Time flies by in a hurry, and for Qing Shui, the passage of time becomes even more painful. Although his body has grown a lot at the age of eight, he still has a thin face, but his bright black eyes have become...
She is getting prettier and prettier, but her body is still too weak to practice any martial arts!
"Qing Shui! Qing Shui!" A young man as strong as a tiger cub came running, shouting Qing Shui!
Qing Shui would run up the hillside when nothing happened. He longed for the tranquility outside, which would make him feel calm and less irritable. As he grew older, he ran more frequently!
Qing Shui turned around and saw Qing Hu, who had the best relationship with him!
Qinghu is one year younger than Qingshui, and he has now mastered the family's "Qinglian Kung" to the third level of a warrior! Warriors are divided into servants, warriors, generals, commanders, innates, emperors of martial arts, emperors of martial arts, emperors of martial arts, and gods.
There are ten levels of Shinto, and each level is divided into ten levels!
Qinghu is the youngest grandson of the Qing family, but there are three grandsons of the same age as him, which means that the head of the Qing family had four more grandsons the year he was born!
Many children in the family look down on Qing Shui. After all, in a world where martial arts is respected, who would look down on a loser who is destined not to practice martial arts? His only friend is Qing Hu!
In this world, he was destined to be lonely from the moment he could walk until he was confirmed to be unable to practice martial arts!
Although Qing Shui's actual age is already twenty-six, eighteen years in the previous life plus eight years in this life, so he is not like other children who can cry or make trouble when they play! Almost no one has seen Qing Shui cry or make trouble.
Pass!
Qing Shui also didn't want to play with those little kids who would make a fuss over trivial things and even cry. He felt bored, but Qing Shui was still very happy for Qing Hu, his "brother". Qing Shui was always looked down upon and even spurned by others behind his back.
This becomes even more precious to him! Although the other person is just a child, it still makes him feel warm in his heart!
The head of the Qing family, Mr. Qing Luo, is at his peak. Except for the second son, Qing He, who has reached the ninth level of martial arts commander, he has struggled to break through. The other sons are all at the eighth level of martial arts commander, but some are high and some are low!
Now only Qinghe is concentrating on martial arts, hoping to one day enter the tenth level of martial arts commander, reaching the highest level acquired the day after tomorrow. Only in this way can someone from the second generation be able to compete with the famous families in Baili City!
There are several geniuses among the three generations. The eldest grandson Qingzi has reached the seventh level of military commander at the age of 21, and even Qingluo trained him personally!
As for the others, Qing Glaze, who was only thirteen years old, broke through to the sixth level of military commander some time ago. This made Qingluo so happy that he could laugh out of his dreams. He entered the sixth level of military commander at the young age of thirteen, and was even better than his elder grandson Qingzi.
Two years earlier. It should be noted that these two years are of great significance. Qingluo's speed is no longer inferior to some geniuses! Therefore, Qingluo's high hopes for this grandson are hidden deep in his heart!
In a world where martial arts is respected, the most talked about thing is martial arts, and Qing Shui is most afraid of hearing that terrible word, so he will go outside to the mountains and be in a daze as long as he doesn't sleep or eat!
As time went by, he became more and more indifferent. Of course, except for his mother who could see his smile, not even Qing Luo could see it!
Qing Shui didn't know that Qing Yi couldn't help but feel cramped in his heart every time he saw that lonely little figure. In the past three years, he had sought countless precious medicinal materials to treat Qing Shui but it had no effect at all. That indifferent face could only be healed after falling asleep.
A knowing smile will appear only when you have a good dream!
"Why did you run out? If you don't go to practice martial arts, be careful your uncle will spank you!" Qing Shui's face only became softer when talking to Qing Hu!
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt, so what are you afraid of!" Qinghu said nonchalantly. Qingshui saw that a seven-year-old child said this very cute thing, but he didn't know that he was also a child!
"Let's go back! Auntie will come to see you again soon!" Qinghu blinked his big eyes and said angrily!
Qing Shui saw Qing Hu's strong body and then looked at his own thin body and could only sigh helplessly. Did he really spend his life like this? Why were there so many people who traveled through time and each one of them became a peerless strong man? Why
Can’t you count yourself as one? Is it easy to travel by yourself?,,,,,,,,,,,
Qing Shui and Qing Hu caught up for dinner when they returned to Qing's house, and Qing Yi was about to go find Qing Shui. When he saw Qing Shui come back, he invited Qing Shui and Qing Hu to have dinner. Today is the last day of a month. On the last day of every month, the whole family will be here.
Having a meal together and being reunited can be considered as a way to connect with each other!
Qing Luo is at the main table, and his tablemates are Qing He, Qing Zi, and Qing Glaze! Next down are the other second generations, and then the third generation who are a bit messy!
Qingzi and Qingglai can sit where they are because of their strength. This is an incentive method implemented by Qingluo. The purpose is to mobilize the aggressiveness of these brats, because sitting at the head table is an honor, and pocket money is also available.
Much higher than others!
Qing Shui finished his meal in silence next to Qing Yi. Others were in small groups, with a few people who were quite close together. Qing Shui had always been a lonely person since he was a child. As his mother, Qing Yi
But there is nothing we can do!
Qing Yi lamented that three years had made his son become like this. Although he was lonely three years ago, he was not like this. After all, sometimes he could see his childish side, but now he looks nothing like a child. If he continues like this, this child
It will collapse. Looking at the lonely little figure walking outside, tears fell from Qing Yi's eyes again!
In three years, I don’t know how many times I have shed tears!