The Goddess of Sword’s Journey Across the Stars

   Chapter 54

However, Feng Jiu just swept over his eyes, there were a few weird "clicks", the strength tester suddenly broke apart after a few bounces, and even the display screen hit the ground with a click, cracking a few lightning-like lines. .

  Chu Qianyang suddenly froze there before he retracted his hand.

  Father Feng was also taken aback, then he glanced at the model of the instrument and couldn't help being silent.

  This is the strength meter with the lowest test quota, and the upper limit is only 300, which is the bottom line data for the second-level mecha division.

  Chu Qianyang was able to smash it to pieces at once, at least indicating that his strength has far exceeded 300 strength units. It was indeed worthwhile for him to smash the big monster beast before.

It may be a bit troublesome to buy a higher-level strength test instrument in the whole town. Besides, I don’t know how many eyes are waiting for them to show their feet. Feng Dad will not take risks, so he will simply wait to go back to the manor before re-testing. once.

   Feng Feng went back to the room after seeing this for a long time, taking advantage of the aftermath of the beast tide before it passed, absorbing the extra aura.

  Since she reached the second level of the Qi training period, her cultivation speed has slowed down significantly.

  The butler did not show up for a day, and Chu Qianyang was in charge of the dinner as usual. The dishes were so delicious that they even wanted to swallow their tongues together.

  Chu Qianyang's nerves were a bit rough, and he was only frightened for a short while after experiencing an animal tide, and still fell asleep when he rested at night.

  Feng Jiu Shennian could feel the sound of his heartless breathing, until the breath around him became light, he opened his eyes.

  Tonight's night is extremely dark, and the outline of his face in the dark is blurred. Feng Jiu stared at Feng Daddy for a while before moving lightly towards his wrist.

  As a mecha maker, Daddy Feng takes special care of his hands. He looks as good as a white bamboo, and only the palm of his hand feels a thin layer of cocoon.

  Feng Jiu carefully passed a trace of spiritual power, and walked along his meridians imperceptibly, and the originally calm brows suddenly raised slightly.

The two professions of   Mecha Division and Mecha Maker are not in conflict, but the physical fitness of many Mecha Makers is not so strong, so if they are just full-time, there will be more room for improvement.

Father Feng’s physical strength is also quite good among mecha-makers, and he can even go to battle as a mecha-man by himself at some point, but Feng Jiu has never discovered that there are hidden wounds on his hands, such as a pile of cotton wool clogged in each. In a meridian, it may not affect daily activities, but as long as it is exerted too much, it will be like a poisonous needle hidden in the body, and it will be painful to pierce it once.

  Feng did not know how such an injury fell for a long time. This is different from any visible injury that can be detected by an instrument, but it is unbearable.

  It’s no wonder that he refuses to drive the mecha by himself. Under the pressure of the mecha division will only increase the pain several times, and at the same time, he cannot control the mecha better.

Such a hidden wound was nothing to Feng Jiu before, it was just a matter of her thoughts, but now she has nothing to do. The aura in her body is scarce, and she is unable to continue to do anything she wants, and it is simply not enough to support it. She completely treated Feng Daddy's injuries.

  Feng Jiu held one of his fingers, and the other party fell asleep ignorantly, but he was asleep unsteadily.

  By the next day, most of the traces of Pingqi Town being stepped on by the beast tide had been wiped out, and even the collapsed city wall had effectively covered the smaller half.

  The herd has not completely receded, there are still a small part of it wandering outside the wasteland forest, but the remaining small spots no longer pose any threat to the hunters.

  After being out for a few days, Father Feng decided to return to the manor today.

  Chu Qianyang almost didn't cry: "You can't leave me alone!"

  Father Feng packed up his things and remained unmoved: "This is a welfare that many people want and cannot be expected. Maybe you can take the opportunity to escape."

  Chu Qianyang was not touched by his jokes at all, and said in distress, "I can't run, really! You take me away."

He really didn't want to stay here alone. He saw the residents. Even a few-year-old doll would kill a monster beast without blinking, let alone those who jumped out halfway, he was worse today. Can't come back at all!

  Father Feng didn't return to him at all this time, and he held Feng for a long time.

  Chu Qianyang was very impulsive to **** the baby doll, but did not dare: "I won't go back, what should I do with the people in the prison, I can help you persuade them!"

  Chang Yuan and others hate the nobles so much. Whether it is the housekeeper or Fengtong himself, it will be counterproductive.

  Father Feng glanced at him, as if judging the truthfulness of his words.

  Dad, the district chief, when did I lie to you!

  Father Feng stared at him for a short while before saying: "Remember your words."

  Chu Qianyang "..." I don't know why it suddenly felt like a pit.

  Going back was smoother than before. When he reappeared in the manor, Feng Jiu was almost drowned by the pitiful eyes of the child.

   "Where did you go, brother?" Xiao Budian grabbed her hand and refused to let go: "I can't find you."

  While speaking, he almost missed the golden peas.

Fengjiu's attention fell on the doll in his arms. It was a cute and realistic doll with very fine workmanship. If it were not several models smaller, it looked somewhat similar to a real person.

   No matter how good-looking, this is definitely something girls like more...

  Fengjiu glanced at Mrs. Tong who was still gentle and smiling, and said nothing.

  Xiao Tong Lin didn’t notice anything, and reluctantly stuffed the doll into Fengjiu’s arms: “Look, brother, isn’t Xiao Mei particularly beautiful? May I play it for you?”

   actually even has a name.

  Father Feng said when he heard the words: "Is that younger brother good-looking or small-looking?"

   "Of course my brother, my brother is the most beautiful!" Xiaotong Lin answered without hesitation, then hesitated to glance at the doll in his hand, and said entangledly: "But I like it all."

  Fengjiu won't grab a doll from him. She is now eager to improve her cultivation level. Since there is no shortcut in reality, she will look for it, and she can always find more opportunities.

   But compared to their kindness, Chu Qianyang was not so good at this time.

  The black-haired boy was standing in front of the small building, and on the opposite side were other people in the prison. There were obviously dozens of people, but the courtyard was quiet as if the air was about to freeze.

   Chu Qianyang suffered from such a confrontation, and said, "Are you going to do something?"

  Chang Yuan frowned, and said solemnly: "Why are you back again?"

  Chu Qianyang just wanted to say something fucking, where can I go if I don’t come back?

   But obviously this is not the point, and Chang Yuan immediately said: "You went out... to do things for the nobles?"

  His voice was a little soft, but the turbulent undercurrent contained in it was noticed by everyone, and the smile on Chu Qianyang's face suddenly disappeared.

  (End of this chapter)