Chapter 135
Seeing that when it was time to eat, King of Hell Chu prepared the meal, held it on a large tray, and hung the knife around his waist; Shi Shiran walked into the secret passage and asked for a kiss.
cough cough, the kiss of Mo Qingwu at this age is not very ecstasy, but hehe…King of Hell Chu doesn’t care…
in the secret room Mo Qingwu has been waiting eagerly. I have to say that it is cruel to lock a lively and lovely little girl of this age in this secret passage!
Although the secret room is well lit and brightly lit, it is never seen the daylight. And the little child… who doesn’t like to be lively?
Mo Qingwu suffers even more here; because of Mo Chengyu’s injury, he has to exercise every day to heal his wounds; generally when he reaches King level expert this level, he is rarely injured, but once he is injured, it is very special. Difficult to recover completely.
even more how or a nearly fatal internal injury like Mo Chengyu?
He meditated for a while, and after waiting for some savings in his internal breath, he began to vibrate his internal organs, vibrating the congestion in his body and spurting it out of his mouth; …
It’s extremely troublesome.
Only when the congestion is completely gone, the five viscera and six bowels are completely back to normal, and the meridian is completely unobstructed, can it be considered a complete recovery…
“Oh, Elder Brother Chu Yang, you are here! “Mo Qingwu found Chu Yang, his eyes lit up, he almost rushed in, and he was about to jump up into his arms.
“Uh, wait… big brother still has food in his hand.” At this moment, Chu Yang blamed the tray of food in his hand.
If it weren’t for these things, wouldn’t I be able to hold a desire of one’s dreams, a soft, soft, fragrant body and make a few circles?
After finally putting down the food, Mo Qingwu came up cautiously and solemnly: “Elder Brother Chu Yang, can you spend more time with Xiao Wu today? Xiao Wu is here by himself, so pitiful Oh…”
“Okay…” Chu Yang agreed repeatedly, heartbroken. Well, even if it’s a major event, I’ll put it aside for the time being and see my little Qingwu aggrieved.
“Is the meal ready?” Mo Chengyu walked over from the other side of the secret room, rubbing his hands.
Mo Chengyu knows it. What Chu Yang cares about is only a small Mo Qingwu, he doesn’t even care about his King level expert… If he comes out late, he will really starve!
This guy has never known respect for the elderly. Thinking of this, Mo Chengyu felt a little tangled to commit suicide. So depressing!
Even in Middle Three Heavens, which Great Clans do you go to, and which family is not very polite to the cultivation base of your King level expert? No matter what you eat and drink, what else do you have to take with you before leaving…
But here, this kid has been reduced to being trained every day, and accidentally pays attention to no food! This…this is simply unreasonable!
Since living here, Mo Chengyu has found that he has changed a lot. At least the meal was on time. If you smell the smell of the food, if you don’t rush here, then you will be waiting for the leftovers. This is considered a good time, and when the treatment is bad, you will be hungry…
And a small Martial Artist , actually shouting to himself… Eh? Martial Artist? Mo Chengyu was taken aback by himself in disbelief: when he first came, this guy was only a Martial Warrior, how come it has only been two or three days…a Martial Artist?
Why is his Cultivation so fast?
“Since you’re here, let’s eat together.” Chu Yang’s tone seemed to give Mo Chengyu a great favor.
“Uh, thank you thank you…Thank you so much…” Mo Chengyu almost wanted to slap himself a few times as soon as he said these words! Fuck, how can I be worse than a beggar? Are you so grateful to be allowed to eat at the table together?
Is this still a King level expert? Is this yourself? If a King level expert can achieve his own level, it’s not as good as hitting his head to death…
“Um, do you have any wine?” In order to restore his dignity as a ‘King level expert’, Mo Chengyu stood up face, asked solemnly.
“No.” Chu Yang didn’t lift his head: “Come on, Xiao Wu, try this, try that…”
“How can you eat without wine?” Mo Chengyu stared.
“I love it or not! I’m still begging you to eat it? If you don’t eat it, just save one!” Chu Yang, what kind of King level expert are you? Not at all polite. He stretched out his hand to bring the rice bowl in front of Mo Chengyu.
“Don’t don’t…it’s fine without alcohol, cough cough, I’m injured now, so I can’t drink…you’re still thinking of me…” Mo Da King Level Master immediately gave in, protecting the The bowl of white rice, although I found a reason for myself, but the tone of speech is like a pleading…because King of Hell Chu is holding the rice bowl with two fingers and pulling it hard…
” Do you still drink?” King of Hell Chu remains calm and composed while handling pressing affairs, holding his rice bowl, if he exerts more force, the rice bowl will become a broken bowl…
“No more drinking, no more drinking The rice is delicious.” Mo Chengyu held his rice bowl pitifully and kept blinking: Ancestor, you don’t know how to save me some face in front of Young Lady…
“pu.. Hahaha…” Mo Qingwu, who was burying his head in drinking the soup, suddenly raised his head, he couldn’t help laughing and spit out, and then he coughed while laughing, rubbing his stomach and screaming in pain.
