Chapter 4134: Dependence on External Things!

"Look at it." Xiao Fan held the bottle, smiled, and looked at Wu Jie beside him: "Come in."

The next moment, Wu Jie was confused and was put into the bottle by Xiao Fan.

"This" Xiao Li looked at Xiao Fan in disbelief.

"Did you see it? These things have their own uses. For example, if you don't leave a slave mark on others, you can't put them into the spirit beast magic weapon. Moreover, if the other party wants, they can destroy the spirit beast magic weapon, but this is different. You can put it directly in, as long as your strength is strong enough, understand?" Xiao Fan smiled.

"I understand." Xiao Li nodded heavily.

"Hehehe, you hope to rely on your own strength, which is a good thing, but you can't be blind, understand?" Xiao Fan spoke slowly.

Xiao Li has a strong talent, but because of the ancient holy body, Xiao Li doesn't want to rely on external objects.

Xiao Fan also taught Xiao Li a lesson.

"You have to know that if your father didn't have these external objects, how could I have come to where I am today?" Xiao Fan smiled and said, "If you and I were at the same level, do you think you could definitely beat me? If I fight you at my current level, do you think you might have a chance of winning?"

Hearing this, Xiao Li nodded heavily: "Yes, I understand, father."

"Hehe, it's good that you understand." Xiao Fan smiled and nodded: "Remember, strength is everything, even external objects are a kind of strength, do you understand?"

"Yes." Xiao Li nodded heavily.

After teaching his son a lesson, Xiao Fan looked at Xiao Qing and smiled: "You and your brother are just the opposite. Sometimes you rely too much on external objects. Your talent is not inferior to your brother, but your current strength is far inferior to your brother, even before his level has not been improved."

"Why don't I use my magic weapon?" Xiao Qing pouted.

Indeed.

Before, Xiao Qing's strength was not as good as Xiao Li's.

Of course, it also had something to do with Xiao Qing's neglect of practice.

"Hehehe, you can use it, but you can't rely on it, understand? Once the opponent has a magic weapon that restrains your magic weapon, what should you do? Have you thought about it? What should you do if the magic weapon fails?" Xiao Fan said with a smile.

"I know, Dad." Xiao Qing nodded.

"Hehe, it's good to know." Xiao Fan smiled.

At this time, Lan Zhanque walked to Xiao Fan's side, stuck to Xiao Fan's ear, and whispered a few words

What Lan Zhanque said to Xiao Fan was blocked by Xiao Fan's magic, and no one else could hear it.

Lan Zhanque knew very well that if he transmitted the sound with his own strength, everyone could hear it clearly, so he just whispered directly, Xiao Fan would definitely be able to handle it.

Hearing Lan Zhanque's words, Xiao Fan looked at Wang Teng and smiled maliciously.

"Father-in-law, what's wrong with you?!" Wang Teng spoke weakly, looking at Xiao Fan stupidly.

"Hehe, it's nothing. I think you are a good kid. You will watch Xiao Qing practice in the future. Do you hear me? Urge Xiao Qing. If she neglects, I will deal with you and your Wang family. Do you understand?" Xiao Fan sneered.

Just now, Lan Zhanque told Xiao Fan that Wang Teng would come up with tricks to coax Xiao Qing every now and then.

Xiao Qing didn't practice at all, and she didn't have the heart to practice. She was busy traveling with Wang Teng.

Xiao Qing's personality was not able to control her at all. Moreover, Lan Zhanque and the others couldn't control Xiao Qing's strength.

Now that Xiao Fan is back, let Xiao Fan handle it.

"Ah? This" Wang Teng was dumbfounded when he heard it.

"Dad, what do you mean?!" Xiao Qing was unhappy, pinching her waist and speaking angrily.

"Hehe, it means literally, don't you understand?" Xiao Fan said lightly: "Wang Teng, do you have any objection?!"

"No, no, no." Wang Teng shook his head repeatedly.

"Hehe, very good, you have no choice but to urge Xiao Qing in the future." Xiao Fan sneered.

"Dad, you can't be like this!" Xiao Qing stamped her feet in anger.

"Be good, Qing'er, listen to me"