I saw an old man sitting in a wheelchair with only one hand floating towards the martial arts venue. The wheelchair was one foot away from the ground and slowly moved forward.

"Reston, what are you doing? Put down your sword." Seeing that Reston had no intention of putting down the sword, the old man sighed, "Hey...Reston, do you not even recognize me, my father?" Only then did the ordinary team members realize that the amazing old man was Reston's father.

"Father Del ruined a person's life for his own personal purposes. For mercenaries, no one dared to do such a mission with him. I want to give him justice now." Reston straightforwardly insisted on his actions.

"It's just a poor man. If it's destroyed, it's ruined. He doesn't seem to have lost his life. Besides, one has been destroyed, and will it still destroy the other because of the one that has been destroyed? If you want to kill him today, kill me first." Reston's father Daogu casually waved his only hand.

Thousands of people's hearts trembled in an instant. What is a poor person? Almost all present are from poor people. Han Feng's face looked even more ugly, and the chill in his heart became a little deeper.

Many young people with strong energy even expressed their dissatisfaction directly and stared at Daogu. Daogu didn't care and suddenly raised his momentum. The people who were originally staring at Daogu all had a pain in their chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with poor cultivation.

"Hmph!" Daogu also knew that he had lost his words, but just stared at Reston and stopped talking. The scene was a bit too quiet.

Seeing Reston unmoved, Daogu asked with a bad face: "Reston, have you forgotten your elder brother's final explanation to you when he protected you and died?"

Reston's face was even more ugly, "Reston, I'm just such a son, I'll leave it to you in the future." The elder brother's advice before his death was still vivid in his eyes, and Han Feng's disappointed eyes were all in his eyes, thinking of the pressure of the ruling.

Reston gritted his teeth, and decisively slashed out a sword energy, accurately hitting Del's right ring finger. Del screamed and fainted.

"Reston! You!" Dao Gu pointed at Reston with his only hand, unable to speak for a long time.

"The crime of death can be avoided, but the crime of living cannot be escaped." Reston stopped talking and turned around and left.

"All people who know the truth and don't report it later came to me. Anyone who knows the whole story but does not make any statement will have twofold increase in the training tasks of the preparation team members; ordinary team members will deduct 1,000 contributions; core team members will deduct 5,000 contributions; heads of each department, deputy heads, and elders will deduct 10,000. If you don't do this, then you will be expelled from the mercenary group!"

Reston's majestic voice came from a distance word by word, and everyone lowered their heads and stared at Del, who had fainted on the ground with even more disgust.

The contribution degree is used to replace important data for some rare items in the group. If an ordinary group member keeps doing medium tasks, he can contribute about 3,000 to 5,000 yuan a year.

Now, because of this damn guy, he lost all of his work in half a year, and some even made a negative contribution. He did the tasks in vain in the future, so there was no reason not to hate them.

"Ryan, I won't live in the group anymore. Grandpa Mu asked me to move in with him." Hanfeng handed the roasted meat to Hanfeng, "If you come to Grandpa Mu's place in the future, I'll take you there."

Ryan seemed to have not eaten the barbecue in the ball for a long time. While chewing the meat in big mouthfuls, he nodded his head in a vague way.

"Hey... I finally found such a good helper, but now I'm taken to be a disciple again." Uncle Ram sat aside, took a sip of cigarettes, and spit out a cigarette ring.

"Cold wind! The meat you roasted is still delicious! You don't know, Hughes and I are in the jungle, the meat you roasted is so unpalatable!" Ryan swallowed a piece of meat and complained loudly.

"Haha, Ryan, you're back so suddenly. Didn't Hughes say it would take about two or three months to come back?"

"Huce said I was a natural magic archer. I learned archery skills very quickly. The basic archery skills have been taught. The rest is my own hard practice. Now I go back to the city to learn primary magic. By the way, I am already a first-level archer now. Hahaha." Ryan raised his head proudly, "It will be a tragic future. I have to practice fighting spirit and magic power."

"Just be content. I can't do anything now, but Grandpa Mu should be very awesome, he will teach me."

"Let's go! I've finished eating. Let's go to sort out your things and see your new residence." "Uncle Ram, we're leaving. Let's see you when you have time!"

The two of them came to the residence of Mr. Mu at the junction of the west and south of the city with big bags and small bags. They saw Mr. Mu sitting under the tree holding a carved knife, lowering his head, and carving something very attentively.

"Hello, grandpa!" Ryan already knew that it was the old man who helped Han Feng out, and he also wanted to take Han Feng as his disciple. Although the old man didn't look strong, Ryan still greeted the old man respectfully.

