In the room, a middle-aged man with a strong body and majestic appearance stood in front of the window, standing with his hands behind his back.
An old man came forward, cupped his hands and said: "Master, Master Wang Teng and Madam Ninth have moved into the woodshed and have officially become servants."
"Yeah." Wang Zhennan nodded.
The old man hesitated for a moment, frowned and said, "If you do this, will Master Wang Teng hold a grudge against you?"
"Hold a grudge?"
Wang Zhennan smiled meaningfully and said: "I, Wang Zhennan, have a total of nine wives. Except for Mengyi, the other eight are all from the famous Wang family. In the past, Wang Teng was very talented, and the mother was more valuable than the son, so she could become
No one can disrespect Madam Ninth."
"Now that Teng'er is dead, if I don't let them move to the woodshed, do you think the other eight ladies will make things easier for mother and son? The eldest lady, in particular, has long had objections to Mengyi and her son."
The old man suddenly nodded and said: "It turns out that the head of the family did this to keep Master Wang Teng and Madam Ninth safe..."
Wang Zhennan looked out the window with deep eyes and said nothing.
——
The night is as cool as water.
In the simple woodshed, Wang Teng looked around and shook his head with a wry smile. "My mother has always been weak. Staying here is too unfair for her. I want to regain my previous strength as soon as possible."
He took out the stone plate.
It is simple and natural, with a layer of light lines carved on it.
The stone plate was controlled by his mind, and soon it emitted light and enveloped him again!
One night passed...
Wang Teng opened his eyes again, a light flashed in his eyes, and he said happily: "This stone plate is really a good thing. Now my Dantian has been completely healed, and it is much faster than the speed at which I absorbed the energy of heaven and earth. The so-called broken
In Houli, I should reach the second level of inner strength, just watch, I will surprise everyone."
Crunch!
After practicing, Wang Teng walked out of the room. The sky was gray and it was already the next day.
After scanning around the house, Wang Teng didn't find Lin Mengyi's figure.
Walking in the Wang Family Courtyard, when I turned a corner——
"Deacon Ning, can you lend me a bead of 'Orchid Ninghua'? I will pay it back to you when I get the money from my work..."
"Mother's voice!"
Wang Teng paused.
"It turns out that the medicine hall here is here. It seems that my mother came to help me ask for medicine early in the morning." Wang Teng thought: "The deacon Ning in this medicine hall is the cousin of the eldest lady. How could mother be able to ask for medicine here?"
Got the medicine? And my injuries are in good condition now, so I don’t need any medicine at all..."
"Mrs. Ninth, it's not that I, Ning, look down on you. Based on your current status, you can't buy even the most ordinary 'Orchid Ninghua' with the money you saved from being a servant all your life."
In the room, a short and fat middle-aged man sneered: "What do you want in return?"
"Please do your best..." Lin Mengyi's eyes were red.
"It's not impossible to want Lan Ninghua..."
Ning Yin suddenly smiled and glanced at Lin Mengyi's figure.
She is only over thirty years old. She was a natural beauty when she was young, but now she does not look old at all. She is mature and charming, with a special charm.
"What do you want to do..." Lin Mengyi took a few steps back.
"It's easy to say, as long as you can play with me, not to mention a pearl orchid flower, I can give you a bottle of Body Tempering Pill! You should know how precious the Body Tempering Pill is. Our Wang family can only buy it at most every year.
It’s just a few bottles, you’re not at a loss, how about it? Hehe..."
Deacon Ning laughed.
Now that Lin Mengyi has been relegated to the rank of servant, he is acting a little unscrupulously.
"Excuse me." Lin Mengyi took a breath, turned around and left.
"Hmph, can you leave? Come on!"
Deacon Ning suddenly hugged Lin Mengyi's plump waist.
Lin Mengyi tried her best to break away, but unfortunately she, a prostitute, could not break away from Deacon Kai Ning's arms, and was soon pulled to the bed.
"Mrs. Ninth, today you are mine."
I would rather be in charge of things with a bright eye and do evil things.
"you wanna die!"
At this moment, there was a loud bang on the closed door, and pieces of wood were scattered everywhere.
"Who?" Deacon Ning's expression changed, his eyes turned, and he looked outside the door. After seeing the young man, his pupils suddenly shrank.
"Wang Teng?"
"What a deacon, he is so bold that he dares to offend even my mother." Wang Teng laughed evilly, rushed forward, and slapped him immediately.
