In the Qi family Yueshan Changquan Martial Arts Hall, Zong Xian practiced his kung fu until noon as usual.

His skin-forging stage is coming to an end. His arms can become as hard as cowhide when they stir up their qi and blood, and they will shine with a blue luster, as if they are wearing a green leather case.

During the afternoon break, he followed Qi Yunyan to recognize words.

His previous life experience and serious attitude made him learn quickly.

After just over a month, he could recognize and write most of the commonly used words.

Moreover, Zong Xian's mouth is sweet enough, he always calls Sister Yan'er, and often tells some interesting jokes to make her happy. Now he is almost regarded as his younger brother by Qi Yunyan.

After learning to recognize words, Jin Zhuyue also returned to the museum from outside, so Zong Xian practiced several skills with her.

The two sides had little communication, but they had some tacit understanding.

It was not until most of the afternoon that Na Mohe took the carriage and arrived at the martial arts hall under the service of a beautiful maid.

Zong Xian was careful about him and found that the boy looked proud.

Occasionally, I will catch a glimpse of myself and smile.

The attitude is actually more friendly than before a dispute!

This move not only did not make Zong Xian relax his vigilance, but instead became more alert.

Mo He was originally a arrogant and arrogant guy, and he would never suddenly change his sexual desire!

Thinking of this, Zong Xian suddenly understood something.

The reason why this guy can become happy and have a clear idea is that he has prepared the means to deal with him!

Perhaps in Mo He's eyes, he was already like a dead person.

While practicing strength this morning, Zong Xian once mentioned the possibility of revenge in Mo He.

In response to this, Mr. Qi just patted his shoulder and said something intriguing.

"I know what I know in my heart..."

Perhaps Mr. Qi had already had some ideas about the Mo family.

But even so, Zong Xian had to make more preparations.

These days, he has been in the martial arts hall, and he has not been shopping seriously yet.

The money I had previously robbed from Wang Hangou and others was basically not moved.

So he planned to take advantage of the busy end of the year to purchase some items to deal with emergencies.

He thought in his mind while punching the thick and hard iron sand with two punches beside the iron sand pot.

After thinking about it, if Mo He wanted to harm him, there were only a few choices.

Either they hire a murderer to kill someone with a knife, or they are secretly poisoning.

During these days, he was basically in a simple and easy-to-understand state, and it was impossible for the other party to break into the martial arts hall to kill him.

There is no chance of poisoning.

He and Mr. Qi, Sister Yan'er, and Aunt Wang ate and lived together, and the daily meals were purchased by Aunt Wang himself.

Although Aunt Wang is just a choreographer in the museum, Zong Xian actually found that she is a martial artist in Qi and Blood Realm, and her daily routine is quite neat and there is no loophole to take advantage of.

In this way, the only opportunity to do it was his daily night patrol.

Zong Xian also thought about this issue.

He would walk closely with Jin Zhuyue during the night patrol.

Jin Zhuyue is chivalrous and is also the beloved daughter of the Blue Eagle Protector. Her own strength is not weak among her peers. I think it will definitely make the murderer Mo He invited to be concerned.

No matter how bad they are, they can take care of each other, so they will not be at a disadvantage when they meet each other.

...

Seven or eight days passed in a blink of an eye.

Everything is as usual these days.

After the Jinglian Cult incident, the half-year-old boys from other martial arts schools in the Night Patrol team were replaced by disciples of Qi and Blood Realm who had been practicing for more than two or three years, in order to prevent accidents in the future night patrol.

If these familiar disciples present on that day, Jin Zhuyue and Zong Xian would not be able to come and go secretly without being noticed.

The Yueshan Changquan Martial Arts Hall is unchanged, but it is still Jin, and the two of them serve as servants for the hall.

The New Year atmosphere in Bei'an City is getting stronger and stronger.

In Zong Xian's eyes, although this place is a different world, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival is similar to that of the previous life, but it is different in some customs and allusions.

The Spring Festival also has the meaning of the earth rejuvenating, the end and the beginning, and everything renews.

The streets and alleys became more and more lively.

Even the beggars can get twice as much copper coins as they are usually!

Every night when he was on duty, he followed Jin Zhuyue closely. The night patrols went smoothly for several days, and even the people from the Jinglian Cult never met again.

In these days, Zong Xian's martial arts realm has also been improved.

The skin-forging stage was officially completed and the process of tempering the body began.

When his blood surged, ordinary knife could hardly scratch his skin.

The reason why warriors are powerful is reflected in their strong body. Whether it is qi, blood or strength, they are essentially a kind of "energy" that can strengthen themselves.

On the contrary, moves are not the most important.

However, each school often pays attention to internal strength when practicing qi, blood and strength.

Only by practicing with the corresponding external skills can you achieve twice the result with half the effort.

He has tested it in private and his strength has reached the level of more than 2,100 pounds of a single arm.

The thickness of the qi and blood in the body has increased by about half a century.

I usually have a lot of energy, and even my steps have become more agile.

When the meat forging phase is completed, his strength and physical strength will be further enhanced.

This is the reason why the so-called strong body means the strong one.

At the same time, he also asked Master Qi to teach him how to cast hidden weapons these days, and he has already started to do it.

Whether it is gravel or iron nails, it has great power when throwing it out.

Even if you have not yet achieved the cultivation level, you are accurate within five feet and very different within ten feet, but if you are a little farther away, it will be hard to describe it.

In the evening, he and Jin Zhuyue went to the east city office to report as usual.

The experienced disciples who came from other martial arts schools were old-fashioned, and they arrived every night.

Only Zong Xian and Jin Zhuyue are the most punctual, and usually at least half an incense stick is in advance.

As soon as the two stepped into the yard, Zong Xian found that Qian Youcai, who was usually quite sober, was drunk today.

Not only did he stagger when walking, but the smell of wine on his body could be smelled two feet away. When he got closer, he could make people breathless.

Jin Zhuyue brought Zhang Banding to sit down with Zong Xian. Seeing this, she couldn't help but quips at Lao Qian.

"Hey, old money!"

"How come I'm so beautiful today?"

"However, what's the good news?"

She often deals with people in the gang and is quite skilled in talking about these philosophical words on the streets.

Qian Youcai was originally giggling, but when he heard Jin Zhuyue's voice, he was suddenly startled, rubbed his eyes, and looked over in a daze.

"Sections and Sects..."

"Himmer~"

He subconsciously pointed at Zong Xian, stuttering as if he wanted to call his name.

Then a burp made him shudder again, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

At this time, another Bucha smiled and brought a bowl of water to feed Lao Qian to drink.

"belch!"

"Huh... um..."

After drinking the water, Lao Qian seemed much more comfortable.

He smiled at Jin Zhuyue, waved his hand, and said nothing.

Then he looked at Zong Xian with a hazy look, couldn't help but smile "hehe" and then he was helped away by other Buchas.

When he was in place, Zong Xian squinted his eyes slightly, always feeling that something was wrong with his old money today!

Chapter completed!