Seeing the boss and the host walking away, 998 hid at the door and watched for a long time. After realizing that they were indeed gone, he slipped back. The blue light flashed at 7878 and urged: "They are leaving, hurry up."
Come on, take it out quickly..."
"I still don't believe that I can't win against you today." 998 rolled up his sleeves and said harsh words, and regained his energy. In the eyes of 7878, he looked like a stupid son who came to give him money.
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Someone gave me money for free. Of course, 7878 would not refuse. He immediately opened the backend and used the money from the gifts in the live broadcast room to buy a chess set in the system store.
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"A Huan, you have been in good condition recently. You will definitely be able to practice the first move successfully today." Cheng Muyan went up to practice a few sets of sword techniques and flexed his body before flying down. Qing Huan was still moving her joints on the training ground.
It is precisely because Qing Huan has not fully mastered his body that he needs additional warm-up activities, otherwise it will be very easy to cause joint strain. What's more, in order to master the body balance as soon as possible, Cheng Muyan also set up a special training for him
place.
The space he needs to move is not on the flat ground, but in mid-air. Of course, he is not lifting off from the flat ground, but pulling more than a dozen ropes to completely form an aerial training ground. The ropes are not evenly stretched, but some are intertwined with each other.
, some hooks are entangled together, and some are very far apart, and it even takes two or three steps to hook the next rope. This requires particularly precise control of the body and spiritual power, otherwise, one fall
An accurate one!
In the first few days, all Qing Huan had to do was to walk freely on the rope formation. After she was completely on the ground in the aerial training field, Qing Huan had to accept the test of Cheng Muyan's attack again.
Of course it is not a life and death fight, but Cheng Muyan attacks Qing Huan with a branch stained with ink. During the training time, if Qing Huan can dodge them all, then she can continue on to the next mission.
At the beginning, Qing Huan suffered bruises and bruises all over her body. She walked with a limp. Why did she have to go so hard? This young man looked like a decent man, so why couldn't he listen?
We all say we should be moderate at this age, but every day seems ridiculous!
Later, Cheng Muyan took action, and ink spots fell all over his body. In the end, Mr. Cheng had nowhere to start. He looked as if he had just walked out of a coal mine. He was really dark and thin.
However, Qing Huan is indeed gifted. By the end of yesterday's training, there were very few ink spots on her body. There were only two or three innocuous spots. This is because Cheng Muyan has controlled it well. Who can do it in Cheng Muyan without using spiritual power?
Did the boss's subordinates avoid three moves?
If Cheng Muyan really used 100% of his strength to train Qing Huan, I'm afraid Qing Huan would have to spend hundreds of years to keep him company. Who can withstand this?
Of course, Qing Huan was indeed able to master the first move today, otherwise she would have lost all her 998 underpants. In the past ten days, except for trying the difficulty of Three Thousand Stars on the first day, there was nothing else to do after that.
After touching the sword, the main reason was that Cheng Muyan was afraid that due to her negligence, Qing Huan would cut her throat and commit suicide, and then it would be too late to regret it.
Even though Qing Huan was able to practice swordsmanship today, Cheng Muyan didn't give him a sword, so he just pulled a branch from the tree as his weapon.
Qing Huan didn't feel any unhappiness in her heart. On the contrary, she was filled with joy. She smiled with starry eyes on her head that had been rubbed into a mess.
Cheng Muyan touched her nose guiltily, stepped forward and pulled out the ribbon that bound his hair, "Let me help you style your hair again, your hair is falling apart."
Qing Huan was stunned the moment Cheng Muyan took away the hair tie. When she heard Cheng Muyan's words again, her heart began to beat uncontrollably. Her face was flushed. She felt that this matter was inappropriate, but she said
Without any words of rejection, he could only bite his lip and nod gently.
Her dark hair contrasted with her snow-white face, and her moist red lips made her look like a monster.
The straight man Cheng walked directly behind Qing Huan as soon as he nodded. He didn't pay any attention to the beautiful scenery. He was completely attracted by the handful of black hair in his hand, which was as soft as ink. Oh, it's too soft and slippery.
, it feels better than the satin you wear...
Cheng Muyan's eyes were full of joy and she did not hide her love for this beautiful hair at all. Qing Huan, who was lowering her head in front of her to cooperate, had a deeper blush on her face. She looked as if she was drunk, slightly drunk, as if she was crazy.
Cheng Muyan, who finally had enough fun, tied up her hair with a guilty conscience, tied it directly on her shoulders and back with a dark-colored ribbon, and tied it tightly. Who told her that she didn't know how to tie her hair?
Cheng Muyan pretended to look at the white clouds in the sky, saying, "I don't know anything. I am just a pitiful, helpless and weak baby."
Qing Huan gave a low cough, held the sword flower on the branch in his hand, and jumped onto the aerial training ground. His black hair was spread on his delicate and elegant back, and he was lined with a snow-white brocade robe. He looked like an independent and graceful immortal.
