It is another new day. Snowflakes are falling and the sky is not bright yet. Qingwan, a girl in green, practiced the Qing family's "Spirit Snake Fist" in the martial arts field. With a set of spiritual snake body techniques, the girl's body dances in the snow. Before the snowflakes are stuck on the girl's clothes, they are transformed into invisible by a burning blood gas.

moment.

The boxing technique has been settled.

There was a lot of cheers around.

"It's worthy of being Qingwan. Our generation is the number one warrior in Qinglong Town, so beautiful."

"I could have Qingwan, you had the ability to succeed."

Qing was like a proud peacock, disagreed with the praise of these males. In the past sixteen years, countless people have cursed her in Qinglong Town, and she has long been tired of hearing it. Qingwan couldn't help but think of the first time he saw the man exiled to Qinglong Town, the man who was more easily gained by all the aristocratic tribes in Qinglong Town, and even her parents were afraid of them.

But this man is a useless waste, just because he has a strong family background in the Great Dynasty.

Chen Mo.

"Sister Qingwan, you have almost cultivated your qi and blood to a certain extent." A girl of similar age laughed. "This way you will have qi and blood to turn nine times."

"Liu Xin, it's just a nine-turn of qi and blood." Qingwan said disdainfully with her hair.

"There must be no problem with the provincial examination. If you pass the provincial examination, Sister Qingwan can become a poor scholar, so that she will not be punished as a doctor."

"snort."

Qingwan raised the corner of her mouth, and she was still quite proud. Her eyes looked at a street. Her female companion found that she had looked at it many times this morning and asked, "Sister Qingwan, what are you looking at?"

"Ah, aren't you waiting for that Chen Mo?"

"I'll wait for him, is he worthy of this waste?" Qingwan sneered. "I want to see when he can hold on."

"Yes, I haven't seen him for a day today. He is usually quite on time." The girl suddenly remembered, no wonder she always felt that something was missing. It turned out that she didn't see Chen Mochen running. The other friends would laugh at him especially, and then be stimulated to work harder.

No, a waste is so hard at all trying to change his destiny, so of course they can't fall behind that waste.

"I must be unable to hold on. After all, Chen Mo can't even turn around his qi and blood, so he can't stand such a cold day." Liu said naturally.

Qingwan's eyes were even more contempt, "You said so, let's continue practicing."

"Um."

At this moment, they didn't know that Chen Mo had appeared on the remote river bank a few hours earlier than them. Since accepting my aunt's combination of the qi and blood of the Hunyuan stake, Chen Mo has been cultivating qi and blood on this river embankment. The river embankment is wide and can increase the vision. My aunt said that this kind of view of the mountains and rivers can make the mind wider and easier to practice.

Chen Mo tried to practice another Tai Chi technique. In conjunction with the mood of climbing up and looking far, the qi and blood quenched into the membrane like flowing water. This unexpected discovery surprised Chen Mo very much.

After practicing this for several days, Chen Huhao quickly bought all the medicinal materials that Chen Mo wanted to buy. With the identity of the eldest son of the Chen family, these primary medicinal materials were practiced into simple medicinal soups for soaking.

On the thirteenth day, Chen Mo had already trained his qi and blood into his muscles. Each punch was like a cannon, which was full of strength than before. After tempering his qi and blood into his muscles, Chen Mo would not feel cold even if he walked in the snow with his bare arms. He was already qualified to turn qi and blood three times, and even the maids began to feel that his young master Chen Mo seemed to have become manly.

On this day, Chen Mo practiced happily again, soaked in the medicinal wine, and returned to his condition to perfection, preparing to meet his aunt.

Xiaotao bought some things from outside the house, lowered his head, and quickly walked into the kitchen.

"Xiao Tao, I probably won't come back tonight."

"Ah, yes, Master, I understand."

"Hmm?" Chen Mo heard Xiao Tao's voice a little strange. When the girl walked into the kitchen, she was in a panic when she saw Chen Mo.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, Master."

Chen Mo walked over and said calmly: "Look at me."

"Young Master."

"Don't you want to see me?"

"No, no." Xiaotao raised his head in panic, revealing tears on his face.

really.

From Xiao Tao's voice, Chen Mo could hear that it was different from usual. Now seeing Xiao Tao's face was blue and swollen, Chen Mo was furious, "Who bullied you?"

"No, no one bullies Xiaotao, it's just a joke." Xiaotao hurriedly defended.

"If you think I am the young master, just tell me what's going on." Chen Mo could tolerate those ridicule. After all, he is not the kind of cruel person who destroys the other party if he dislikes others. Others' eyes are just nonsense, but ridicule doesn't matter. If he really bullies him, his identity as the fourth young master of Chang'an is not a vegetarian.

"Young Master." Xiao Tao was also blinded by Chen Mo's cold tone.

Chen Mo has trained to the third turn of Qi and Blood, and every muscle on his body is full of pressure, but ordinary maids can't resist Chen Mo's oppression.

Soon, Xiaotao told him about it.

