Huan Jian's body was trembling. He had imagined countless times that he could have such an ability, but every time he woke up from the dream, what was waiting for him was the cruel reality.
But now a little servant could launch such a sharp move with ease. He even thought that he was dreaming? "Who are you?" Huanjian is not a fool. Why would a person with special skills come to their fantasy?
The Rui family became servants? It definitely has ulterior motives.
'Haha, it doesn't matter who I am, I just need you to know that I am not an ordinary servant. If you want to learn, I can teach you.' Ding Peng said with a smile.
‘Hmph, I can’t learn gold-type fighting energy. You also know that my body can’t learn fighting energy and magic.’ Huan Jian said with a cold snort. Regarding this unknown stranger, Huan Jian’s heart was full of vigilance.
'Do you need me to kill your eldest brother and second brother? They usually yell at you. If I kill them, you will be the only heir to the family. Not only that, you will also become a master of fighting spirit.
.'Ding Peng's smile at this time was like a devil, luring a human being with desires towards the abyss step by step.
"Don't even think about touching my family." Huan Jian seemed to be dissatisfied with this. He was about to shout, but Ding Peng pressed his acupoints. He couldn't understand what was going on, and said with some horror, "You're right?"
What did I do?'
"I didn't do anything. If you want to scream, I don't mind if you can't even scream." Ding Peng said with a smile.
"What is your purpose? I'm just a waste, why are you coming to me!" Huan Jian was angry. Years of pressure finally broke out at this moment. The young man in front of him, who was about the same age as him, could actually raise his hand.
He was subdued in time, and this feeling was tantamount to a huge blow to him.
After carefully observing the phantom sword, I found that he was not telling lies, but that he was really protecting his family deep down in his heart. Seeing this scene, Ding Peng sighed in his heart. He didn't expect that in this Five Elements Continent, his strength is...
Respect, in a world of survival of the fittest, there are still such people. If I don't teach him, I'm afraid my conscience won't be able to tolerate it.
With one hand against Huanjian's body, a burst of true energy is directly inputted into it. Although Huanjian cannot cultivate fighting spirit and magic, it may not be unable to cultivate true energy.
"What are you going to do?" Huan Jian was a little scared. What on earth did this man want to do? Did he want to turn himself into a puppet? Could he be an evil undead?
The undead are an evil creature in the Five Elements Continent. They appear in many legends, but they have not appeared for a long time. The undead are magicians who disturb the peace of the dead. It is not allowed by nature, so anyone who sees the undead will strangle them.
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But even if the undead disappear for a few years, the words adults use to scare children now are that if you cry again, you will be captured by the necromancer.
Children who hear this sentence will shut up and be obedient, because everyone knows how miserable it would be to be captured by the necromancer. Of course, some children will cry even harder when they hear this sentence.
'Shut up, don't talk now. Anyway, I won't harm you. Just trust me. With my strength, I can kill you easily. Do I need to deceive you?' Ding Peng asked.
"If you kill me, the Huan Rui family will not let you go." Huan Jian wanted to prove that he was not afraid and said confidently.
‘Haha, would the Huanrui family offend a strong man for the sake of a useless young master?’ Ding Peng said with a smile.
Huan Jian shut up. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he knew that if he was really killed, what would happen to his family might not happen. At this time, Ding Peng closed his eyes and began to investigate carefully.
Seeing Ding Peng close his eyes, Huan Jian's heart always felt fuzzy. At this time, he could feel a warm current running around in his body. Although he didn't know what it was, he knew that it was controlled by this person.
of.
After a while, there was no strange feeling in the body, and Huan Jian's frightened mood gradually stabilized. He was already like this anyway, could it be worse? What am I afraid of?
A feeling of breaking the pot spreads out, but Ding Peng's face is extremely solemn, "I didn't expect this poison to be so powerful. It seems that it can't be easily removed. I can only use the true energy to detoxify it every night."
After releasing the acupuncture points of the Phantom Sword, Ding Peng said lightly, "Don't worry, I won't harm you, nor will I harm your family. You have also seen my strength. If you really want to learn,
Then just wait for me tonight and I will come to you.'
'Uh...' Huanjian was speechless. He watched Ding Peng continue to clean the courtyard. Everything that had just happened seemed to be an illusory dream. If it weren't for the rockery lying on the ground to remind him, I'm afraid he would still be there.
I can't believe that this servant is actually a hidden master.
Although he is a waste and has no fighting spirit, he is knowledgeable at least. His elder brother may not be able to do the move just now. Although this man is young, his strength is definitely not weak.
