The lovely wife is a vicious female supporting role?

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"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I still need to talk to the owner of this house. We need to stay here for a while."

Ji Jun then left, leaving Ji Huanglian alone.

Ji Huanglian certainly knew that cultivation was the most important thing.

but……

"Hey, here I come."

Ji Huanglian walked happily to Zhao Qian's courtyard. At this moment, Zhao Qian was modifying his "Flame Fist" technique.

That's right, the technique he created was named Flame Fist. It's simple and easy to understand.

Huang Hu next to him was still silently practicing the skills given by Zhao Qian.

"coming."

When he saw the visitor, Zhao Qian smiled.

"Yeah, I missed you."

Ji Huanglian hugged Zhao Qian's arms and a smile appeared on her face.

"Missed me? Then why did you run so fast last night?" Zhao Qian shook his head helplessly.

"It's just a coincidence that Uncle came. I..."

Ji Huanglian originally wanted to make an excuse, but when she saw Zhao Qian's teasing look, how could she not know what Zhao Qian was planning.

She puffed up her cheeks and then looked at Zhao Qian viciously.

"You're still bullying me!"

After saying that, she shook Zhao Qian's arm.

"Alright, alright, stop making trouble. There's a stranger here."

Zhao Qian calmed down his foodie and then pointed at Huang Hu who was still practicing in the courtyard.

"Eh? Why do you have a child here?"

Zhao Qian explained the whole story to Ji Huanglian.

Of course, he concealed the existence of the heavenly being and simply told Ji Huanglian everything.

Ji Huanglian was silent after hearing this: "You actually thought of spreading your own skills..."

Most people would treasure their own martial arts skills and keep them at home.

Even in a sect, one can only practice the so-called sect's inherited skills after entering the inner sect.

"But like this..." Ji Huanglian was a little reluctant.

This was clearly a technique created by our own Zhao Qian, why...

"Okay, this is something that will benefit everyone. I will ask Anping for help later."

This is a matter concerning Anping's daughter, so I'm sure he will put in a lot of effort.

Besides, it won't be a disadvantage for you to pass on your skills.

Unless someone has the same physique as you, the only thing that can be done is to train your body.

And at this moment, Huang Hu also ended his training.

He opened his eyes and saw two people who were very close.

Huang Hu was so young, how could he have seen such a thing before?

His face immediately turned red and he closed his eyes.

Zhao Qian saw Huang Hu waking up and asked about his progress in cultivation.

"It's OK. I didn't feel any pain. It's much better than the previous body-building exercise."

After hearing Huang Hu's description, Zhao Qian nodded.

"In that case, you should go back first. Remember not to fall behind in your cultivation. Once you have tempered all the organs in your body, you can ask your father to go find the young lady of the An Mansion."

I might run away, but An Xinran won’t.

I have to complete the idea in my mind before leaving.

It is not enough to spread the skills, education must also keep up.

In the next few days, I will do all these things!

Humph, heavenly being?

If you dare to attack me, I will make sure you return in defeat!

ps: I saw a comment in the book review, what should I say.

All I can say is that the grandson who ran away did make many readers feel betrayed.

Maybe some people have developed PTSD from offering rewards to authors.

I had originally planned to offer a bounty in mid-to-late August or early September.

But after thinking about it, I decided to give it up. I have also been deceived, so I can understand it.

I can only say that I will write more words to you during your breaks.

Chapter 78 Yellow Tiger

Huang Hu was the son of Huang San, one of the miscellaneous servants in An Mansion.

From childhood to adulthood, Huang Hu has had many teachers.

After all, Huang San is a minor supervisor in the An Mansion in Anling City.

He commands many servants in the An Mansion, and from time to time helps the bigwigs in the Mansion with chores.

Naturally, he has some authority and terrain in Anling City.

Huang San had heard from somewhere that weapon refiners were very good, so he found a first-level weapon refiner from somewhere in the city and bought a lot of magic weapon fragments for Huang Hu to comprehend.

