Chapter 3173: Fanwaizhi Seclusion 39

3173 1:49:24 Kristy Rodriguez
"You know this?" Mei Liancheng Meifeng gently picked.
"Grandpa told me so much."
"You only have so few clues. How do you find your enemy?" Murren asked.
He answered sullenly, "Grandpa said you would find a way out of them."
The old man's wishful thinking abacus is really loud, the great-grandson took care of him, and the enemies helped him find it out. In the end, would you like to help rectify the wicked by the way? Merian raised an eyebrow. "I'll do everything. Are you going to get revenge or am I getting revenge?"
Qiqi was obviously lagging behind, "It's you who avenge me!"
Merian City was funny, and squinted his eyes at his thin body that wasn't pulling a few. "If you want revenge, you want to take care of your body. People who can blow down in a gust of wind, even if I have it, will only affect me!" "
In a word, the city of Morien decided that the plan of revenge for July 7 would be put on hold temporarily.
So Qiqi began to learn martial arts in the big house and read a book.
The seventy-seven grandfather is literate. In recent years, he has not taught seventy-seven how to recognize characters. Therefore, in terms of studying, the seventy-seven talent is still recognized.
Only in this aspect of martial arts, Qiqi's performance is somewhat unsatisfactory.
Obviously, the bones are good, but I do n’t know why, even the most basic Zama is not stable. Qu Taner took care of this and told people to make good food and drink every day. The little boy had a few days and the meat was After seeing it, but the horse step was still unstable, Mo Liancheng touched his veins for him, but found no abnormalities, and opened a special formula for conditioning the body, but it still did not work.
I was wondering, finally one day, the answer was revealed.
On that day, it was raining heavily. I practiced horseback in the courtyard on July 7, and I was showered. I ran to the corridor. The shoes were soaked with wet water and uncomfortable. I took it off and held it in front of me to see him. Liancheng followed Qu Tan'er, but Qu Tan'er hadn't noticed any abnormality yet, but Mo Liancheng just swept down gently, then suddenly reached out, raised his chick like a Qiqiqi, and let him down, sighing with a headache.
Qu Tan'er had not seen the smashed face of Merian City, and couldn't help wondering, "City, what's wrong?"
Mo Liancheng pointed to the same clueless Qiqi, "From tomorrow on, you don't need to practice martial arts."
Qiqi's response was very big, "Why? I'm not lazy! If you think I shouldn't rest now, I'll go on practicing now."
The little boy finished speaking and dashed into the rain stubbornly.
That speed, that determination, Qu Tan'er could not stop.
With a big wave from Morian City, a hurricane blew up flat, and took the seventy-seventh in the opposite direction, only at the foot of Morian city, lying on the ground embarrassed.
Morian City humbled him and said, "People who practice martial arts pay attention to peace of mind and brake quietly. You are fickle, not easy to mislead others, or easy to get into the magic."
Qiqi stood up quickly, with her neck straight, still unconvinced, "Why not let me practice martial arts."
Merian City was too lazy to waste his lips with him, and he waved with a big palm, and the invisible applause scraped down Qiqi.
The boy fell to the ground.
Morian's voice was indifferent. "You see your feet clearly."
Qiqi bowed his head.
Qu Taner followed.
Looking up puzzledly.
But Qu Tan'er suddenly understood. The flawed pair of feet born in seventy-seven was destined to be unstable. A person who was unstable in the market was indeed difficult to practice martial arts.
And this continent has no mystery, and he cannot cultivate.
(End of this chapter)