The only time you stop is to eat, because only when you are full can you train better.
Zhao Qianye returned to Mu Lanying and put his hand on her forehead to test it. He felt that the fever had almost subsided, and Zhao Qianye felt relieved.
This temptation woke Mu Lanying up.
"Zhao Qianye, how long have I been sleeping?" Mu Lanying hurriedly sat up.
"It didn't take long, just over ten hours." He said with a smile.
"Ah, it's been so long, haven't you been training..." Mu Lanying wanted to stand up anxiously, but was held down by Zhao Qianye.
"Sit down and rest. I'll help you get food. Don't worry, I've trained with them."
Zhao Qianye stood up and walked forward, and soon brought a large pot of broth.
These broths have been boiled again. The ones before were already boiled and were finished by Zhao Qianye.
"Haha, does it smell good?" Zhao Qianye sat next to her and held the earthen jar in front of Mu Lanying.
Mu Lanying blushed and nodded.
"Thanks……"
She took it politely and started to eat it in small bites.
"Zhao Qianye, how's the training going?" After having a small meal, Mu Lanying asked what he was most concerned about.
"Don't worry, it's much better now. At least they can hold on for three minutes without being knocked away by me..." Zhao Qianye said with a smile.
This is much better than at the beginning. Although three minutes is still far from enough, as long as you work hard for a few more days, the progress should be very obvious.
"Then I didn't follow the training and fell behind, alas..." Mu Lanying couldn't help but sigh.
"What's the rush? You have high kung fu and will be able to catch up soon. Don't worry..."
Zhao Qianye sat next to her and comforted her, making Mu Lanying feel particularly safe.
In the past, everyone in Yinhu had to rely on her for protection. It can be said that Mu Lanying did not dare to rely on anyone. She was extremely nervous every day, let alone felt any sense of security.
But now that Zhao Qianye is here, she can finally relax a little.
"Zhao Qianye, you won't leave again, will you?"
Mu Lanying suddenly asked, because she really didn't want him to leave. It would be great if he could always stay in Silver Lake.
"Well, why are you asking these questions all of a sudden?" Zhao Qianye was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer her, because he was definitely going to leave. This was obviously not the answer Mu Lanying wanted.
"Okay, I won't ask anymore..."
Mu Lanying couldn't find a reason to keep him, let alone ask further questions.
I met him by chance, and it was already very good that Zhao Qianye could take care of them in Yinhu like this, so I couldn't force him to do anything more.
There was no training in the second half of the night. After the fifteen warriors had eaten, they spread out their quilts in a sheltered place and began to sleep. This was the first time they slept and rested since they arrived at the top of the mountain in two days.
Zhao Qianye was worried that Mu Lanying was afraid of the cold, so she kept the small fire next to her alive. Although the fire was small, having a small fire nearby would make people feel much warmer.
Zhao Qianye slept on this side of the fire, and Mu Lanying slept on the other side of the fire. Looking at Mu Lanying's face across the fire, Zhao Qianye suddenly began to miss Wang Chuxia.
I wonder how Chu Xia is doing and how is my son?
I originally thought that I would soon break through to the Grand Master realm, but now, I am only at the eighth level of ordinary cultivation. I don’t know when I will be able to see the woman I love most again in this life.
The wind picked up at night, snowflakes kept falling in the air, and soon a layer of snow fell on the quilt.
But these brothers were all sleeping soundly. They had been too tired for the past two days and were exhausted. Even if they were buried in the snow, they would probably not be willing to wake up.
Behind the Shenmen Hall in Wonderland, a little boy was holding up a long sword and waving it around.
Wherever the sword wind points, branches and leaves fly randomly.
It's really not easy to be able to show off sword energy at such a young age.
At this time, Wang Chuxia came over with a few meat buns.
"Zhao Xiaoxiao, why don't you go back for lunch? Come over quickly..."
Wang Chuxia shouted at Zhao Xiaoxiao.
Zhao Xiaoxiao was still unwilling to stop and continued to wave his long sword. With a click, the sword cut off a tree as thick as a bowl.
"Zhao Xiaoxiao, come here quickly. You are growing tall. How can you not eat? Eat first and then practice..."
Wang Chuxia felt really troubled. How could her son be so crazy about martial arts? Why did he love practicing martial arts so much and be busy every day?
Although his father is someone who knows martial arts, he is not as obsessed with it. As for himself, he is a weak female CEO and has no interest in martial arts, although he still practices when he is bored.
Wang Chuxia ignored Zhao Xiaoxiao's sword energy and walked over directly to catch him.
"You kid, you don't even listen to what I say, do you?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao broke away from her hand, grabbed a meat bun and bit it on his mouth.
"Wang Chuxia, why don't you know how to work hard? Hurry up and practice martial arts with me. My master said that if you don't practice martial arts, you won't give us food to eat..."
"Your master is just a stinky old man. He dares not to give us food..."
Wang Chuxia didn't care about that old guy. If he hadn't lied to her, she would still have stayed by Zhao Qianye's side and spent every spring, summer, autumn and winter with him.
Now that they have been separated for several years, I can't help but wonder how he is doing and whether he is doing well.
Wang Chuxia often couldn't sleep in the dead of night, imagining that Zhao Qianye was by her side. Sometimes she even hugged the pillow and talked to him, but no one answered or hugged each other.
"Wang Chuxia, it's not good for you to call my master a smelly old man." Zhao Xiaoxiao said while eating steamed buns.
"What's wrong? If he hadn't harmed others, I, you and your father would have lived happily together as a family of three,"
"I don't have a father..." Zhao Xiaoxiao immediately turned his head to the side. He still doesn't admit that he has a father.
Although he has basically accepted that Wang Chuxia is his mother, he still has no idea about the concept of father.
"Zhao Xiaoxiao, how many times have I told you not to talk nonsense anymore? You have a father. Your father is a great hero. His name is Zhao Qianye. Remember it, do you hear me?"
Wang Chuxia suddenly felt a little fierce.
Zhao Xiaoxiao stopped talking to her, picked up the last meat bun, bit it on his mouth, dragged his long sword, and continued to practice martial arts.
Wang Chuxia looked helplessly and shook her head.
"Oh, Zhao Qianye, our son is too difficult to manage. I can't manage him well. From now on, I can only look to you."
Wang Chuxia stood there and watched for more than ten minutes, then pulled out a soft sword from his waist.