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Yanxuan Valley.

Sun Lichai came to the bamboo house where Huanxin lived.

The place was full of white silk, and the heart-warming foster father sat withered under the eaves.

The swing stand is empty, yes, the swing is not ready yet.

But even if it is done, who will laugh there?

The old man coughed twice and lay down on the ground, looking at the flowing clouds all over the sky, without saying a word.

This scene was made clear to Sun Lichai.

She turned and left, as if she was on a journey with certainty.

Break the cycle, I will definitely save you!

...

Thunder masterpiece.

Huanxin was awakened, pushed open the eaves, and looked to the sky, a golden cloud exuding a misty golden light.

"Are the gods having a flat peach meeting?"

The girl's mind is still so simple.

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Six

Sun Lichai looked at the girl in front of her.

"Sister Shenxian, you smell so good."

"You can practice with me for a period of time, and you can have such a vision."

"Wow! Really! Good, good."

"What martial arts did your righteous father teach you?"

Speaking of the uprising father, Huanxin was quite annoyed. He was forced to kill the rabbit just now. This matter is not big or small, but it is still in my throat, "He taught me dozens of internal skills and several moves."

"Oh? What kind of inner strength, let's hear it."

Huanxin raised his eyebrows, and a lot of nouns popped out of his mouth like a jingle, all of which are the basic internal skills and middle and low-level moves of the various martial arts and martial arts families.

Sun Lichai was quite surprised.

These martial arts are not sect secrets. Over the years, sect traitors and martial arts thieves have leaked secrets, so there are many circulated in the arena, but such a wide range of people as Huanxin learned is really very few.

"Bring your hand." Sun Lichai took the pulse to Huanxin, a wisp of Guiyuan internal qi infiltrated the meridians, and it was empty along the way, and then explored the Tanzhong Qi Sea and the lower abdomen Dantian.

Sure enough, Huanxin's inner qi converged in these two places, and there was no leakage. It can be seen that her skill is profound and her grasp of inner qi is like a hand.

"You have such a deep foundation at a young age. Your foster father taught well." Sun Lichai praised.

Then she felt the attributes of Huanxin's inner energy more carefully.

"Five atmospheres are harmonized, and the elements are unified! Great! Great!"

Sun Lichai nodded again and again, "Did you explore this inner strength yourself, or did your foster father teach you how to practice?"

"It was taught by the righteous father." Huan Xin heard the immortal sister praise her adoptive father, and the awkward emotion in her heart suddenly disappeared.

This is how children have a temper. They are often willing to listen to what they like, and sometimes they don’t care so much about those close to them.

The little girl recalled having wandered with her foster father for many years, and the winds and rains, his tall figure seemed to be a mountain in the dark, blocking the floods and waves, perhaps he was used to suffering and crying, so that she could not feel sad. The act of pitying grass is rather disdainful.

Yes, Huanxin secretly said that he was wrong.

Sun Lichai was aware of the girl’s low thoughts, and comforted: “When you get along with your relatives, you always put respect first and respect each other, so you can’t be spoiled. Your foster father must understand you. He will be happy when he goes back. Just fine, no need to say more."

Huanxin nodded, loyalty and filial piety, always like this.

"For the time being, I have nothing to teach you, but you can come to play with me at any time. You can find me if you have any problems, and," Sun Lichai looked serious, "Don't go out of the valley, or even approach the valley mouth."

Although Huanxin was puzzled, she nodded and agreed.

My foster father told me not to go out of the valley, and now my sister god also told me not to approach Taniguchi. Is the outside world really that dangerous?

She still missed the world full of fireworks, but now the people close to her, and the people she loves, are like prison guards, making her afraid to long for the blue sky.

The days that followed returned to simplicity.

Huanxin’s daily work is to chop bamboo, carry soil, continue to build bamboo cottages, and in addition, practice martial arts.The adoptive father has been very busy recently, and it just so happens that he can go to Sun Lichai in a logical way. After complaining several times, the adoptive father acquiesced.

After all, the woman's martial arts is very high. If she wants to be disadvantageous to the father and daughter, she probably doesn't need to bend too much.

One day, Huanxin pushed open the door of her adoptive father’s house. Unexpectedly, there was a wooden figure standing in the house with a stigma and a pillar body. He looked like a human figure stacked on a pile of logs. The joints were wooden balls and he moved a few times. , Making a "crunchy" sound.

Huanxin exclaimed: "Wow? What is this?"

The adoptive father stood behind the wooden man and did not notice the arrival of the righteous daughter at all. He muttered to himself: "The'holding energy' is not enough to drive the arms, and the left foot's'shen Guan' is more than the right foot's'deformation'... He frowned, sighed, and moved the wooden man to the corner.

At this moment, he saw his heart refreshed.

The little girl pretended to cry, "Wow! Foster father, you will ask Xin'er to chop down trees and bear soil all day long, but you hide in the room and play puppets!"

Although Huanxin was pretending to cry, she recalled the hard work of the past few dozen days and the unpleasantness that happened that day. The grievances hidden in her heart were unconsciously released, tears really flowed out, and she felt the heat. Tears washed down her face, imagining that she was immersing her face in the warm river, fainting the remaining mud spots on her face, like a spotted tabby cat.That look must be both shameful and ugly. She hurriedly tried to stop the crying, but her heart was beating, her throat was choking, her mouth was pursed, but she still couldn't hold back her intermittent sobs.

The foster father hurriedly walked to Huan Xin and wiped away the tears and stains on her face.

The palms were as rough as tree bark, with a temperature hotter than tears, and the heart-warming face was held, as if the snowflakes floating in the sky were gently caught by the sun, An Ran could turn into a stream of spring water.

"Woo...Woo..."

"Don't cry in your heart! This wooden man is not for fun!" The foster father wiped her face, and then took out a dilapidated secret book from his arms, "Look."

Huan Xin opened her eyes, her shining eyes looked vaguely at the book cover.

"Tianshu Mystery"

The adoptive father said: "This secret book was a gift from a close friend of the adoptive father before entering the valley. The saying goes:'A wooden man with skillful work, complete hands and feet, with blood and blood, empowers with real power, can hold swords, and throw stones. It seems like there is a living', if I can concoct it according to the law, there will be many wooden people in this valley to accompany Xiner to study martial arts in the future, so I don’t have to look for that strange woman..."

Huan Xin burst into laughter, and then yelled, "Okay, foster father, what do you say about the fairy sister. She has praised you many times!"

The foster father raised his brows, "Oh? What did that man say?"

"Hehe, she said you..."