"Hello, you are the Ryan who is with him my apprentice. I'll ask you a few questions. Do you know if you know? How do you know Hanfeng knows this? Do you know who his parents are?" The old man looked up at Ryan with a smile and asked kindly.

"Ah, this, I think about it. I don't know who Hanfeng's parents are. When I encountered Hanfeng, he was alone. I remember that it had been snowing for several days in a row. I was really hungry and couldn't find food in the town, so I could only risk going outside the town to find some roots and leaves of Kaka trees, and then I saw Hanfeng lying alone in the woods.

I was shocked, but I still walked over to see if I could find something to eat on him.

Who knew that as soon as I walked over, he woke up and followed me. He followed me wherever I went, and he couldn't drive him away. Seeing that I couldn't drive him away, I let him follow me. I was only an orphan in the town, and it would be better to have a person who was about the same age to accompany me." Ryan tilted his head and thought for a long time, then smiled and looked at the cold wind.

"So, you don't know... Well, it's okay, you can take the things to the cabin next to you. You can go and play first today, and you will officially start teaching tomorrow."

The two of them cheered and took the things and entered the cabin next to them. Han Feng looked at the cabin strangely, as if there was no such cabin before.

After simply decorating the cottage, the two of them ran out in the wind.

The two have been to the city of Long Winter for several months, but they have never been able to surf the streets. Fortunately, the Hanfeng has been shopping on the streets for more than a month, so the two of them will not get lost.

When the Hongri gradually sinks into the Uchasi Mountains, the two of them come back with a bunch of gadgets. Old Man Mu doesn't say much, just smiles.

It was not until the purple moon rose into the night sky and the stars in the sky blinked, that Ryan still thought about going back.

"Oh! It's so miserable! It's so late, Hanfeng, I'm leaving! I'll come to find you in a few days, Hughes asked me to work hard on magic arrows. I only have one holiday every half month, and I come to find you when I have time." Ryan waved his hand and hurried towards the Ashes Station.

Hanfeng was living outside alone for the first time, and he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. He tossed and turned, thinking about everything in his mind, and the most thought was his own bloodline. Since Hanfeng knew that he was not a purely blooded human, Hanfeng had been struggling with this problem. It was not until dawn that Hanfeng could barely fall asleep.

The next day, Old Man Mu took Han Feng out of the city. Seeing that there were no people around, Old Man Mu took Han Feng and jumped onto the big tree beside him with a sensitive movement that was not consistent with his figure and age, and suddenly jumped onto another tree. In the blink of an eye, Old Man Mu stopped. It was a dense primeval forest in front of him, and it seemed that no one had come.

"Okay, what you have to do next is to feel the breath of nature and generate seeds of magic in physical energy." Old Man Mu let down the cold wind.

"But my cyclone capacity is too small to become a spellcaster..." Han Feng suddenly remembered what the people in the career introduction office said about him.

"It doesn't matter, I naturally have a way, and you are not becoming a spell caster, but you want to become a mixed profession." Old Man Mu told Han Feng confidently.

Han Feng opened his mouth and was about to talk about the cyclone problem. He hesitated for a while, but when he thought of his own situation, he would forget it. At worst, he would continue to go back and follow Uncle Ram.

"I will teach you how to operate magic, but the way I teach you the magic is different from the way other people's magic is. It's a bit special. I'll guide you to feel it now." Old Man Mu put his hand on Han Feng's head, and a magic power penetrated into Han Feng's body. Han Feng only felt a gentle force penetrated from the top of his head into his whole body.

"Huh? Why is the capacity of the cyclone level 4? Didn't Pala say that it was barely level 3? Forget it, it doesn't matter, the bigger the better." When Old Man Mu's magic penetrated into the cyclone, he was surprised to find that the capacity of the cold wind cyclone was different from the information.

"Remember the magic route, and when you give birth to the seeds of magic, you will run according to the specific route. Remember, you nod your head."

The magic power that ran around all over the body suddenly began to flow slowly according to a specific route. First, it rotated in the cyclone, and after a few turns, it started from the cyclone, followed the tendons and veins and reached the head. It was particularly slow when running the head, eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and then went down. After running the soles of the feet, it returned to the cyclone and began to rotate slowly again.

After running it several times, Han Feng carefully recalled and confirmed that he had indeed remembered it. So he nodded and Mr. Mu took his hand back.

"The running steps just now can be taken apart. Except for the cyclone that keeps rotating to increase the amount of magic, the other running processes are specially trained to exercise the five senses, which helps improve the sensitivity of the five senses. When you have magic, you can try it."

Fighting energy to train perception, magic to temper will, is well-known common sense. Han Feng doesn't know this. If Han Feng knows this, he will definitely be surprised to hear him. Of course, the same is true for others.
Chapter completed!