Chapter 4

It's a new day. Snowflakes are falling, and the sky is not yet bright. Qing Wan, a girl in blue, is practicing the Green family's' spirit snake Fist 'in the martial arts arena. With a set of spirit snake body method, the girl's body dances in the snow, and those snowflakes are invisible by a stream of burning blood before they touch the girl's clothes.

a moment.

The fist technique is settled.

There were cheers all around.

"It's worthy of being Qingwan, the first martial artist in Qinglong Town of our generation. It's so beautiful."

"If only I could have Qingwan's success."

Qing Wan, like a proud peacock, doesn't take these male compliments seriously. In the past 16 years, she has been fawning on countless numbers in Qinglong Town, and she has long been tired of listening to them. Qing Wan couldn't help thinking of the man who was exiled to Qinglong Town for the first time, the man who was easier to get all the aristocratic families in Qinglong Town than her, and even her parents should fear.

But this man is a useless waste, just because he has a strong family background of the great dynasty.

Chen mo.

"Sister Qing Wan, you have almost cultivated your qi and blood to square inches." A girl of the same age giggled. "In this way, there will be nine turns of life."

"Liu Xin, it's just nine turns of Qi and blood." Qing Wan disdained Tao for her green silk.

"There must be no problem with the provincial examination. If she passes the provincial examination, sister Qing Wan can become a poor scholar, so she can't be punished as a doctor."

"Hum."

Qing Wan raised her mouth, but she was still quite proud. Her eyes looked at a street. Her companion found that she had seen it many times this morning and asked, "sister Qing Wan, what are you looking at?"

"Ah, you're not waiting for Chen Mo?"

"I'll wait for him. Is he a waste man?" Qing Wan sneered. "I want to see when he can hold on."

"Yes, I haven't seen him all day today. He is usually very punctual." The girl suddenly remembered that it was no wonder she always felt something missing. It turned out that she didn't see Chen Mochen running. Usually, other partners would laugh at him and then be stimulated to work harder.

It's not. A waste man tries so hard to change his fate. Of course, they can't fall behind that waste man.

"He must be unable to hold on. After all, Chen Mo can't turn his blood around. He can't stand such a cold day." Liu psychologically took it for granted.

The disdain in Qing Wan's eyes was more intense, "you said the same, let's continue to practice."

"Well."

At this moment, they didn't know that Chen Mo had appeared on the remote Bank of the river several hours earlier than them. Since accepting my aunt's idea of the combination of Hun yuan stake's Qi and blood, Chen Mo has cultivated his Qi and blood on this river bank. The river bank is broad, which can increase his vision. My aunt said that this panoramic view of rivers and mountains can make his mind wider and practice easier.

Chen Mo tried to play a set of Tai Chi Boxing again. With this lofty and far-reaching mood, Qi and blood quenched into the skin like flowing water. This unexpected discovery surprised Chen mo.

After a few days of practice, Chen huhao quickly bought all the herbs Chen Mo wanted to buy. Relying on the identity of the Chen family, these primary herbs were trained into a simple medicinal soup for soaking.

On the 13th day, Chen Mo had already trained his Qi and blood into his muscles. Each punch sounded like a cannon, full of strength than before. After hardening his blood to muscles, Chen Mo will not feel the slightest cold even if he walks in the snow with his arms bare. He has the qualification to turn his blood three times. Even the maid begins to feel that his young master Chen Mo seems to have become manly.

On this day, Chen Mo practiced heartily again, soaked in medicinal wine, got up, restored his state to perfection, and was ready to see his aunt.

Xiaotao came back from shopping outside, bowed his head and walked quickly into the kitchen.

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

"Ah, yes, master, I know."

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

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing, young master."

Chen Mo walked over and calmly said, "look at me."

"Young master."

"Don't you want to see me?"

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

Sure enough.

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

"No, no one bullies Xiaotao, just for fun." Xiaotao hurriedly apologized.

"If you still think I'm a young master, tell me exactly what's going on." Chen Mo can tolerate those ridicule laughter. After all, he is not the kind of ferocious person who kills each other when he sees others unhappy. Others' eyes are just a fart, but ridicule doesn't matter. If he really bullies him, his identity as the fourth son of Chang'an Jun is not vegetarian.

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

Chen Mo has practiced three turns of Qi and blood, and every muscle on his body is full of pressure, but an ordinary maid can't resist Chen Mo's pressure.

Soon, Xiaotao came clean.