However, Cheng Muyan frowned frequently as he watched, and his tone became even more angry. He reprimanded in a harsh voice: "Control your own body. If you can't control your own body, you won't be able to hurt others with a sword."
Centimeter!"
Qing Huan's feet were fixed, calmly restraining the turbulent emotions, holding back a breath to calm down, the branches in his hands were like white snakes spitting messages, hissing in the wind, and like swimming dragons, walking around, sometimes as light as swallows
, he stood up, sometimes as suddenly as lightning, and the stars collapsed.
Until the end, the spiritual energy in Dantian rushed out, and he struck out with a sword. The branches trembled, like stars dotting the night sky, thousands of miles away, but infinitely close.
"Did I succeed?" Qing Huan was surprised. He was stunned when he saw that the branch in his hand could not withstand the strong vibration and shattered into powder.
Cheng Muyan was not surprised. After all, she was the one who knew Qing Huan's talent and diligence best in the past ten days. Although she understood this technique in advance, it was expected.
Her almond eyes were dotted like stars, and she grinned her snow-white teeth, approving and encouraging at the same time, "Our Ah Huan is already very powerful, what's so surprising about this?"
Qing Huan looked down and saw that the little girl on the ground had her head raised, her body upright, her eyes were filled with starlight in a trance, her eyebrows were like crescent moons, her lips were lightly opened, and her face was radiant. Even though he was standing at a high place, he was still in a trance.
I can look up to her.
However, he enjoyed it very much!
Qing Huan jumped down with a slight jump, walked up to Cheng Muyan, and said seriously and firmly: "Yanyan, you are so kind!"
Cheng Muyan: "???"
"I also think I'm good." Cheng Muyan nodded in agreement.
"Ahhhhh"
"ah!"
Qing Huan hesitated to speak and looked at Cheng Muyan. Just as he was about to take a step forward, he was shocked back to his senses by the screams coming from 998 not far away.
"What's wrong with 998?" Cheng Muyan asked, why is this guy always so startled? Does he want to be beaten?
Qing Huan's eyes moved and her clenched fists loosened.
When Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrived, 998 rushed over like a soaring cannon. He even went over his head and went outside the wall. He stepped on the brakes and stopped for a moment before turning around and slowly drifting over.
7878 followed with a black line from behind.
As soon as he came over, he was faced with the provocative and sarcastic face of 998: "Look, my host is really powerful. In just a few days, he has mastered the first style of Three Thousand Stars. What a genius!"
"How's it going? Brother, you have a good taste, right? You caught the eye of a dragon among men at a glance. If you stay with me and show your respect to me from time to time, I can accept you as my little brother!"
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Listening to this shameless and embarrassing compliment, Qing Huan's whole body felt hot, her cheeks were red, and her buzzing head seemed to be smoking.
However, Cheng Muyan opened her mouth wide and laughed heartlessly. She finally understood why 998 was so excited. Her feelings were that if she couldn't beat others with her savings and IQ, then she would fight with the host.
Thinking of this, Cheng Muyan covered her stomach and laughed non-stop, her mouth almost hurting from laughing.
"Stop...stop laughing." Qing Huan was at a loss. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground. She covered Cheng Muyan's mouth in panic, but how could others control Cheng Muyan?
The whole person started to resist with a "Uh-huh" sound, and his almond-shaped eyes widened with laughter as he held back tears, as if to say, if you don't let me go, straight man Cheng will let you know whether it hurts to hit someone with a slap like a face!
When Qing Huan saw that the person was about to break free from his shackles, Qing Huan simply grabbed the person and put him into his arms. He held the person's slender waist with one hand and with a strong force, he pressed the whole person into her.
chest.
When 998 and 7878 saw that the boss and the host were "fighting", they looked at each other for a moment, ran away, and disappeared in a flash.
I'm afraid, I'm just a pitiful, helpless and weak person. I can't bear a slap as big as the boss's face. It will kill me!
"What are you doing!"
A loud voice exploded in their ears. Cheng Muyan and Qing Huan were stunned for a moment. Mr. Cheng broke away instantly, his face turned red from holding in. Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, feeling the emptiness in her arms and feeling her hands.
There seemed to be residual warmth still remaining on his face, he pursed his lips and straightened up.
It was only then that the owner of the broken voice came to the two of them, with anger and shock still remaining on his chiseled face. His sharp eyes passed over Qing Huan like daggers, and then he turned back with no disdain.
It’s better to communicate with such people.
The gaze that turned back to Cheng Muyan suddenly became gentle. Even the anger and shock on his face disappeared completely, but it instantly became numb. He Wu Lai, who was hurrying slowly behind, felt like goosebumps were rising.
"Yanyan, are you tired from practicing? Your mother is waiting for you in your courtyard now. She has brought a lot of things you like. You go and take a look first."