Chapter 134

When it was time to eat, the king of hell of Chu cooked the meal, carried it on a large tray and hung the knife around his waist; Shi Shi ran walked into the secret road and asked for a kiss.

Cough, of course, Mo Qingwu's sweet kiss is not very ecstatic, but hey... The king of hell of Chu doesn't care

Mo Qingwu in the secret room has been waiting to see through. I have to say that it is cruel to block a lively and lovely little girl of this age in this secret way!

Although the light in the secret room is good and the lights are bright; But after all, there is no sun. And children... Which one doesn't like excitement?

Don't dance lightly. It's more painful in here; Because of Mo Chengyu's injury, he had to exercise Kung Fu every day to heal his injury; Generally, at the level of King level master, there are few injuries, but once injured, it is particularly difficult to recover.

What's more, it's an internal injury like Mo Chengyu, who almost died?

He meditated for a period of time. When he had some savings in internal breathing, he began to shake his internal organs, shake the congestion in his body, and spray it out of his mouth; Then we have to heal the concussion injury just now

It's very troublesome.

Only when there is no congestion, the five zang organs and six Fu organs are completely restored to normal, and the meridians are completely unobstructed, can it be regarded as a complete recovery

"Ah, brother chuyang, you're coming!" Mo Qingwu found Chu Yang. His eyes brightened and he almost rushed in running. He was about to jump up and jump into his arms.

"Well, wait, wait... My brother still has food in his hand." At the moment, Chu Yang blamed the tray of food in his hand.

If it weren't for these things, wouldn't he be able to turn around with a dream, soft and fragrant body?

After putting down the meal, Mo Qingwu carefully gathered up: "brother chuyang, will you accompany me for a little more dance today? It's so pathetic that Xiaowu is here... "

"Good, good..." Chu Yang promised repeatedly, with great heartache. Well, even if it's a big event, I'll put aside my little light dance for the time being.

"Dinner?" As he spoke, Mo Chengyu rubbed his hands and came over from the secret room on the other side.

Mo Chengyu knows. Chu Yang only cares about a little mo Qingwu. He doesn't care about himself, a king level master... If he comes out late, he will really starve!

This guy never knew how to respect the old and the virtuous. Thinking of this, Mo Chengyu felt a little tangled about committing suicide. So depressed!

Even on the third day of the middle school, which family did you go to? Which family was not very polite for the cultivation of King level masters? Take care of food and drink. What else do you have to take with you before you leave

But here, the boy is reduced to being trained every day, and there is no food to eat if he is not careful! This... This is unreasonable!

Since living here, Mo Chengyu found that he has changed a lot. At least dinner is on time. When you smell the smell of food, if you don't run here quickly, what you're waiting for is leftovers. When the treatment is good, when the treatment is bad, you'll be hungry directly

And a little warrior yelled at himself... Eh? Warrior? Mo Chengyu was startled by himself. He was a warrior when he first came. How come it's only two or three days... Warrior?

Why is his cultivation speed so fast?

"Now that you're here, let's eat together." Chu Yang's tone seemed to be a great favor to Mo Chengyu.

"Well, thank you... Thank you so much..." as soon as he said this, Mo Chengyu almost wanted to smoke his mouth! Damn it, why are you worse than a beggar? Is it so grateful to be allowed to eat at the table?

Is he still a king level master? Is this still yourself? If King level masters can achieve their own level, they might as well kill themselves

"Well, do you have any wine?" In order to save the dignity of his "King level master", Mo Chengyu asked with dignity.

"No." Chu Yang didn't lift his head: "come on, little dance, try this, try that..."

"How can I eat without wine?" Mo Chengyu stared.

"Like to eat or not! I begged you to eat? Don't eat just right, save one! " Chu Yang, what kind of King level master are you? Not at all polite. Reach out and bring Mo Chengyu's job in front of him.

"Don't... it's OK without wine. Cough, I'm injured now and can't drink... It's still for my sake..." the great throne immediately gave in and protected the bowl of white rice with both hands. Although he found a reason for himself, he spoke like a plea... Because the king of hell of Chu was holding the bowl with his two fingers and pulling it out

"Still drinking?" The king of hell of Chu took time to hold his rice bowl. If he tried again, his rice bowl would become a broken one

"No more, no more... The food is delicious." Mo Chengyu pitifully hugged his job and blinked: ancestor, you don't know to save me some face in front of the young lady

"Poof... Hahaha..." Mo Qingwu, who was burying his head in soup, suddenly looked up and couldn't help laughing. Then he coughed while laughing, rubbed his small stomach and cried out for pain.

