Mao Ling'er jumped onto Yu Xingxing and looked around.
Yu Xingxing hugged it: "It's still me, I haven't changed. That Yukui just now was fake."
"I want to make sure. It would be terrible if a big bad guy sneaks in." Mao Ling'er still looked at him carefully.
Yu Xingxing said helplessly: "I am really me, no matter how you peel it off, it's still me, Yu Xingxing!"
Mao Ling'er slowly rubbed off of him: "From now on, it's best not to change in front of me; you know I'm timid. If I get scared, I might call the police."
"Okay, from now on I will change in front of you, at most I will become Mao Ling'er, and I won't change into anything else." Yu Xingxing said again.
"No, no, don't change anything, don't scare my little heart anymore." Mao Linger begged.
"Okay, let me be considerate of you. I will never change in front of you from now on." Yu Xingxing looked at Mao Ling'er's pitiful look and said.
Mao Ling'er nodded.
"Old Mo, where are we going to practice?" Yu Xingxing asked. They will set off soon, and Yu Xingxing must know the destination.
"I have also experienced it there." Mr. Mo looked into the distance, the step that any enlightened person must go through if he wants to make further achievements.
"Camalonji?" Yu Xingxing suddenly shouted excitedly, "Are you really going to take me there?"
Mr. Mo looked at the excited Yu Xingxing and nodded.
That is a holy land. What enlightened person wouldn’t want to go?
However, not every enlightened person has the opportunity to go!
Yu Xingxing once tried to remind Mr. Mo, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly! Mr. Mo would really take him to "Camalonji"!
I heard it was a snowy place with mountains and snow leopards.
"Let's go, let's set off right away!" Yu Xingxing looked impatient.
"Have you packed everything? Have you made arrangements at home?" Mr. Mo confirmed again.
This time I have to stay there for six weeks, which is not a short time.
Yu Xingxing looked at Mao Linger and saw that there was nothing else to worry about at home.
Mao Ling'er: "If you can't stand it anymore, come back quickly."
Looking at Mao Ling'er with a speechless expression, could you give me some words of encouragement, such as: Don't be afraid of hardship or tiredness.
"I will. However, you are alone at home. If it is not me who knocks on the door, you must not open it." Yu Xingxing wanted to tease it again.
"..."
"Okay, let's set off." Mr. Mo held his hand.
Yu Xingxing is ready to read ink
The old means of transportation are advanced locomotives.
As a result, Mr. Mo said: "Stand still, hold my hand and your box, we will be there soon."
Yu Xingxing immediately held on to Mr. Mo, as if he would fall into the abyss if he let go.
Then, in the blink of an eye, Mr. Mo and Yu Xingxing disappeared. Mao Ling'er looked at the empty room and walked around.
And Mr. Mo and Yu Xingxing have already arrived at the "Camalonji" in the snowy sky.
It's summer now, but it's completely white here, so blindingly white.
Yu Xingxing looked everywhere, and there were only a few hill-like bumps, which were probably supply points.
Sure enough, Mr. Mo led him towards one of the hills.
There was still flying snow falling in the sky, and the biting wind blew against him. Yu Xingxing couldn't help but tighten his clothes.
Then I suddenly realized that I was still wearing shorts and shorts!
Mr. Mo, please tell me directly that it is still snowy here and I should wear my down jacket.
Mr. Mo, you reminded me, but couldn't you be more detailed?
All I brought were summer clothes!
This, how can we live like this!
Mr. Mo ignored Yu Xingxing, who was trembling all over, and strode forward.
Strange, why is Mr. Mo not afraid of the cold?
He is also in single clothes, does he have a warm baby?
Well, I must ask for a few in a while, at least one!
Thinking of this, Yu Xingxing took big steps and started running, walking quickly behind Mr. Mo.
The two walked in the snow for almost five minutes, and finally arrived at the door of a small hill.
Mr. Mo knocked on the door with his hand.
After a while, a head popped out of the door, looked at Mr. Mo, and then at Yu Xingxing.
Then, open the door.
Mr. Mo entered the room and patted the man on the shoulder.
Yu Xingxing went in and saw that the man was hanging in the air without legs!
He was startled and followed Mr. Mo in without saying anything.
It’s really a unique place inside, with one floor after another and one building after another.
There were people dancing with guns and sticks in the yard, but no one paid special attention to them.
Mr. Mo led him and ran all the way, directly to the innermost part.
Yu Xingxing thought that there would be a white-haired, crane-like, worldly master inside to receive them.
But, no.
It was all empty inside, with only books covering the walls.
Where are people?
I didn’t come here to talk about feelings in the air! Nor did I come here to talk about feelings with books...
..,Oh no!
Before he could finish his rant, Mr. Mo turned around and said to him:
"Here you have all the equipment you want and all the opponents you want. During this holiday, the most important thing for you is to lay a solid foundation for your body."
My physical base?
Yu Xingxing shouted in his heart again: "I exercise every day, and my physical foundation is great! Are you still practicing your physical foundation here? Are you sure Mr. Mo is not joking?"
Seemingly sensing Yu Xingxing's doubts, Mr. Mo waved his hand and opened a door.
There were all kinds of fists inside! The small ones were as big as his fists, and the big ones were as big as his whole body.
"If you can last ten minutes in there, you will pass!" Mr. Mo reminded again: "You can't use your time to use your skills!"
"What a joke!" Yu Xingxing looked at these fists, fearing they were puppies!
Come on, as long as it can't be smashed, smash it to death!
"Practice for two days to familiarize yourself with the rhythm. I'll check again after two days." After Mr. Mo finished speaking, he disappeared.
What?
Just threw me away like that?
Yu Xingxing thought to himself: I also want to see the snow-capped mountains and snow leopards!
However, now we have to face these fists!
Okay, fists, here I come!
I, Yu Xingxing, am so lucky to be able to be with you!
He slowly stepped into the world of fists, gently, not daring to touch them anywhere.
Suddenly, a mechanism was activated and the fists began to dance.
What the hell is this?
I haven't asked you to move yet!
Yu Xingxing screamed in his heart and wanted to jump out, but the fists around him were already coming.
He could only dodge in embarrassment.
Well, fist brother, take it easy, I just finished training this morning and these muscles haven't recovered yet.
Don't let it think it's another morning.
He was running around among the fists, sometimes squatting, sometimes lying down, sometimes jumping up, but not catching these fists.
He was still observing to see what direction these fists were in.
He knew that if he just hid, he would definitely not be able to pass Mr. Mo's test.
But there are more than twenty fists here, ranging from small to large. If they were all smashed once, they would really become meatloaf.
He was hiding, watching, and thinking when suddenly, he felt a gaze covering him.
Is there anyone else here?
He pretended to fall, lay down on the ground, and saw a little man on the roof of the house leisurely chewing an apple.