Chapter 412: Qin Qiong is dead!

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"Uncle Qin, is your health better?"
After a few people exchanged greetings, Li Zexuan suddenly asked.
Although from another point of view, Qin Qiong is considered his half-father-in-law, but Li Zexuan still feels uncomfortable when he really calls, so he insisted on calling him "Uncle Qin."
Qin Qiong looked startled and smiled: "Um~! It's much better! Although it's no longer the same as before, but now at least half an hour's golden mace! Haha~! Thanks to Xiaoxuan, your medicinal wine and the blood-removing continuation! Fate! Otherwise, the old man’s body will only last for two or three years!"
"Bah~! The children are here, you are still talking nonsense~!"
Madam Qin glanced at Qin Qiong angrily, and then complained to Li Zexuan with some dissatisfaction:
"Your Uncle Qin just got a little better, so he couldn't stay free. A while ago, he thought he could wield his golden mace, so he tried it. This test was endless, not light or heavy, but he didn't breathe. Slowly came up and fainted. Fortunately, the golden mace didn't fall down and hit him, otherwise he would have to make others laugh!"
"Huh~? Is there anything else~?"
Li Zexuan's eyes widened, astonished.
Qin Qiong blushed awkwardly, and coughed dryly: "Ahem~! Don't listen to your aunt's nonsense. It was just that the old man hadn't used the golden mace for a long time, and he still hadn't adapted! Now that you have adapted, isn't it okay? You can swing for half an hour!"
"Huh~! How old is it, don't you have any seriousness in your heart? Don't you know how heavy your gold mace is?"
Mrs. Qin sarcastically said that she didn't show any face to her master.
"Ahem~! Uncle Qin, can you let my nephew see your golden mace?"
Li Zexuan said curiously.
In the past life, I often saw Qin Qiong, the "door god" holding a pair of golden mace with a tile face. Now I have the opportunity to approach this legendary figure face to face. Of course, I have to see with my own eyes what the golden mace looks like. That's it!
"Haha~! What's wrong with this~! Huaiyu, I will bring out my father's golden mace~! Oh~! Wait, you don't seem to be able to take it, you should take it for your father, Xiaoxuan, wait~!
Seeing that Li Zexuan was interested in his own weapons, Qin Qiong was overjoyed, haha ​​smiled and got up and went to another room to get the gold mace.
In no time, Qin Qiong came to Li Zexuan holding a pair of golden mace, and said, "Hey, this is the golden mace that he has been with the old man for more than ten years in the Southern and Northern Wars, Xiaoxuan, take it!"
After that, he delivered the golden mace to Li Zexuan.
Li Zexuan felt that his hands sank suddenly, and he raised his brows in surprise. The golden mace was only about two feet two inches (about seventy to eighty centimeters) in length, and it was estimated to be only twenty or thirty catties at most. Looks like, but after Li Zexuan turned upside down, he found that this thing is more than twenty or thirty catties, right?
(In "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties", Qin Qiong's pair of tile-faced gold mace weighs about 20 kilograms, but according to the official history of "Said Tang", Qin Qiong's gilded and cooked double bronze mace, each of which weighs 65 kilograms One hundred and thirty catties).
Li Zexuan couldn't help being speechless when he looked at the inconspicuous appearance but surprisingly heavy double mace in his hands. Anyone who has recovered from a serious illness would not be stupid enough to take such a heavy weapon out to "exercise"! This special lady is killing her!
Qin Qiong was really fighting too. Fortunately at the beginning, he was just fainted, if it flashed to the old waist, it would be troublesome!
"Haha! Xiaoxuan, how is it? The old man's golden mace is not bad, right? There are a lot of enemy leaders' brains on it!"
Qin Qiong saw Li Zexuan staring at the golden mace in a daze, thinking that this kid was shocked by the domineering exuding from the golden mace, he couldn't help laughing triumphantly.
"Brain~?"
Li Zexuan shook his wrists when he heard the words, and almost didn't throw the golden mace on the ground. Although he killed dozens of people including the flying snake in the Beimanshan rescue, he did not get the golden mace like Qin Qiong. Knock someone's head for fun! too disgusting!
"Cough cough~! Uncle Qin, please forgive me for your bluntness. You have just recovered a little bit. It is really not suitable to use such a heavy weapon. You must know that everything is too bad, especially in martial arts. My master said at the beginning that martial arts is actually a way to stimulate the human body. The process of potentiality, but if you disregard the limits of your body’s ability to bear and force your burden, not only will the martial arts improve, but your body will break down!"
Li Zexuan thought for a while, and said solemnly.
Anyone who gets sick has a gradual recovery process. Like Qin Qiong, if he feels a little better, he will go straight to the most difficult training method, which is really "killing"!
Li Zexuan couldn't help but rejoice. Fortunately, I came here today. Otherwise, if Qin Qiong is allowed to do this, the potential of his body will be overdrawn and it will be difficult to regulate in the future.
"Oh~? There is still this saying? Why haven't the old man heard of it?"
Qin Qiong said suspiciously.
"Have you never heard that you are ignorant, whether you are good at medicine or Xiaoxuan is good? Xiaoxuan~! According to you, will my master not be able to wield this golden mace in the future?"
After listening to Li Zexuan's words, Mrs. Qin was shocked~EbookFREE.me~ quickly got up and looked at Li Zexuan and asked, of course, Qin Qiong was inevitably twisted in the process.
"Hi~!"
Qin Qiong grinned and couldn't speak any more.
Li Zexuan pretended not to see their little movements, and said solemnly: "In response to Auntie Qin, at least Uncle Qin should not use such a heavy weapon before he is fully recovered. That is tantamount to overdrawing his life potential. After Uncle Qin fully recovers. , It’s not too late to use these maces! Now it’s better to exercise with some light weapons first, so as to help your recovery~!"
"Master, did you hear that? These two majestic concubine bodies will be let down first. You can change to a lighter weapon to practice in the future!"
Mrs. Qin turned her head and glanced at her husband, and then she asked her servants to take away the golden mace without a word.
Qin Qiong stretched out his hand and said dissatisfied: "But the old man is not used to changing weapons! It's better not to practice after training~!"
"Then you won't practice if you don't practice, just rest!"
Mrs. Qin insisted stubbornly.
"You~!"
Qin Qiong waved his hand angrily, then turned his head to sneer at Li Zexuan: "You kid has lost the old man's golden mace! You have to think of a way for the old man, and finally you can use a knife and a gun, if you are still idle every day , The old man feels that his bones are going to rust~!"
Li Zexuan was speechless. He didn't expect that Qin Qiong still had Cheng Yaojin's three-point rancidity. Perhaps this was the nature that was revealed when he really treated him as a nephew!
He tilted his head and thought about it, then suddenly laughed, "Yes~! Uncle Qin, I have a very clever boxing technique here, which is not only good for restoring the body, but also helps Qin uncle feel the realm of martial arts~!"
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