to be young, about eleven or twelve years old. He is dressed in white, with long hair spread out, and his clothes are elegant, as if he has his own spiritual energy. The green bamboo leaves are blown off by the wind, falling down, stained with The boy's skirt, a kind of natural breath, surrounds the boy's body, ethereal, elegant, like a bamboo fairy.

Feng Mingxin stared at the young man, stunned, it seemed that he couldn't connect the behavior of those villains with the young man, but this bamboo fairy walked right in front of Feng Mingxin's eyes, looking down at him with raised eyes, A wave of contempt instantly wiped out the previous immortal energy: "I'm coming out, what do you want to do?"

Feng Ming's face was a little troubled: "I thought this piece of bamboo became a fairy, but I didn't expect it to be a demon!"

The young man put his hands behind his back and bent down to look at him: "Do you know what a demon is?" He lowered his head and approached, their cheeks almost touching: "As a demon, it is designed to suck human blood and take human life to grow stronger. My own mana, if I am a demon, should I suck your blood and take your life now?"

The young man looked good, with fair skin, thin lips, and a rounded nose. Feng Mingxin stared at the young man for a while, blinked, and when he heard that the other party was going to suck his own blood to take his own life, his eyes flashed, and he didn't even think about it at the moment. Just opened his mouth...and bit the boy's nose!

The young man was completely dumbfounded, he groaned in pain, Feng Ming spat in his heart, grabbed the young man with both hands and knocked him to the ground, he rode on, and punched the young man hard, without mercy !

"I told you to pretend to be a ghost! I told you to throw stones at me! You even scared me! I'll beat you to death!" Nothing I learned from my elder brother was useful, but the random fight at this time fully demonstrated the nature of a child Nature.

The young man was punched a few times, the nose bitten by Feng Mingxin was still bloodstained, his face became angry, he grabbed Feng Mingxin with both hands and suddenly turned over and pressed the person under him, grabbed Feng Mingxin's wrist with both hands, Holding the person tightly, his face turned blue with anger: "Believe it or not, I will beat you right away!"

Feng Ming struggled in his heart, his hands were held down by him, he couldn't break free, his legs kicked wildly, but it didn't help, he immediately cursed angrily: "Get up! You are bullying you toad! Stop the frog!"

The young man was a little speechless: "Are you a man or a woman? Why do you curse like those little girls?"

Feng Ming's heart was blushed by him: "You are the little girl! You bamboo demon! You run out in broad daylight to scare people, believe it or not, I asked my brother to take you in!"

"It's so noisy." The young man frowned, obviously displeased at being scolded: "Shut up!" With a gloomy face, the young man suddenly lowered his head, and covered Feng Mingxin's lips with his lips.

Feng Ming's eyes widened for a moment, he realized that the young man wanted to bite him, so he opened his mouth and bit the young man's mouth.But the young man noticed that he pinched his jaw with such force that Feng Ming's heart couldn't move, he hummed as if he wanted to say something, but the young man seemed to have discovered something new, he blocked Feng Ming's heart and refused to move away .

Feng Ming was so angry that his chest was tight, he used his tongue to push the young man's lips, the young man froze for a moment, then came to his senses, stretched out his tongue, wrapped around Feng Ming's heart, as if he didn't want him to succeed, and followed Fei with his tongue It penetrated into Fengming's heart.

This move, if it were two adults, would have been extremely embarrassing, and they would have gone off the rails, but at this time, the two children looked like they were competing with each other, and they insisted on forcing the strong, the strong, and the low to come out. In the end, Feng Ming's heart Without strength, he couldn't compare, so he could only lie limply on the ground, breathing with difficulty only through his nose.

Seeing that he was still, the young man let go and pushed away, both of them felt a numbness in their lips, they looked at each other for a while, at last the young man smiled, and lay down next to Feng Mingxin on one side of his body.

Both of them opened their mouths, breathing heavily, and neither of them wanted to move.After a while, the boy turned his head to look at Feng Mingxin beside him, and asked, "What's your name?"

Feng Ming was out of breath, and was still a little unhappy: "Why did you tell you this bamboo demon?"

The teenager stood up and sat up, wiping the blood on the tip of his nose: "I have never been bitten before"

Feng Ming said in his heart: "I've never bitten anyone before." He stood up, frowned, and looked at the young man: "You are the first!" The one who made him hate him so much that he wanted to bite.

The teenager smiled.

Feng Ming got up and patted his clothes, as if he was going to leave, the young man asked him: "Are you going back?"

Feng Ming looked at him sideways: "If you don't go back, why don't you stay here for you to bite?"

Seeing that he really left, the boy shouted at his back: "Tomorrow, I will wait for you here"

Feng Ming glanced at him heartily, without answering, he stepped forward.

The young man stood there for a while, then turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

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