The boss rolled himself into a god in three thousand planes

Feng Zhiyu watched her grandmother sitting in the shade of a tree and taking a nap. When she was about to leave, she heard her grandmother laugh a few times.

Feng Zhiyu wondered if she had heard wrongly, so she stopped and stood for a long time. Her grandmother must have had a good dream! It's just that this dream is a bit strange.

Grandma Sun walked out at this time, and when she saw Feng Zhiyu, she walked over quietly.

"What's wrong, Miss Second?"

"I have memorized all the martial arts secrets that my grandmother gave me before, but I just don't understand a few things and I want to ask my grandmother for advice."

When Grandma Sun heard this, she immediately patted her forehead.

"Look at my memory, the old lady asked me to deliver it to you this morning, but I forgot about it for a moment, please wait."

Grandma Sun immediately turned around and returned to the house, and quickly took out a few pages of paper: "Second Miss, this is what the old lady asked me to give you."

After Feng Zhiyu got it, he was stunned for a moment when he saw that the analysis above happened to be something he didn't understand.

I couldn't help but feel that my grandmother's smile was always so enigmatic.

Grandma Sun didn't understand either. Ever since the old lady left the palace, she had become even more out of place. She was like that whenever she was free. I really didn't know what she was doing.

"Grandma, have you been so sleepy lately?"

"The old lady said she was cultivating herself." Anyway, she didn't believe it. She had been so active in supervising the people in the mansion to practice kung fu! It's completely free now, and it's a shame that everyone is aware of it.

Of course, after practicing Qigong, if nothing else, their strength is much stronger. As long as there are results, they will be motivated.

Especially when they saw the sword skills danced by the second lady, many people were surprised, but the old lady said that it was just an empty show, so an old lady of an age came to a live broadcast, and the sword energy split. After the big water tank in front, who can not believe it?

Each and every one of them seemed to have been injected with chicken blood.

The old lady can be so powerful even at her age, let alone them!

Therefore, everyone in the mansion was discussing how to practice Qigong.

As for whether there will be traitors, Su Wan is strong enough to deal with them. Naturally, except for the masters, everyone in the mansion has been poisoned by Su Wan, which is not poisonous. This is enough to deter them.

As long as there are no double-minded people, it doesn't matter. As for those who are afraid of death or are disloyal, Su Wan has already expelled them from the Hou Mansion.

Feng Zhiren returned to the Hou Mansion and had some doubts about life.

All the servants in the mansion were acting strangely, and they couldn't bear it anymore when they saw Manager Chen's Golden Rooster independence.

"Steward Chen, what are you doing?"

"Your Majesty, you are back! This old slave is practicing!"

Feng Zhiren looked surprised and frowned. He had never seen this kind of practice method before.

"Who asked you to practice this?"

"It's the old lady."

"It's just nonsense."

Manager Chen immediately stepped forward and explained: "Your Majesty, you don't know something. We are really practicing."

Feng Zhiren expressed doubts.

Just at this moment, a long sword stabbed at him, and he resisted it out of reflex. When he saw the person clearly, he was even more surprised.

"Second sister?"

"Third brother, watch your move!"

Although Feng Zhiren won in the end, he was already shocked that his weak and boneless second sister could fight him for ten times.

"Second sister, when did you start practicing martial arts?"

"It was only at the beginning of last month that I was just scratching the surface. Compared with my grandmother, I was far behind."

"Grandma is great?"

"The old lady can split a water tank with her sword energy!" Manager Chen looked proud.

"Grandma slapped the tea table in half with her bare hands." Feng Zhiyu also looked proud.

Feng Zhiren was messy in the wind.

He must have gone home the wrong way.

But it’s only been two short months! He didn't come back for two months, and it seemed like everything had changed at home.

He hurriedly ran to find Su Wan.

Su Wan was just about to enter meditation, and of course he was going to watch the live broadcast.

Seeing Feng Zhiren frown, she almost forgot that her grandson was one of them! Miscalculation! Miscalculation!

"Grandma is not happy to see her grandson?"

"That's possible! No way, grandma is very happy."

Feng Zhiren breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Grandma, I heard Manager Chen say that you can break water tanks with your sword energy?"

"It seems like that's the case."

"The mistress smashed the tea table in half with her bare hands."

"Uh!" Forget it.

"Grandma, I want to compete with you, okay?" Feng Zhiren really wanted to know if it was true. After all, this was beyond his scope of knowledge. He wanted to ask for proof.

A quarter of an hour later, Feng Zhiren was stunned, looking at his knocked down sword, not knowing whether he was happy or sad for a moment.

Since grandma has secretly become so powerful, isn't he not that important in grandma's heart? Did you know that he went to see Feng Zhiyao before leaving?

Otherwise, how could it be possible that for two months, I didn’t know any news about him?

"Okay, what are you doing with a sad face? Grandma prepared this for you. I told you, she was worried that it would affect your studies."

Su Wan took out two books for him. After all, Feng Zhiren was one of the best martial arts wizards, and of course he was inferior to him.

Feng Zhiren looked at the book in his hand, tears streaming down his face. His grandmother still loved him the most. Everyone else had one, but he only had two.

In fact, there is a matter of cultivating one’s character.

"Combining the two books will get twice the result with half the effort. If you don't have anything to do during this period, it's better to stay out of the house less."

"Yes, grandma." Feng Zhiren held the book in his arms very dearly.

Su Wan was very happy. He could watch a theater properly again. As long as his grandson didn't go out, would others still come to his door?

After all, Feng Zhiren is not a prince, so there is no suitable reason for him to get close to him.

[Host, do you know what I discovered? 】

"you say!"

[Bai Xianjue’s targets are not only the people of the Jin Dynasty, she also targets the sixth prince of the Xiling Kingdom. The sixth prince was sent to the Nanyuan Kingdom as a hostage since he was a child, and will eventually become the king of the Xiling Kingdom]

Su Wan couldn't stand hearing this, this is what he calls a master! If we continue this strategy, won't we be able to unify the five countries and have a powerful harem?

Su Wan suddenly thought of something and smiled extremely evilly.

[Host, aren’t you worried? 】

"What are you worried about? Are you worried that I won't be able to kill her by then? Are you stupid? If you take away all her halo by then, do you think she can still make waves?"

system:【……】

Su Wan decided to go out for a walk!

No, you have to bring your grandson Feng Zhiren with you.

"Grandma, can I not go? I still want to practice!"

"Okay then! I have to go alone."

Feng Zhiren looked at her grandmother's lonely look and couldn't bear it. She could practice kung fu at any time, but her grandmother couldn't always be with her.

Yuxianglou.

Su Wan and Feng Zhiren were in a private room, and Grandma Sun was serving Su Wan. Not long after eating, there was a sound coming from the private room next door.

"Sister Zhiyao, don't be sad. That Bai Xianjue is a vixen. Anyway, I told my mother that she will never allow her to marry the prince's brother."