Chapter 50

"Well, well, from tomorrow on, one more hour." With a big wave of his hand, master Gu immediately gave up the idea of decompressing his disciples.

"Yes, master." Lin Chen should voice a way, go back to the disbanded disciples to gather up.

Tell them the good news.

"Ah Mom and Dad I want to go home... "

"I miss my mother Wuwu... "

"No, elder martial brother Master, don't... "

He looked at the disciple's mouth and said no, but his body was still very honest and kept upright.

The ancient leader touched the nonexistent beard and said earnestly: "I would rather make less contribution to your cultivation and promotion, but also make you stronger."

"What are you talking to yourself, headmaster?" I don't know when, Xue Wanqing quietly appeared beside the ancient bell.

"Nothing, ha ha, Wan Qing, don't come out like this next time. My heart is not very good, headmaster..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, master. I'm wrong." Xue Wanqing bowed his head wrongly.

"Oh, nothing, eh..."

"Have you been able to walk normally in the training ground?"

Gu Zhong remembered that Xue Wanqing had been training with Zhou ruoxiao for a long time. Just now she could walk to me without making a sound. Is that right?

"Hey, headmaster, I can not only walk, but also jump..." Hearing the question of the ancient bell, Xue Wanqing swept the injured expression and jumped in front of the ancient clock.

"So strong?" I thought Xue Wanqing would give up training for a day or two. After all, this kind of high-intensity training is too reluctant for ordinary people without aura and a weak woman.

"Oh Master, give me a hand... " Before she was happy for a few seconds, Xue Wanqing jumped over her head and was unable to get up on the floor.

He grabbed Xue Wanqing and seriously asked, "how did you do it?"

"Master, look..."

Xue Wanqing lifted up half the corner of her dress directly in front of the ancient clock. The service designed by the ancient bell could only cover the position above the knee.

Xue Wanqing's touch immediately revealed a large area of snow-white skin.

Gu Zhong was startled and quickly blocked in front of his eyes with both hands and stammered nervously. "Well, Wan Qing, I'm not a casual person. If you really want to We still... "

"Oh, no..." In a panic, Gu Zhong saw that Xue Wanqing's boots were not covered with snow-white skin It's muscle?

Exaggeration After that, Xue Wanqing lifted up his sleeve again. With a little effort, his developed biceps and triceps were exposed in front of Guzhong.

"No..." At the thought of the cute little girl in front of him, and the muscles on his body were more than those of him, Guzhong felt like crying without tears.

"Master, the martial uncle said I was braver than the male students."

"That's not..." Which woman can be like the same, refining themselves into a muscle maniac, the ancient leader murmured in his heart, and then realized that there was something wrong.

"Your uncle took you to refine it?"

"Yes, my uncle said that as long as a girl has a strong physique, no one dares to bully me any more..."

"Don't listen to her nonsense, Wan Qing. Go to the elder martial brother to get a Book of sect mental skills. Take it back and understand it well. If you still can't feel it, you don't need to train."

Master Gu originally meant that if there was no way out, I could only help you to find out in the system whether there was anything that could help people to get through the meridians.

However, Xue Wanqing cried out with a "wow" sound when he was just halfway through the ancient bell dialect.

"If the leader doesn't let me train, I will always be the worst one of Cangshan school..."

Xue Wanqing is sad to cry, and the ancient leader is also very helpless. I just don't want to see a beautiful girl trained into a muscle monster by Zhou ruoxiao, the female tiger.

But soon, the ancient leader had an idea. Maybe we can have a try. "Wanqing, in fact, your talent is not in physical fitness, but!"

In order not to let Xue Wanqing misunderstand again, the ancient headmaster didn't even have time to change his breath, "you are more sensitive to pills and herbs than any of the disciples in the sect."

After listening to Gu Zhong's words, Xue Wanqing's mood improved a little, "but what's the use? I still can't practice."

After joining Cangshan sect, she really felt the gap between ordinary people and practitioners. It was not unreasonable for her to be swept out of the family.

"No, it's useful. It's extremely useful. You can understand the skill first and then understand it slowly. Maybe you can get through the channels."

"Here you are."

"Ear stud?"

"At this time, the leader or don't make fun of Wan Qing." Xue Wanqing sighs. It seems that the leader just wants to make me happy. I am really a drag on the family.

Misunderstood by Xue Wanqing again, the ancient leader is about to collapse. It's hard to guess the girl's mind.

"This is a skill repeater. Once it is turned on, you can recite the skill without limit within the specified time. You meditate in your room every day and listen for three or four hours."EH ~ at the thought of eight hours a day to be reread, Guzhong felt numb and uncomfortable.

But after listening to it for three or five days, even a pig can understand something. What's more, my little disciple is smart and patient.

"Is it really useful?" Xue Wanqing's eyes lit up hope again.

"Don't you believe me?"

"Yes, of course I do!" If I don't believe it, how can I come to Cangshan.

After asking Gu Zhong about the specific use process of the skill repeater, Xue Wanqing immediately left the barbell and booster aside and ran away from the training ground.

Looking at Xue Wanqing's back with sympathy, the ancient headmaster sighed, "I wish you good luck."

One accidentally tripped over the barbell on the ground and fell to the ground with a thump.

"Zhou ruoxiao, are you a devil? The barbell can also be taken out for other girls

Taking advantage of no one's attention, the ancient clock quickly climbed up from the ground, and his stomach gas was secretly scattered on Zhou ruoxiao's body.

Say that Zhou ruoxiao will arrive.

"Master, I just heard you call me." Zhou ruoxiao came from the training field with a red hot stamping post in his hand.

At the moment, he is half squinting at the ancient bell, as if the officials were interrogating the prisoners.

"Oh, nothing." Gu Zhong was seen in the heart of hair, but can not say that calling her name is to scold her, or quickly change the topic.

"Younger martial sister, what's in your hand?"

"Well Black mountain city is going to hold a leader ranking competition. This is an invitation. "

Zhou ruoxiao casually explained that he had no intention of showing the post to Gu Zhong.

"And this kind of thing, is the day of my coming?"

"You don't want to go."

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