Chu Yang and Mo Chengyu are both…a face of vegetable soup…
“Elder Brother Chu Yang is really amazing, Chengyu Uncle is a famous love in the family Wine as one’s life, Aunt Chengyu fought with him for the sake of drinking, but he still can’t finish drinking.” Mo Qingwu said admiringly, “But when I came to Elder Brother Chu Yang, Chengyu Uncle actually dropped I won’t touch the wine…”
Mo Chengyu wiped off his face of vegetable soup, and there is still a look of vegetables on his face, thinking angrily: People are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads; See how I fix this guy!
“Yes, because you Chengyu Uncle has grown up and you are sensible, so you don’t drink anymore. Be good.” Chu Yang said softly: “It’s not good to drink, wait until Xiao Wu grows up , you can’t drink…”
He remembered that Mo Qingwu of former life also always loved what was in this cup; he often used alcohol to relieve his worries…
“I Why don’t you drink it!” Mo Qingwu blinked his eyes: “It’s bitter and spicy, what’s there to drink; I like to drink Heavenly Pear juice…”
“cough cough…” Chu Yang choked He took a sip, coughed repeatedly.
Heavenly Pear juice…This kind of high-level fruit that nourishes Qi and nourishes vitality is not seen in Lower Three Heavens. Mo Qingwu actually uses it to squeeze juice every day…
“My family has Heavenly Pear grove. Wow.” Mo Qingwu’s words made Chu Yang’s cough worse. Mo Chengyu laughed heartily on the side, very relieved, and finally saw you brat embarrassed once.
After a meal, Mo Chengyu would go back to practice Qigong immediately to heal his wounds.
“You will go later; there are still a few things to do.” Chu Yang said; to give this knife to Mo Qingwu, of course, someone must be watching and know how to do it; Mo Chengyu is exactly the The right person! If no one knows, let Mo Qingwu play with it, I’m afraid it will be gone as soon as he takes it out…
“What’s the matter?” Mo Chengyu turned his head.
“I found a gift for Xiao Wu, and I need your testimony.” Chu Yang looked at him and said slowly.
“What gift?” Mo Chengyu wanted to say ‘what gift needs a witness? ‘But seeing Chu Yang’s serious face, he immediately knew that this gift was probably no small matter.
If it was a normal gift, I’m afraid Chu Yang would have driven him aside long ago and coaxed Young Lady to be happy…
This gift seems to be of great importance, at least You need to guard yourself, and, preferably, the one that reports to Patriarch! As a King level expert, is Mo Chengyu a fool? He understood when he thought about it.
Turn around and sit carefully in the seat. This attitude is also a respect for Chu Yang.
“Elder Brother Chu Yang, what gift?” Mo Qingwu tilted his head and looked left and right on Chu Yang: “Xiao Wu likes birthdays the most, and every time he celebrates his birthday, he receives a lot. The gift…”
Chu Yang laughed and cleaned up the table; then he took off the dreaming of a gentle dance knife from his waist and placed it on the table solemnly.
“This knife is so ugly.” Mo Qingwu wrinkled his little nose and looked at the tattered scabbard. He didn’t like it very much.
But Mo Chengyu knows the goods. Seeing that the scabbard is so rusty, he knows it must be a rare antique; he can’t help but ask: “This is?”
“I don’t know, this is when I was in Beyond the Heaven Sect. One day the mountain collapsed and I discovered this by accident.” Chu Yang said solemnly: “A peerless treasured sabre!”
“Oh? Peerless treasured sabre?” Mo Chengyu was a little horrified; with Chu Yang’s character, to be able to say such a thing, is this knife really no trivial matter?
Chu Yang reached out to hold the handle, next moment, with a swipe, the long sabre came out!
Suddenly, the entire secret room was filled with red ray like a dream.
In the hands of Chu Yang, a blade glitters like a soul, and in this hazy dream-like red ray, there is even a little bit of starlight flickering, which makes it stand out. The knife is like a Divine Immortal weapon, shrouded in clouds and mist.
The rays of light flickered for a while before I could see the blade clearly.
The arc is soft and beautiful, no matter where the blade is, it’s just perfect! Even if the master craftsman of cream of the crop sees it, he can never pick out the slightest fault!
A lady’s knife! But it is the kind of knife that every chivalrous girl in Jiang Hu dreams of…
The beauty of this knife is indescribable and indescribable!
No matter who it is, at the first sight of this knife, he will definitely be conquered by this knife!
“Hi…” Mo Chengyu gasped sharply!
When he saw Chu Yang’s seriousness, he knew that this sabre must be no trivial matter, but he didn’t expect it to be such a peerless treasured sabre!
“Wow! What a beautiful knife!” Mo Qingwu clapped his little hands with love in his eyes; the first time he saw this knife, little loli was completely attracted.
“I’ll cut an iron apple for you.” Chu Yang smiled at Mo Qingwu, took out a round iron lump from his arms, and stuck the red blade on it, turning it slowly…
“Don’t hurt this knife… ah?!” Mo Chengyu only said one sentence, and was completely stunned: circles of thin iron skin, shining with the unique light of iron, Peeling a little bit from the iron ball…just like peeling an apple!
Cut iron like mud!
It is not only beautiful, but also a treasured sabre that cuts iron like mud! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)