Chapter 2 Family Members
In front of the lonely grave
The thunderstorm intensified.

Without the villagers watching, Liu Xi felt a strong sense of grievance rising in her heart, and finally she burst into tears.

The heart-wrenching cries made Feng Xuan's rage grow stronger, but his helplessness and sadness became even worse.

After all, my mother was crying in front of me and I couldn't do anything.

How can I avenge myself?

The other party has a father who is a Titled Douluo, and he also has various skills stolen from the Tang Sect.

Don’t talk about how weak the fantasy sewer is, weak is only relative.

For a moment, he could only bet his fate on the awakening of his martial soul. If he didn't have a good martial soul, then there was only one way left for revenge.

Go to the Spirit Hall to report gambling with your life.

With luck, this news will be taken seriously and Tang Hao and Tang San may be strangled by the Spirit Hall.

But there is a greater probability that the opponent will escape, after all, Tang Hao is very strong even if he is seriously injured.

Then, as a weakling, he was liquidated by the other party, and the two Tangs moved to another place to continue living in seclusion.

It was bad luck, the Spirit Hall didn't take it seriously, and the whole thing ended up in nothing.

Or maybe he is discovered and reported by Tang San, and then he is doomed to death, and the book ends.

In summary, weakness is the original sin.

Feng Xuan felt depressed, but when he looked down and saw his mother's face, he could only suppress it all.

Now that my father is gone, I am the pillar of the family and I cannot die now.

Next day -
Feng Xuan sat beside the bed and changed the towel on his mother's forehead.

I was caught in the rain all day, but for some reason I was fine.

But my mother was already exhausted by my father's death, and after being caught in the rain, she fell ill.

"Ah Xuan, grandpa got the medicine for you!" Old Jack's voice sounded outside the house, and his figure soon appeared in front of the door.

Seeing a bowl on the table, he took out a packet of medicine powder from the package.

He shouted, "What are you standing there for? Go get some hot water!"

"it is good!"

Hearing the voice, Feng Xuan finally reacted, responded, and quickly handed the kettle that had been prepared on the side to Old Jack.

After helping the somewhat unconscious Liu Xi to take the medicine, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Jack drank a bowl of water and said with emotion: "The Fengmu family really has a good child. Little Xuan, you are even more filial than Tang San."

Feng Xuan's hands froze and he forced a smile on his face. He wanted to open his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Filial piety sounds really ironic.

Old Jack didn't pay attention to his appearance. He just looked at Liu Xi, who was frowning and looking very unhappy, and worry rose in his eyes.

This wonderful family just lost its pillar and now something bad has happened to the other one.

He turned his head to glance at the child who was looking down, then stretched out his rough big hand and gently pressed and rubbed the child's head.

He consoled her, "The doctor said that your mother is suffering from a mental shock and a cold, and needs to be treated slowly."

"Don't worry, I am still of some use as the village chief."

"Your family is the richest in our Holy Soul Village, so you probably don't lack anything, but your mother is sick. Come to my house at mealtime to get some food."

After saying that, he reached out and took the cloth bag on the table and pushed it in front of Feng Xuan.

"This is the powder for treating colds. It has been divided. Take it twice a day, morning and night. Don't forget."

"Thank you, Grandpa Jack." Feng Xuan nodded heavily and then bowed to express his gratitude.

Old Jack quickly helped him up and said, "You kid, you shouldn't be like this."

"A drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water! Grandpa Jack, if there is a chance in the future, I will take care of you in your old age!"

"If I were still alive at that time"

Seeing how serious he was, Old Jack couldn't help but joked, "Haha, I don't need a little guy like you to support me in my old age. I'm in good health."

As I was laughing, I suddenly remembered something.

"Oh yeah, look at my memory."

"In a few days, it will be the day of martial soul awakening. It just so happens that I will stop by the martial soul hall to inquire on my way to Notting City."

"The person who came should be Master Su Yuntao." He raised his eyebrows and talked about his memories of the morning.

"He is a strong man who is not comparable to us ordinary people with useless martial spirits. I heard that he is a combat soul master. Little Xuan, you have to be polite when the time comes." "Got it." Feng Xuan nodded in reply.

"I'm not worried about you, you're sensible and different from other kids since you were little. But don't always have a stern face. Smile a little when you're fine."

I really couldn't help it, but it would be rude to interrupt, so I turned around and stopped listening. I sat back at the head of the bed and changed the towel for my mother.

I put my hand on my forehead to compare the temperature. It was a little better than in the morning. I don’t know if it was because of the medicine.

"Grandpa Jack, this medicine works very well."

"How long have you just eaten it? Is this true?" The old man took two steps forward but couldn't figure out what was going on.

I sat back in my seat, drank another bowl of water to quench my thirst, and looked at the sun outside the window. It was almost noon.

"I'll go back and make some food. Remember to come and get it later!" Without waiting for Feng Xuan to reply, Old Jack hurried out.

Looking at that figure, Feng Xuan felt a little warm in his heart.

In fact, Village Chief Jack came to check on his family's situation before the sun came out.

When he learned that his mother had a fever, he immediately set off and walked along the muddy road to Nottingham to find a doctor and buy medicine.

This is grace.

After putting away the medicine, I walked into the yard and did some fitness exercises.

I actually don’t understand much about these things. After all, the favorites are always full and actions never exist.

But exercises like burpees and planks are easy to remember.

The moment passed quickly.

The small figure in the courtyard stopped moving and exhaled.

"How come you're not tired at all?" Feng Xuan was very surprised.

He had actually only done a few exercises before this.

After all, the situation at home made him have no desire to become stronger.

Unexpectedly, I felt more energetic the more I did it. Even my breathing became regular and I didn’t feel any muscle soreness.

“Do I really have a talent?”

I couldn't help but slap my forehead, feeling like I had missed out on a hundred million.

If I remember correctly, soul power can strengthen the body and promote growth, and the same is true for innate soul power.

This is why some children in Douluo Continent grow up so fast.

I am much taller than people of the same age, and with my physical fitness, I'm afraid my level is not low.

"It's fate that makes me feel so cruel. My martial spirit will awaken in a few days, and I just discovered this key point."

"Exercising can also help improve your soul power level. I shouldn't have given up in the first place!"

Although he regretted it very much, Feng Xuan understood that if his father had not passed away, he would not have even thought about training.

Moreover, when an ordinary martial spirit appears at a high level, it can basically be determined to be a mutation.

I wonder what the wooden sticks and cloth will turn into.

"As long as it doesn't combine to form a mop."

Feng Xuan glanced at the sundial in the courtyard. It was almost noon.

I went back into the house, wiped my mother's sweat and changed her towel.

The temperature on the forehead has subsided a lot and the complexion looks normal again.

Then he fed her some more water, stood up and said, "Mom, I'm going to Grandpa Jack's place and will be back soon."

After saying that, Feng Xuan turned around and prepared to go out, but he heard a very hoarse voice in his ears.

"Xuan Xuan'er."

I turned around suddenly and saw that my mother on the bed had opened her red and swollen eyes which were bloodshot.

She forced a smile and said softly, "Be careful."

"understood."

The conversation between the two was brief and plain, but that's what a family should be like.

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