The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Not at all proud of his victory, Jomo Feng began to reflect. He went to Martial Arts Hall in Tongbao Ramadan and stayed there for a while. He would also go outside to practice these years, but suddenly he realized that these things he would do didn't seem so good. He needed more opportunities to improve his field experience.

“Oh?”

“Experience in action is not good. Although I have been to the Martial Arts Hall of Tongbao Ramadan before, most of the things I have learned in it are about technique and technique, and there is not much experience in it at all.” Jomo Maple gave himself such a review.

Phoenix reached out and rubbed his son's head. He was very happy to have such a brilliant son, but the son was too brilliant to have much fun as a father.

“Son, if you want, Daddy can send you to Daddy's place to train the dead, the same as Tombo Ramadan's martial arts hall, but it's completely different, and it's full of killing, but I don't want you to go.” Fengxiao said helplessly.

Jomo Maple's eyes lit up when he heard that it was too cruel, but Jomo Maple knew that it was only good for him and not bad for him.

If he stays at his current level and something is really going to happen, then it's going to be a big deal.

“Daddy, I'm going.” Jomo Feng's eyes looked bright at Phoenix, making Phoenix feel like she shouldn't talk to her son about it.

“Daddy...” saw Phoenix just looked at herself like this, Jomo Maple stared at him.

Since Jomo Maple was fourteen years old, he has never had that look again.

Phoenix is the least resistant face for a face like Jomo Maple.

He pinched Jomo Maple's cheek so hard that the phoenix bit his teeth off.

“You son of a bitch, are you dead? ”

“Who says I'm dead? I've got dads and dads and brothers and sisters. How good are they? But I want to be strong and I want to protect you.” Joe Mo Feng looked at Phoenix and knew that he was worried about himself, that he would be bullied when he went, and that something would happen, but Joe Mo Feng didn't want things to happen again a few years ago.

My subordinates caressed their cheeks with a slight trance in their eyes.

Seeing Jomo Maple like this, Phoenix had some pain in his heart for no reason, and looking at Jomo Maple's eyes was also complicated.

Though it had been so many years, Fengxiao knew that he had never been able to get over it and often even remembered it, so he had been doing his best to become stronger.

As long as he learns everything that works, he becomes like this.

Sigh and hold people tightly in your arms.

“I'll drop you off when this is over.” Phoenix's voice was a little dull and a little depressing, and Jomo Maple was uncomfortable to hear, and he knew what such a decision meant for Phoenix.

The people next to them stared at their eyes, how could they not have thought that the master had agreed, Master, how old is this? Why must you send the master to such a place?

They all came out of that place. They knew how cruel that place was. Such a man as Young Master would surely be bullied by those people.

“Master, why are you following me? ”

“Yes, Master, how can you increase your experience in the field? Why must you do this? ”

The crowd was constantly calm, starting to count two people, so that left Jomo Maple a little speechless. Are they guilty of the following crimes? Even my master dared to count down, he really dared to do so because he was fat.

What do they mean, "Phoenix jumped" by these guys' eyes? Can you still watch your son die? It's a bunch of unbelievable guys.