But Huang Hu felt very helpless because he couldn't understand anything.

That so-called weapon refining technique, the temperature of the flame.

It was obvious that no equipment refiner of that level had successfully replicated it himself several times, but he just wanted to make it himself.

The final result was as it should be. The weapon refiner said that he was not suitable for the art of weapon refinement.

His father gave him a spirit stone out of reluctance and sent the guy away.

However, Huang Hu never wanted to see that disappointed look again in his life.

After a few days, it was said that a new cultivation method became popular in the city. It was said that if one could practice it successfully, one could reach the Nascent Soul stage.

His father thought it was a good thing and brought it to Huang Hu again.

Huang Hu practiced as described above and everything went very smoothly at the beginning.

He transferred the spiritual energy of his three spiritual roots into his body.

Finally, when passing through the Tianmen meridian in the shoulder, he felt a slight pain, causing the spiritual energy to explode in his body.

So Huang Hu told his father about this matter, and then his father found a casual cultivator to guide him.

Because I have a good relationship with my father, I only spent a little favor.

He still couldn't explain why he felt a kind of cramping pain when he was practicing this. After all, he was just a casual cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training.

A few days later, Huang San found Huang Hu again.

This time a young man was found for him. He felt that this young man was good. At least he could understand what he said.

"Yo yo, isn't this a sick cat? What's wrong?"

Huang Hu, who had just left the An Mansion, stopped.

Three people gathered in front of him.

Because their father and their father are colleagues, they treated the bullying against them as a fight between children.

If you win, I, your father, will even take you out for a nice meal. This is what Huang San said to Huang Hu.

But...it's not that easy to win, especially against these people who have already reached the third level of body forging.

The magic formula they practiced was the most common Earth Spirit Formula on the continent.

The main feature is that it is easy to get started and the training speed is medium.

In the past, Huang Hu would definitely retreat if he encountered this enemy, after all, he really couldn't beat him.

But he was different today. Before leaving, Zhao Qian had told him: "Take the spiritual energy into your body, and practice the exercises in reverse when you want to use it."

Huang Hu chose to believe this young man because he was as dedicated to his education as his mother.

And if he really can't win, he can just run away.

"Why didn't the sick cat run away today?"

Because Huang Hu's name contained the word "tiger", he was starved to death by them and became a sick cat.

Huang Hu felt the spiritual energy that he had brought into his body today, slowly flowing out from his lungs.

Although it is only a small amount, the changes it brings about when used on your body are huge.

Huang Hu clenched his fists, felt the abundant power, and looked at the face of the person in front of him.

He smiled and then punched him directly.

……

Huang San, who had escaped from his work at the An Mansion, returned to his home.

When he came back, he saw his wife applying medicine to his son.

There were obviously a lot of bruises on his face, but Huang Hu's calves were shaking and he looked very happy.

"I had a fight with those guys again. How was your day?"

Huang San took a sip of water. The sons of those guys had been bullying his son.

But if I were to ask myself to help my son get him back, that would be a bit like bullying the weak.

According to his thinking, if he lost face, he should get it back himself.

If his father came forward, the situation would be different. Even Huang San had some doubts. Could it be that his son was really not suitable for cultivation?

After hearing his father's words, Huang Hu ran excitedly to Huang Shan.

"Hey, why are you running? Have you finished applying the medicine?" The mother was still shouting behind him.

Huang Hu couldn't help but share what happened today with his father.

"Why? Is there something different today?"

"I beat the crap out of them."

? !

Huang Shan was stunned, and a smile appeared on his face as he looked at his excited son in front of him.

"Okay, okay, no matter whether what you said is true or false, I, your father, will believe you today."

"Honey! Let's go out and have something delicious tonight."

I originally thought that my son was just trying to please me.

But Huang San was unexpectedly blocked by someone the next day.

"No, what did your son mean yesterday? Why did he beat my son like that?"