Why am I so stupid? Why am I so good at martial arts? Long Mo sighed in self-admiration for most of the day, feeling quite chilled at the high place.

Because it was raining, the sky was dim. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Long Mo still consciously walked out of the lonely narcissism of a master. If he didn't go to Wang Rong and the two sisters, it would be dark.

The distance between the two small courtyards is not far, and Long Mo arrived in front of the courtyard of Wang Rong and the two sisters without even walking a few steps. In contrast to Long Mo, who almost never closed the door, the Wang sisters' courtyard was almost always closed, with two doors at the door.

The maid was on duty to report the comings and goings. When she saw Long Mo, she immediately came up to him with a smile and asked what happened to Long Mo. Long Mo directly said that he had something to do with the two sisters. Someone immediately went to report it, and the remaining one accompanied Long Mo to find a topic.

Chat to avoid boredom in Long Mo. I have to say that the treatment is quite high.

Soon the two sisters came out. The maid smiled at Long Mo and opened the courtyard door. As soon as he saw the two sisters, Long Mo was stunned. A strong fragrance hit his nostrils. Long Mo looked down and looked.

The stomachs of the two of them were slightly bulging even though they were wearing loose clothes. Long Mo was speechless for a moment. The reason why he must come to health care tomorrow is to have this last meal?

Following Long Mo's gaze, the two sisters blushed with embarrassment, and Wang Fu spread her little hands and five fingers to cover her stomach. In the past, they were the ones who took the initiative to find Long Mo, but who knew why Long Mo was so crazy that he suddenly came here today?

Looking for them, the two of them had to wipe their mouths, wash their hands and ran out.

"I wonder why sir came to us all of a sudden?" Wang Rong blushed and pretended to be indifferent and said. With a wave of her hand, she invited Long Mo into the courtyard, then she folded her hands and folded them on her abdomen, with her wide sleeves

Cover the abdomen directly.

Long Mo withdrew his gaze, and the three of them walked in the courtyard. One maid went to serve tea, and the other was waiting by the door. Seeing this, Long Mo said directly: "It's getting so late, I won't be here soon, and you guys won't be here tomorrow."

Do you want to come to my place to learn health care? Remember to keep me in my yard and not allow me to leave. I won’t say much else. If you have any questions, I’ll talk about them tomorrow. The maid serving tea will come back later and ask.

, just say that you made an appointment with me yesterday. As for the reason, you can make up your own."

After speaking, Long Mo smiled at the two sisters. Seeing the doubts on their faces, Long Mo asked directly: "What are you eating? It smells good. Bring me a portion tomorrow."

With these words, the blush that had dispersed from the two sisters immediately reappeared on their faces, climbing all the way up their necks and ears. Long Mo smiled and said: "Hurry up and learn health care from me, otherwise I'm afraid you will become seventeen fat.

Eight pounds." Then he walked out directly, fearing that he would be beaten when the two sisters reacted.

On the other side, Wang Jiang was worried all the way. What did Long Mo's words mean? This was something he had never understood. Did he see through his purpose, or did he misinterpret it as he said? Wang Jiang walked very fast, walking

Walking to the place where he stayed, he stood at the door, but stopped, looked up at the sky, and let the rain hit his body and face. He suddenly felt that the world suddenly became strange. His father was a slave, and his mother was a slave.

His grandfather was a slave, and his grandmother was also a slave, so he was born a slave. When he was eight years old, he was the only one left in the family. He tried every means to survive and lived like a jealous wild dog for two years.

.Finally, he was fortunate enough to be admitted to the palace as a servant. He also suffered a lot of bullying when he first entered the palace, but to him, these were nothing compared to Zeng Jin. He understood how rare these opportunities were, so he cherished them very much.

Everything, seize every opportunity to learn and fight for that ray of opportunity.

At first, he honestly saved money, thinking that money would prevent him from starving and make his life better. In the end, his money was robbed by a handyman who had practiced cultivation. So he began to learn to practice cultivation. Unfortunately,

He didn't have advanced swordsmanship and few people to guide him, so he stole the teacher and was beaten half to death. Later, he found out that these servants and thugs who didn't even let him see a single move were fighting against the young masters in various halls.

He wanted to show off his life, so he stopped groveling and tried his best to get closer to these young men. After many hardships, he got to where he is today.

He thought that his life would continue to be this good in the future, but now, he found that the world once again showed his cold side to him, just like the rustling rain on his face.

Wang Jiang just frowned and stared blankly at the sky. His originally chaotic thoughts calmed down. In the hazy sky, he seemed to see his family, including his grandfather, grandmother, and his parents.

The face that I could barely remember now became much clearer.

For a long time, Wang Jiang smiled lonelyly, what happened to him now, sad for spring and autumn? He thought he had got rid of his status as a slave, but now? He just changed from a slave of a family to a powerful one. The difference is that

Where is it?