It turned out that she was buying vegetables outside, but when she came back, she was accused by a group of children playing with snow. When these children saw that she was Chen Mo's personal maid, they started playing snowball games.

"Just just have a joke..." Xiaotao said softly.

Chen Mo frowned and said nothing.

The bruises and swelling on Xiao Tao's body were obviously smashed. Chen Mo knew that those children were probably descendants of several families in Qinglong Town. Even these guys had at least entered the human star path, with at least one or two turn of qi and blood. Even if they threw a snowball and hit Xiao Tao with an unarmed and bloodless maid, what is the difference between a stone?

"Young Master?" Seeing that Chen Mo was silent, Xiao Tao was uneasy and had a hint of anticipation in her heart.

However, Chen Mo's next words made the maid feel cold.

"It's time, I'll go out to exercise, don't go too far in the future." After a few casual words, Chen Mo went out.

"Okay." Xiaotao responded disappointedly.

"Sister Xiao Tao, are you okay? Let's apply some medicine for you."

"Oh, be careful in the future, the young master will be in a dilemma."

"I know." Xiaotao said with difficulty.

The black-faced guard Tiedao outside the door saw this scene, and the lines on his face twitched a few times. Seeing Chen Mo's eyes were full of contempt, he looked at the maid and shook his head.

For more than ten minutes, Chen Mo saw children playing snowball fights in an open space. These children were dressed in gorgeous clothes and were still young, but their qi and blood had already been made into a film, and it was not cold in the middle of winter.

When Chen Mo walked over, several little kids were still laughing around.

"Hehe, the woman I hit just now is so happy."

"That waste maid is also a waste, and she has no power to fight back at all."

"Qingrong, will we be retaliated against if we do this? My father said that the Chen family is very powerful."

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? We are just playing snowball fights, she can't play with us." A cute little boy with pink pecks raised his chest and looked confident: "If you want to blame her, she will blame her for being incompetent, and she followed a useless waste."

"Hmph, the men who dare to bully my sister are all bad guys, so I'm not afraid of him." The little boy said proudly.

Chen Mo knew that he was Qingwan's younger brother Qingrong, who was only nine years old this year, but he was also a martial arts talent. He had already changed his qi and blood, and his future prospects could surpass his sister.

"It's really strange who dares to bully your sister in Qinglong Town?" Chen Mo smiled.

"Chen Mo."

Several little boys were startled when they saw Chen Mo. Qing Rong opened his eyes wide and said, "It's you, you are the only one here who dares to bully my sister."

"If I don't flatter her, it's also called bullying? Your sister taught you this."

"You dare to say that to my sister." Qingrong clenched his fists angrily.

These little guys are not afraid of tigers, but they are spoiled at home and know Chen Mo's background deeply. They are so angry that they don't dare to take action. Qingrong is also a clever ghost. His eyes turn cunningly and he holds his waist and says, "You must be here to avenge your maid, right? We didn't treat her, she wants to play snowball fights by herself."

"That's right, we can testify."

A bunch of kids started yelling.

"I won't take revenge, I'm just here to see how you play." Chen Mo shrugged: "It's quite boring to stay at home all the time."

"Then you play with us. It's very simple. Just rub a snowball and hit it over. Anyone who exceeds one range will lose. Brother Chen Mo, do you want to play with us?" Qing Rong narrowed his eyes, and felt very cute and deceitful.

"It's so simple. You are so young. You smashed you and cried to your house to complain. Others think I'm bullying the small ones because of the big ones."

"Hahahaha." Qing Rong laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth, and the other friends laughed loudly. This Young Master Chen Mo really didn't know anything. He really thought throwing snowballs was so simple.

Several little guys exchanged evil glances.

"No, we will never complain, but if Brother Chen Mo loses, don't complain." Qingrong smiled.

"If I lose, I will move out of Qinglong Town immediately." Chen Mo said without hesitation.

"You are not allowed to cheat." Qing Rong shouted.

"Of course, but if you lose, you will obediently listen to me in the future. If I ask you to go east, you will not go west. You must also apologize to my maid." Chen Mo glanced at it.

Chen Mo's confidence made Qingrong a little suspicious. Then he thought that when he was thinking, the force that was cultivated by qi and blood was relied on. The higher the qi and blood turnover, the stronger the power. The snowballs smashed out were enough to make ordinary people covered in bruises. Chen Mo was a waste who could not practice martial arts in Qinglong Town, and there was no reason to be afraid of him.

Qingrong had long disliked Chen Mo. Since he came to Qinglong Town, he has been rude to his sister. If he drove him out, his sister would definitely praise him. Thinking of it, Qingrong smiled sweetly; "Does Brother Chen Mo want to hit us alone?"

"This way, avoid some people saying that I am bullying the small ones with the big ones." Chen Mo nodded.

"Okay, Brother Chen Mo, if you step into this area, we will start playing snowballs." Qing Rong showed his white teeth, and the little boy's smile was quite likable. The other friends took the opportunity to separate and secretly pinched the snowballs, circulated the blood and instilled strength.

Although these little guys are young, they cooperate well and have a tacit understanding.
Chapter completed!