Chapter 20 Plastic Sisters

Author: Shangliu

Chapter 20 Plastic Sisters

This day.

It rained heavily, and the green and yellow leaves all over the mountains and fields were washed clean and made fresh.

It rained for half an hour.

The four of them saw an abandoned wooden shed on the side of the road and sighed that they finally had a place to shelter from the rain.

"Ouch, I'm almost falling apart on this journey..."

Duan Yu covered his buttocks and lay down on the haystack in the corner, with a look of despair on his face.

"Young Master Duan, you can't do it."

When Duan Yu heard this, he felt energetic on the spot, his waist was no longer sore, and his legs were no longer painful.

"Young Master Lin's words are wrong. Xiaosheng realizes that he is quite good at it."

"As long as you're happy, by the way, I'm going to practice. Come and take care of this baby. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Long Peng was too lazy to pay attention to him. After handing the little doll in the bamboo basket behind his back to Duan Yu, he began to use his kung fu to dispel the cold and dry his clothes at the same time.

Then he used the "Beiming Transformation Chapter" to turn the internal energy absorbed from Yue Laosan and Ye Erniang in the previous two days into "Beiming Zhenqi".

This process requires concentration to prevent those alien internal forces from running wild in Zhoutian's tendons.

Mechanical repetition is very boring and boring.

However.

Long Peng enjoyed this feeling of getting stronger little by little and enjoyed it.

Duan Yu watched for a while and couldn't help but sigh.

"Shaoxia Lin is so hardworking."

"Sister Ling, why haven't I seen you practicing like Shaoxia Lin these days?"

"You think everyone is like this guy, either rushing or practicing. He works so hard, as if someone is forcing him with a knife. I really don't know what he is thinking."

Zhong Ling wiped his face with a handkerchief and added, "My family is not lucky enough to live such a boring life."

Duan Yu smiled, pulled some straw, and squatted down to light a fire.

"By the way, Sister Ling and Miss Mu, why don't you use your inner strength to dry your clothes like Shaoxia Lin?"

Zhong Ling's expression was slightly stiff, "Idiot, why are you asking all these questions?"

"I'm just curious and want to ask if it's okay?"

Zhong Ling rolled his eyes, "No."

At this time.

Mu Wanqing explained quietly, "If you want to use your inner strength to dry the clothes without destroying them, your inner strength needs to be deep enough, and more importantly, your control of your true energy must be meticulous."

"If you want to achieve this step, you need to study hard day after day, and you also need talent. Little girl Zhong Ling is lazy and loves to play, so I guess she doesn't have the talent."

Zhong Ling turned her head and snorted coldly, "Sister Mu, it seems like you can do what I said."

"Little girl, if you are not convinced, we can give it a try."

"Okay, come on."

"Zhong Ling, my aunt's sword doesn't have an eye. If you lose, don't cry and complain to your uncle like you did when you were a child."

Got exposed.

Zhong Ling's pretty face turned red, and she suddenly stood up.

"Mu Wanqing! You should take care of yourself first. You are too old to get married. Are you ashamed? In two years, you will become an old girl. Let me see who wants you."

Mu Wanqing's chest rose and fell, and her delicate body trembled slightly, like a cat with exploded fur.

"You...you...Zhong Ling!!!"

"Come on, come on! Come and beat me, you idiot, old girl, old girl, see if I don't piss you off!"

…

"Hey, hey, why are you arguing?"

Duan Yu was extremely speechless and quickly stopped between the two of them, sweating anxiously, "Everyone, if you have something to say, please talk to me. Please don't do anything."

"It's none of your business, go away."

Hearing the sound of "choking -", Mu Wanqing pulled out her dagger and pushed Duan Yu away, "Zhong Ling, my aunt must teach you a lesson today."

"Brother Duan."

Zhong Ling hurriedly stepped forward to help Duan Yu up and looked back angrily, "Mu Wanqing, if you have the guts to come at me, why are you venting your anger on Brother Duan?"

"My aunt is happy, can you take care of it? Take the initiative!"

"Come just come, whoever is afraid of whom."

Snapped--

Zhong Ling lashed out with a whip, sending out a fierce wind.

Mu Wanqing sneered, dodged sideways, and used the "Silver Moon Hanging Upside Down" move, leaping into the air, spinning her body, and swung out a sword that was as bright as a hooked moon.

The two of them fight together.

Duan Yu looked worried and anxious from the side and hurried to find Long Peng.

"Young Master Lin, wake up, the two of them are fighting."

Long Pengjian frowned, stopped exercising, and watched for a while. When he saw them making moves and attacking the opponent's vital points, he made a decision in his mind.

"Mr. Duan, don't be anxious, they are measured."

The words fell.

Long Peng ignored it and continued to practice. Now he couldn't bear to waste any time.

"What...what should I do?"

Seeing that Long Peng had no intention of taking action.

Duan Yu looked at each other for a while. He was uneasy and didn't care too much, so he rushed forward directly.

Just in time.

Just as Zhong Ling drew out her whip, Duan Yu suddenly appeared, startling her and making her hurriedly want to retreat.

But her martial arts is not considered to be very strong, and it is really difficult for her to send and receive her moves smoothly.

"Brother Duan, get away quickly."

But when the whip was about to hit Duan Yu, his body suddenly sped up, and he subconsciously used the "Lingbo Weibu" to escape.

"Huhu..."

Duan Yu patted his chest with lingering fear, "It's so dangerous, so dangerous."

"Brother Duan, you didn't..."

Zhong Ling's anger was gradually fading, and seeing that Duan Yu was almost injured, she had no intention of fighting. She threw down her long whip and wanted to give up, but Mu Wanqing attacked again, forcing her to continue.

"Okay, I was wrong. Sister Mu, let's stop."

"If you say I'll fight, I'll fight. If you say I won't, I won't fight. Everything good will happen to you. It's a beautiful idea. Just watch the trick!"

Mu Wan shouted coldly, threw the dagger, stuck it on the beam, and started fighting with Zhong Ling with nothing.

The rain was pattering outside, and it was still falling.

The two women in the house were fighting with bare hands and back and forth.

"Stop fighting."

Duan Yu couldn't stand it anymore, so he used "Lingbo Weibu" again to meet him, trying to separate the two people.

"Get out of my way, you're in the way!"

He was blocked by Duan Yu three times.

Mu Wan was impatient early in the morning, and with a little bit of Qi in her palm, she slapped him on the shoulder.

How could Zhong Ling sit still when he saw his sweetheart being beaten? He immediately stretched out his hand, wanting to pull Duan Yu away.

Snapped--

A palm fell on Duan Yu.

Mu Wanqing suddenly felt a counter-shock coming, her palms were numb, and Duan Yu was still standing there as if nothing happened. She was shocked and hurriedly wanted to take back her palms.

Unexpected.
To be continued...