After Huan Jian left, Ding Peng also quickly finished his work. He had to go to detoxify the third young master and his future apprentice tonight. If he couldn't even save his apprentice's life, why bother?
Although Jiange said that you cannot recruit disciples at will and must obtain approval from Jiange, is Ding Peng a person who obeys discipline? To put it bluntly, although Ding Peng does not admit that he was Ding Fei in his previous life, his identity is
If it's fake, it's guaranteed to be replaced.
"Is his toxicity serious? And is he suitable for learning sword cultivation?" After seeing Ding Peng finishing his work, Ding Fei finally couldn't help but ask, if this phantom sword can't even cultivate its true energy, then it's really
It’s Adou who can’t be helped.
'Haha, the toxicity is quite serious. As for his meridians, it is actually very good. It should be no problem to learn sword cultivation. I also plan to teach him the Three Spiritual Sword Art.' Ding Peng said with a smile.
"It seems that you are very satisfied with his character and qualifications." Ding Fei also smiled.
Ding Peng nodded, "It's indeed pretty good, but having said that, although I can increase my power with the Fantasy Sword Art, and I can also use Xuantian Sword Technique, it is still too monotonous. I plan to learn some kind of sword technique to supplement it."
Looking at my own shortcomings, it’s a pity that I have to break through the infant stage recently, so I’m really busy.'
'Haha, your swordsmanship is indeed too monotonous. You can rest assured that I have already prepared the swordsmanship you need to learn for you. We will only talk about it when you break through to the fugue stage.' Ding Fei said.
‘Really? Then I’m looking forward to it.’ Ding Peng smiled.
At night, Wu Ke and the three of them were still pressed on their acupuncture points. Although Huan Jian already wanted to sleep tonight, for some reason, he just kept insisting and reminded himself not to sleep.
I'm afraid even he himself didn't realize that deep down in his heart, he was still very concerned about whether he could learn fighting spirit. The servant's performance today surprised him. Although he had given up after being disappointed again and again, he still endured it this time.
Hope is constantly ignited in my heart.
Huanmeng's wife originally wanted to continue poisoning, but she saw that Huanjian hadn't slept, so she had no chance to say, "What does this loser do? He's still not sleeping at this late hour." Clary was obviously very dissatisfied.
, with her plump body nestled in the arms of a man, she said angrily.
'Haha, don't be too sad about this waste. Even if the old man likes him, it is impossible to hand over his position to this waste. Moreover, this waste has been poisoned by us. Even if we miss him for a few days, he will die.
No doubt.' At this time, a man with a broad mouth and a face like a crown jewel said calmly.
This man is somewhat similar to Huan Jian. He is the boss of the Huan Rui family: Huan is confused... 'Huh, how did you discuss with them? Anyway, I can't wait any longer.' Clary looked like a
of impatience.
‘Haha, my little beauty, don’t worry, it won’t take too much time. The Huanrui family will be our world by then.’ Huanmeng’s eyes flashed with a ruthless light.
After saying that, Huanmeng turned over and pressed on Clary's body. With her tender "###" voice, he began his conquest of the world, releasing as much of his essence into this beauty as possible.
At this time, Ding Peng has arrived at Huan Jian's room. Huan Jian's body is deteriorating because of the deep poisoning. Now he has no energy and wants to sleep at any time. At this time, he has fallen into a hazy situation. I'm afraid he will
Falling into sleep unconsciously.
Moreover, Ding Peng splashed water all over him today, and he started to have a fever. Under the dual torment of illness and poisoning, Huanjian didn't notice Ding Peng's appearance at all.
Ding Peng just smiled helplessly when he saw this scene, and used his hands to drag him up with his true energy, and then a huge amount of true energy poured into his body in an instant.
At this time, Huan Jian's body shook, and he suddenly woke up. He looked at his body floating in mid-air in horror, and a voice suddenly came from his ears, "Don't struggle, your body is too poisoned. I need to help you remove the toxin first."
Otherwise you will never be able to practice anything I teach you.'
‘Poison?’ Huan Jian was stunned, wondering in his heart, how could he be poisoned?
'What? Don't you believe it yet? Were you so thin before? Even if you can't practice fighting qi or magic power, you are still about twenty years old, and your body should be strong, but
You've been feeling lifeless and drowsy all day, obviously because you were poisoned, you know?" Ding Peng forced the line to send a message.
"Then how did I get poisoned? Who poisoned me?" Huan Jian originally wanted to ask, but was unable to speak. He felt waves of heat pouring into his body.