Deacon Ning’s entire face was beaten to a bloody pulp, with a layer of skin peeled off and teeth falling out. He shouted: “Little bastard, I want you to look good!”
He punched Wang Teng in the head.
"Who do you think you are."
Wang Teng's face was cold, he stretched out his palm and clasped the opponent's wrist. Then he exerted force on his hand, and suddenly the latter's two palms were twisted like plastic pipes.
"ah!"
"Let me go, or you won't have an easy time when the eldest lady comes back!"
Deacon Ning was sweating profusely in pain and growling viciously.
"So what, madam, no one can save you!"
Wang Teng moved his feet one after another, like a 100-pound sledgehammer, stamping on the soles of Deacon Ning's feet, causing his legs to be crippled, and he knelt on the ground with a bang.
The latter could not speak at all, his whole body was convulsing and he was foaming at the mouth.
"Teng'er, is this too much?" Lin Mengyi said unbearably.
"It doesn't matter, mother, this kind of bastard should be taught a lesson like this!" Wang Teng said.
"Then let's go." Lin Mengyi said.
"Wait a minute, now that you're here, you can't go back empty-handed."
Wang Teng found a bottle of body tempering elixir in the medicine cabinet above the medicine hall. This elixir can strengthen muscles and bones and recuperate internal organs. It is very rare.
Even when his talent was still there, he never took this kind of elixir.
He took it into his arms, grinned, and left here.
"Mom, you go back first, I'll go to the training ground to have a look." Wang Teng stepped out of the room and said.
"Teng'er, don't work too hard and pay attention to your health." Lin Mengyi said worriedly.
"I will."
…
The morning light was falling, and in the square behind the Wang family, the younger generation was practicing.
"Hey, ha!"
Each of these people has waists like bows, fists like arrows, arms like whips, their mouths are full of shouts, and their movements are vigorous.
A middle-aged man, with muscles all over his body and raised bones, was scolding them.
Wang Teng came here and watched from a distance.
"Master Wang Teng, do you also practice Kung Fu?" The man teaching the Kung Fu glanced at him and said in surprise.
The eyes of all the young people in the audience suddenly shifted.
Wang Teng smiled at the coach and said, "Master, I've been lying on the bed for too long, so I came here to do some training to stretch my muscles and bones."
"That's fine. Even if you have no internal strength, your physical fitness is strong enough to defeat ordinary warriors."
The Curator smiled and sighed in his heart. It was a pity for him that such a good seedling like Wang Teng was wasted like this.
…
After Wang Teng greeted him, he turned around and walked to the training area on the side. He raised a sledgehammer weighing 200 to 300 kilograms in one hand and started exercising.
This was his first exercise in more than a month. Not long after, he was sweating profusely and panting.
But he liked this feeling of blood boiling very much.
Holy body!
As soon as he thought of Chu Mengyao's terrifying physique, he felt a sense of fighting spirit for no reason. This woman was the goal he wanted to surpass in his life!
"Brother Wang Teng..."
At this moment, a pleasant voice sounded, interrupting his thoughts.
Wang Teng turned around and looked, and the person speaking was a girl who was only fourteen or five years old, with crystal clear skin and an exquisite figure.
"Hee hee, brother Wang Teng, do you have time? Bi'er would like to ask you for help regarding your cultivation."
Bi'er playfully blinked her long eyelashes and smiled.
"Me?" Wang Teng was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that with his current reputation as a loser, someone would ask him for advice.
Just as he was about to speak, a harsh laugh came: "Hey, Bi'er, this good-for-nothing has just recovered from a serious illness, so don't delay his exercise. If you have any questions, you can ask me. I will be happy to answer your questions."
Looking for the sound, I saw a young man in blue walking towards here surrounded by a group of people.
Wang Teng raised his eyebrows. The other person was the eldest lady's third son, named Wang Jie.
Bi'er curled her lips and said, "No need!"
"Bier, you're wrong. You say I'm better than this loser now, but if you ask him, he's not as good as me." Wang Jie chuckled.
"Brother Wang Teng has already gathered a level of internal strength at the age of sixteen, and is the genius of the family. You are almost 20 now and still haven't succeeded. If he is a waste, then you are worse than a waste." Bi'er was furious.
road.
Wang Jie's face twitched and he said: "A good man is not only brave in the past, but he was very talented before. What about now?"
