The skull named Xiaobai flew back to Feng Ruchu's palm lightly, and stopped there obediently, like a soldier waiting for the general's reward.

"Xiao Bai, good job." Feng Ruchu smiled and wiped the blood from the skull's jaw and between the teeth.

Next, Feng Ruchu wandered around the street like a falcon. As soon as he found someone, he would immediately catch up and cast a spell to turn him into a skeleton man. He first visited shops and then a house, everything he saw Everyone must become a skeleton man, and one cannot be missed, even a baby.

That day, the wind was so crazy as before, holding a skull in his hand, invincible.

Anyone who saw him either weeped or knelt down to beg for mercy. They were no longer what they were two years ago.

Aren’t they very violent two years ago?

He still remembered the feet kicking on him, the fists, sticks and stones that hit him, and other filthy things.

What surprised him was that what remained deep in his memory was not the physical pain but the humiliation brought to him by their atrocities.

A man can be killed but not humiliated. How can so much humiliation be put down?

"So they must pay!" Feng Ruchu howled frantically.

Feng Ru's shouts scared them to escape faster.

Soon no one could be seen on the street. In order to avoid him, the skeletons had fled to the nearby mountains in groups.

The wind walked on the empty street as before, very depressed.

His revenge has just begun, and they just slipped away like mice.

It turns out that they are just such a group of wimps!

Not addictive! It's not addictive!

You know, the feeling of not being able to find an opponent can really drive people crazy.

Feng Ruchu circled his hands in a trumpet shape and yelled frantically.

"Come out! You idiots!"

"If there is any kind, come out and hide yourself like a man."

"Two years ago, weren't you awesome?"

At this time, he heard a roar behind him.

"The wind is like the beginning! Have you made enough trouble!"

The shout was familiar. It was a voice that had been heard for sixteen years. For sixteen years, this man has been working hard to raise him, teach him spells, teach him how to be a man, and give him a warm home.

Without him, the wind might freeze to death in the snow eighteen years ago.

That's right, this person is his master and adoptive father-Liang Feng.

He used to hear that familiar shout, he would immediately jump in front of his eyes like a happy little rabbit, but now...

After that day, everything changed.

If on the day Feng Ruchu was beaten and insulted, Master went to ask him for justice with those people, or sympathized with him a little, maybe he would not leave home, and he might even persuade himself to give up revenge. intend.

But no, the master has nothing to do with him except harshly.

After two years of absence, Feng Ruchu suddenly felt mixed feelings when he met his master again.

Even though there are thousands of words, when the words come to the lips, there is only one vulgar word that cannot be vulgar.

"Master, long time no see."

"Look at the good things you did!" The master angrily pointed at the few skeleton men on the street who had not had time to escape.

Feng Ruchu coughed twice and sneered, "Master, don't you think they deserve it?"

The master sank his face and said angrily, "I played the piano indiscriminately, and quickly solved the spell."

Looking at the face of the master, you know that he is really angry. He has been following the master for sixteen years, and he knows his happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy.

Liang Feng thought Feng Ruchu was still the little boy who was ignorant and dependent on him for everything, but he was wrong. Feng Ruchu two years ago was indeed a simple and cute little boy, but now he has completely changed and is no longer the heartless child that Liang Feng is familiar with.

When the wind heard the words, fire burst out from his violet eyes, "Master, I suddenly felt sad for myself. When I was abused by them as a dog two years ago, you didn't stand up and say a word for me. Now, you are willing to come out and speak for them. Then, in Master's mind, what am I really?"

...

Liang Feng was speechless. After Feng Ruchu left, he did think a lot and felt guilty. But after a long time, he forgot. After all, he was not his own child, so how could he care about this?

After a daze for a while, Liang Feng still spoke plausibly, he wanted to suppress him with his momentum.

"Anyway, it's not right for you to use magic tricks to harm people! The wind is like the beginning, where did you learn these magic tricks?"

"Demon law?" Feng Ruchu laughed loudly, "Master, you are old, and you probably haven't heard of many spells. After leaving here, I went to a far place, where I got a skeleton cheat book. Two years of cultivation, although the cultivation level is still shallow, it is more than enough to repair these bastards."

"Skull cheats? What kind of tricky spell is that? Look at your current appearance, your face is white as window paper, and you have a crazy look. And the skull in your hand, what kind of ghosts are there ?"

Feng Ruchu put his mouth close to the skull and whispered, "Xiao Bai, my master said you are a ghost."

The skull opened and closed the upper and lower jaws a few times, "Master Liang Feng Daguo, since you are the master, I will answer for you patiently. I am the slave of the skeleton, the slave of the master, and I will guard it. Master's life."

Liang Feng was surprised when he saw that the skeleton could talk, but he had seen a big scene after all. After he stabilized his mood a little, he calmly said, "The wind is as ever, as long as you solve the spell today, you are still my good apprentice, we The Liang family welcomes you home at any time, otherwise, I will sever ties with you. From then on, I have never considered you as an apprentice."

Liang Feng's words are very clear, it can be said to be a threat.

If these words were spoken to Feng Ru first two years ago, he would kneel down at the Master’s feet crying and beg his forgiveness.

But now, after so many things, Feng Ruchu is no longer the same.

The skull head called Xiaobai clicked twice to show resistance.

Feng Ruchu smiled and said, "Master, you are really old and you still have a dead brain. Things have reached this point. You still threaten me with mentorship, don't you think it is too naive and ridiculous?"

Seeing that the preaching failed, and the literary recruitment would not work, Liang Feng had no choice but to use force, so he pointed out his sword and snorted coldly, "Then move on."

"Very good, then ask Master to check the results of my practice in the past two years. Master, please first." Feng Ruchu said, neither overbearing nor overbearing. At the same time, his right hand also pointed out the sword.

The two masters and apprentices posed on the deserted street and prepared to go to war. Then who would be the winner?