Chu Yang and Mo Chengyu are both... Vegetable soup on their faces

"Brother chuyang is really powerful. Uncle Cheng Yu is famous in the family for his drinking. In order to drink, aunt Cheng Yu didn't know how many fights she had with him, but he still drank endlessly." Mo Qingwu worshipped: "but Uncle Cheng Yu stopped drinking when he came to brother chuyang..."

Mo Chengyu wiped out the soup and left the dishes. He thought bitterly: people have to bow their heads under the eaves; When I'm well, let's see how I fix this guy!

"Yes, because your uncle Cheng Yu has grown up and is sensible. He doesn't drink anymore. Good. " Chuyang said softly, "it's not good to drink. You can't drink when Xiaowu grows up..."

He remembered that Mo Qingwu in his previous life also loved what was in the cup; Often borrow wine to relieve worries

"I don't drink!" Mo Qingwu blinked his big eyes: "it's bitter and spicy. What's good to drink; I like to drink pear juice... "

"Cough..." Chu Yang choked and coughed.

Tianli juice... This kind of high-grade fruit that can benefit Qi and nourish yuan will not be seen in the next three days. Mo Qingwu actually uses it to extract juice every day

"There is a pear garden in my house." Mo Qingwu's sentence made Chu Yang's cough more serious. Mo Chengyu laughed and relieved his anger. Finally, he saw your boy's embarrassment.

After a meal, Mo Chengyu will immediately go back to practice martial arts and heal his wounds.

"You'll go later; There's something else. " Chuyang road; Give Mo Qingwu this knife. Naturally, someone should watch it and be knowledgeable; Mo Chengyu is the right person! If no one knows, don't let Mo dance and play with it, I'm afraid it won't be there as soon as you take it out

"What's up?" Mo Chengyu turned back.

"I found a gift for Xiaowu. I need you to testify." Chu Yang looked at him and said slowly.

"What gift?" Mo Chengyu wanted to say, "what gift needs witness?" But seeing Chu Yang's solemn face, I immediately knew that the gift was probably a big deal.

If it were an ordinary gift, I'm afraid Chu Yang would have rushed himself aside and coaxed the young lady to be happy

This gift seems to matter a lot. At least it needs to be guarded by yourself. Moreover, it's best to report to the owner! As a king level master, Mo Chengyu is a fool? He understood at the first thought.

Turn around and sit carefully in your seat. This attitude is also respect for chuyang.

"Brother chuyang, what gift?" Mo Qingwu tilted his head and looked left and right at chuyang: "Xiaowu likes her birthday best. She receives a lot of gifts every birthday..."

Chuyang laughed and cleared the table; Then he took off the Xingmeng light dance knife from his waist and put it solemnly on the table.

"This knife is so ugly." Mo Qingwu wrinkled his small nose and looked at the broken scabbard. He didn't like it.

But Mo Chengyu knows the goods. Seeing that the scabbard is so rusty, he knows that it must be a rare antique; "What is this?" he said

"I don't know. This is when I was in tianwailou. One day, the mountain collapsed, and I accidentally found this." Chuyang heavy tunnel: "a peerless sword!"

"Oh? "Peerless sword?" Mo Chengyu is a little creepy; Is it true that chuyang can't say such words with such a character?

Chu Yang reached out and held the handle. The next moment, he brushed and the long knife came out of its scabbard!

Suddenly, the whole secret room was full of dreamlike red light.

In Chu Yang's hand, a knife glittered as if it had a soul. In this hazy, dreamy red light, there were a little twinkling stars, which made the knife even more like an immortal weapon, shrouded in clouds.

The light flickered for a while before you could see the blade clearly.

The radian is soft and beautiful. No matter which position of the blade is right! Even the most top craftsman masters can't find anything wrong when they see it!

A lady's knife! But it is the kind of knife that every chivalrous woman in the Jianghu dreams of

The beauty of this knife is beyond words and description!

No matter who he is, he will definitely be conquered by this knife at the first sight!

"Hiss..." Mo Chengyu took a cold breath fiercely!

Seeing Chu Yang's solemnity, he knew that this knife must be very important, but he didn't expect that it should be such a peerless treasure knife!

"Wow! What a beautiful knife! " Mo danced and clapped his hands, his eyes full of love; At the first sight of the knife, little Lori was completely attracted.

"I'll peel you an iron apple." Chuyang smiled at Mo, took out a round iron pimple from his arms, pasted it with a red blade and turned it slowly

"Don't hurt this knife... Ah?!" Mo Chengyu was completely stunned when he said only one word: a circle of thin iron sheet, shining with the unique light of iron, stripped from the iron ball a little bit... Just like cutting an apple!

would cut clean through iron as though it were mud! It's not only beautiful, but also a treasure knife for cutting iron like mud（ To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.) This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.