It turned out that she was shopping outside, and when she came back, she was disturbed by a group of children playing with snow. When these children saw that she was Chen Mo's maid, they played the game of snowball fights.

"Just for fun..." Xiaotao said softly.

Chen Mo frowned and said nothing.

The bruises on Xiaotao's body are obviously smashed. Chen Mo knows that those children are probably the descendants of several families in Qinglong Town. Even these guys have already stepped into the way of human stars. At least their blood has changed. Even if they throw a snowball on Xiaotao's unarmed and bloodless maid, what's the difference between them and stones.

"Young master?" Seeing Chen Mo silent, Xiaotao was uneasy and had some expectations in her heart.

But then Chen Mo's words cooled the maid's heart.

"It's time for me to go out for exercise. Don't play too much in the future." After saying a few words casually, Chen Mo went out.

"OK." Xiao Tao's lost response.

"Sister Tao, are you all right? Let's apply some medicine for you."

"Hey, be careful in the future. The young master is also embarrassed."

"I know." Peach laughed hard.

Iron Dao, the black faced bodyguard outside the door, saw this scene, and the lines on his face twitched a few times. Looking at Chen Mo, his eyes were full of contempt, and then looking at the maid shaking his head.

For more than ten minutes, Chen Mo saw children playing snowball fights in an open space. These children were dressed in beautiful clothes and were still young, but their blood had reached the skin membrane, and it was not cold in winter.

When Chen Mo came, several little children were still laughing around.

"Hee hee, the woman who hit just now is really happy."

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

"Qing Rong, will we be retaliated for doing this? According to my father, the Chen family is very powerful."

"Hum, what are you afraid of? We just play snowball fights. She can't play with us by herself." A cute little boy with a pink peck raised his chest and said, "blame her incompetence for following a useless waste."

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

Chen Mo knows that he is Qingrong, Qingwan's younger brother. He is only nine years old this year, but he is also a martial arts talent. He has changed his life and his future can surpass his sister.

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

"Chen mo."

Several little boys were startled when they saw Chen Mo, and Qing Rong opened his eyes: "it's you. Here, only you dare to bully my sister."

"I don't flatter her. It's also called bullying? That's what your sister taught you."

"How dare you say that about my sister?" Qingrong shook his fist angrily.

These little guys are not afraid of tigers, but they are much spoiled at home and deeply know Chen Mo's background. They dare not do it when they become angry. Qing Rong was also a clever ghost. His eyes turned cunningly and he leaned up and said, "you must have come to avenge your maid? We didn't do anything to her. She wanted to play a snowball fight by herself."

"Yes, we can testify."

A bunch of little children shouted.

"I don't take revenge, I just come to see how you play." Chen Mo shrugged, "it's boring to stay at home all the time."

"Then you can play with us. It's very simple. Just knead a snowball and hit it. Whoever exceeds a range will lose. Brother Chen Mo, do you want to play with us?" Qing Rong narrowed his eyes, full of cute deception.

"It's too simple. You're so young that you cry and complain to your home. Others think I'm bullying the small."

"Hahahaha." Qing Rong laughed up and down, and other friends also laughed. Young master Chen Mo really didn't know anything. He really thought throwing a snowball was so simple.

Several little guys exchanged evil glances.

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

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

"You must not cheat." Qingrong shouted.

"Of course, but if you lose, listen to me in the future. If I let you go east, you can't go west, and you must apologize to my maid." Chen Mo glanced.

Chen Mo's confidence made Qing Rong a little suspicious. On second thought, snowball fights rely on the power of Qi and blood cultivation. The higher the turnover of Qi and blood, the stronger the power. The snowball thrown out is enough to beat ordinary people black and blue. Chen Mo is a waste who can't practice martial arts in Qinglong Town. There's no reason to be afraid of him.

Qing Rong has long disliked Chen mo. since he came to Qinglong Town, he has been rude to his sister. If he is kicked out, her sister will praise him. Thinking of it, Qingrong showed a sweet smile; "Does brother Chen Mo want to hit us alone?"

"So that no one will say that I deceive the small with the big." Chen Mo nods.

"Well, brother Chen Mo, when you step into this area, let's start snowball fights." Qing Rong showed his white teeth. The little boy's smile was quite pleasing. Other little friends took the opportunity to separate, secretly pinched up a snowball, operated blood and instilled strength.

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

Chen Mo glanced quickly, without thinking, stepped forward, and Qing Rong shouted, "kill him!!!"