Wang Jiang shook his head mockingly, he was destined to be a slave after all! In the slightly mocking and painful chuckle, Wang Jiang's eyes became colder and colder, just like his cold hands and the rain falling from the sky.

Wang Jiang wiped the rain off his face casually, the coldness in his eyes seemed to be filled with ice flames, and he walked into the door with a determined expression.

Wang Jiang walked into the room, first changed out of his clothes that were wet by the rain, then wiped his body and hair, changed into black casual clothes, and walked to the desk.

I haven't touched it before. Wang Jiang didn't sigh. He took some water to grind the ink, pulled out a piece of paper and spread it in front of him, dipped the pen in it, and started writing.

When he finished writing, Wang Jiang took a look at it and read it silently in his mind. If it was okay, he blew it, then took an envelope, waited for the ink to dry, folded the letter and put it in. Then he took out his own

Zhelong began to wipe it carefully. No matter what doctor Long Mo had in mind, as long as he left the palace, it would be out of his control.

Guessing that the time was almost up, Wang Jiang put the Hidden Dragon into its sheath, folded the letter and put it in his arms, adjusted his collar, and strode out of the room. He turned left and right and walked for a while. Wang Jiang came.

When we arrived at the handyman's room, this was where the handymen lived. It was a common room. Wang Jiang moved into a separate wing because he was famous for Zidian and Qingshuang Ertang.

It was getting dark at this time, but the handymen hadn't come back yet. There was only one person in the handyman's room at this time, and that was Zhao Dawei, the handyman who was responsible for cleaning the latrine. This job was dirty and smelly, not just anyone could do it, and only one person could do it.

It can be done at night, so Zhao Dawei has nothing to do during the day and is usually idle.

Wang Jiang found Zhao Dawei and said directly: "Zhao Da, I need your help with something."

"Hey, isn't this Wang Jiang? Why do you come to see me if you have something to do?" Zhao Dawei is almost forty-seven or eighty-years-old, so naturally he won't call him Brother Wang Jiang.

"There is something indeed. I have a letter here that I need you to help pass on. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly." Wang Jiang directly took out a piece of broken silver from the money bag, about one tael or so. He took it out together with the letter.

Zhao Dawei's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "Don't worry, brother, I'll take care of everything." As he said that, he took the silver and the letter into his hand. He threw away the broken silver in his hand, roughly weighed it, and then put the money into his pocket to collect it.

He smiled happily and said, "My brother is really a rich man."

Then he looked at the letter and saw that the light blue envelope had a sword tattoo on it. He couldn't help but said with a playful smile: "Hey, it's a love letter. Why don't you tell me what happened at some point?"

Wang Jiang's face suddenly turned serious, "Zhao Da, don't ask too much. If things go well, I will need your help with these things in the future. Don't talk too much now. If things don't go well and are spread, I will be embarrassed and you will feel better."

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Zhao Dawei chuckled and said with a vulgar expression: "I understand, I understand, I have the ability."

Wang Jiang snorted softly, and then asked: "Don't miss anything, and deliver the letter tonight, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"I know, I know," Zhao Dawei immediately said with a flattering smile on his face. Wang Jiang really wanted to deal with him, he was not joking.

"Yes," Wang Jiang got the guarantee and left directly. Whether it succeeds or not depends entirely on God's will.

Wang Jiang looked at the sky and it was still raining. He couldn't help but sigh to himself. He would have to wait until tomorrow to find out whether the weather would be sunny or rainy.

As night fell, Wang Jiang wiped his Hidden Dragon Sword in his room after dinner, and then began to practice his sword. It wasn't that he was sharpening his sword before the battle, but that he couldn't sleep. He understood that since he made this decision, his life would change.

It will no longer be peaceful, the waves will rise! I just don’t know whether I will be like a dormant dragon in the wind and rain, transform into a real dragon and swim in the sea, or whether I will be directly crushed to the bottom of the sea by a wave and be shattered to pieces.

On the other side, Long Mo was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. What he had been worried about had appeared. He had been targeted. Even if he was safe and sound hiding in the palace, who could guarantee that they would not take a dangerous blow? With him,

The medical skills displayed would probably make even the masters of the Sword Sect want to take a look. Long Mo understood that the person who shocked everyone around him now was the old housekeeper Qiao who had not even taken a step out of the door after Wang Gao. But to be honest,

, Firstly, the old housekeeper Qiao does not necessarily value him deeply. He is definitely not as important as Wang Gao. Once he feels that it is not worth it, he will definitely give up. After all, he has saved Wang Gao's life, and his life belongs to Wang Gao. Secondly,

, the other party was really cruel, there was only one old housekeeper Qiao. Thinking of Wang Jiang's frightened look today, Long Mo was also a little curious, what kind of person could frighten such a narcissistic and confident person?

Is the psychological defense almost broken?
Chapter completed!