Chapter 582 Fire Dragon Ball
Chapter 582: Get the Fire Dragon Ball
"Okay, okay, it's up to you."
Huang Feihu breathed a sigh of relief.
A smile appeared on his face: "My Huang family passed down through martial arts, and his achievements and status were only obtained on the battlefield. The father and son fought to the death and supported each other, so that they could have the current family business. What the fifth brother did today is really inappropriate. After he recovered from his injury, he will be punished for his father."
After he explained, he turned to look at Huang Feibiao: "Second brother, why don't you go and get the Fire Dragon Ball quickly, just a dead thing. It's better to let Tianhao calm down than anything else."
Huang Feibiao raised his head, opened his mouth slightly, looked at his elder brother, and then turned to look at Yang Lin. He felt a stern in his heart. He quickly responded and turned to get the Fire Dragon Ball.
Yang Lin took back his right foot that was stepping on Huang Tianxiang's lower abdomen and smiled: "Look, my fifth brother has not practiced his bones well. Don't be lazy anymore. It's best to go to the battlefield to fight a few more times and develop a body of evil spirit and iron bones. If you bully some maids and servants in the mansion, you can't cultivate the temperament of a strong man."
He said, helping Huang Tianxiang up, ignoring the hatred in the naughty child's eyes, as if he couldn't hear the pain howling in his mouth, and gently patted Huang Tianxiang's face, "Look, you're such a big man, you should smile and listen, don't cry, why, you are not satisfied, think I've attacked you and didn't give you a chance to play? Otherwise, let's practice again."
Huang Tianxiang's eyes shrank, and his body quickly shrank back, but he forgot that his right leg was broken into countless pieces and his left arm was crushed into noodles. When he moved back, he fell to the ground and touched the wound. The pain almost fainted.
Huang Feihu watched from the side, his eyes twitched slightly, and his smile had not changed. He just watched Yang Lin pick up the pitiful little fox, pick up the broken fox tail, and stood by and wait quietly.
Soon, Huang Feibiao took a stone box full of patterns, and he could feel the pure and huge fire element through the box.
Yang Lin took it in his hand and opened it to see it. While feeling happy, he was a little disappointed.
"Fire Dragon Ball, the Wucheng Palace attaches great importance to it, I thought it was a treasure of the innate fire? It turned out that it was not. Sure enough, the innate spiritual objects were not so simple to get it."
The Martial Arts Order gave this identity, there must be some opportunity.
Now, the small world and the innate five elements in my body have only developed three elements, and they are still missing the wood and fire.
He had no clue at all.
I am a newcomer and don't know where to look for it.
This world is very big and there are many masters.
It is too dangerous to rush around and wander around in this world.
Even if he took the initiative to find some clue, he actually didn't dare to come to him.
If we evaluate the difficulty of the game, if Journey to the West is considered difficult, then this world can at least be considered difficult in hell.
Because, in the first world of Journey to the West, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and others, this world can only be considered middle level.
Above them, there are saints, and even saints.
With Yang Lin's current strength, he may be able to barely protect himself in the Huang Mansion. Looking at the world, his ability is a bit insufficient.
Maybe if you are not careful, it will become the target of others to complete the killing disaster.
Death is worthless.
Therefore, in Yang Lin's opinion, it is better to find treasures, and it is better to be natural and not to fight.
Of course, if he really needs to take a gamble and the danger is not too great, he will not retreat.
The Fire Dragon Ball is not a congenital spiritual object. Yang Lin was just disappointed for a while and silently thought about where the opportunity was. When he saw Huang Feihu, he really didn't turn against him afterwards, so he would not stay any more.
He hugged the little fox Caier and left the martial arts court and returned to Qingmuyuan.
The faint eyes on the back quietly dissipated.
Yang Lin looked back and felt cold in his heart.
I saw it.
The most dangerous thing in the mansion is actually not someone else, not Huang Tianhua, who is angry and murderous intent, nor the brothers Huang Feibiao and Huang Feibao who endured the failure, nor the Huang Tianxiang who was trampled under his feet, and the old man Huang Gun who was sitting firmly in the backyard and did not stand out.
But his original father, Huang Feihu.
The youngest son Huang Tianxiang was beaten like that bird, and was threatened by his third son, and the King of Wucheng could even laugh, as if he was not angry at all.
He always said that he would punish Huang Tianxiang and turned a blind eye to Yang Lin's behavior of attacking a powerful general in the abolished mansion and hurting his brothers.
This is either a saint, or a very deep forbearance.
Any tolerance must be planned.
This is true even between father and son.
Will a normal father treat his disobedient son like this?
It seems not.
hehe.
Yang Lin chuckled twice and opened Qingmuyuan's formation.
This formation is actually not strong, but it is somewhat of an attitude, which can block idle people and others. Although it cannot stop real masters, Yang Lin felt that no master in the mansion would forcefully break through.
"Young Master, wuwu... Cai'er's tail is gone, she may die, and she can no longer serve the young master."
When I arrived at Qingmuyuan, I probably felt safe. Cai'er's grievance broke out and she cried so hard that she was out of breath. Huang Tianxiang's previous ferocity really scared her.
"It's not that serious. I helped you beat the bad guys before. If you avenge, don't be afraid." Yang Lin touched the tufts of colorful hair on Caier's head, rubbed her head, and smiled and said, "Don't move, I'll help you pick up the tail."
Put her on the bed and felt the trembling of the little fox gradually subside. Yang Lin mobilized the power of the Three Lights Divine Water in the Cave Heaven to rebel against the vitality, give birth to the body, strengthen the soul, and nourish the true spirit.
He did not use any injury medicine, as visible to the naked eye, and the white fox tail grew from the broken hole, as if he had never been injured.
Moreover, Cai'er also eliminated the pain and shadow of the tail-breaking from her soul to the memory imprint at the same time.
"Huh!"
She let out a light exclamation and jumped off the ground, looked at her tail, shook it a few times, and turned around for a few times, giggled: "It doesn't hurt at all, young master, my tail has grown back. That guy is so bad. Young master, you beat me too lightly before."
Cai'er clenched her fist fiercely, and was so arrogant that she wanted to rush out of Qingmuyuan to settle the score with Huang Tianxiang. She stepped out and turned her head again.
Hold me and call me.
Seeing that Yang Lin was not moving, her face turned bitter again. She walked to the side with a constipation and brought the bamboo basket. Seeing that the deer meat inside had not been knocked over, she smiled again, "Young Master, aren't you hungry? Are we going to save Aunt Xue when we are full?"
She still remembered the scene of her tail just now that she had more confidence in her son.
It started to urge in a roundabout way.
"Aunt Xue didn't love you for nothing."
Yang Lin watched the little fox regain his vitality, as quiet as if he was a grave, Qingmuyuan became more angry again, and remembered his mother with this body.
At that time, did the woman have foresight? Perhaps, she knew that her son actually had no playmates in the mansion and could not integrate into the royal family. So she specially brought the little fox back to raise it.
Serve life is a trivial matter, and it is probably the most important thing to prevent your children from living too introverted.
"It's better to wait for Aunt Xue to wake up and eat together."
Yang Lin shook his head, no longer thinking about his own situation, and led the little fox to the next room.
Chapter completed!