C6

Chen Ling brought Su'er into the mountain stream. Due to the Qin Soldier's tear earlier, her clothes were slightly damaged and stained with blood. Girls loved beauty, and couldn't wait to sew up his skirt and wash the blood.

At Chen Ling's suggestion, he set up a wooden frame with wooden poles at each end. First, he covered his line of sight with his clothes and took off her skirt, and then he started washing her skirt beside the stream. The inside layer only consisted of his light shorts and underclothes, his body was delicate and beautiful, his skin was white, but it was a pity that Chen Ling couldn't see his, otherwise, he would definitely be attracted by his.

Cheng Su'er had just come back from washing up. Smelling the fragrance of the chicken, she started eating heartily, causing her stomach to croak loudly. Her face flushed red, and she asked curiously: "It smells so good, Big Brother Chen, what did you do?"

Cheng Su'er wiped away her tears and forced herself to laugh out loud: Big Brother Chen, thank you, but your injuries have not healed yet, furthermore on the battlefield, your life is too fragile, I have seen too many people from the Wei Empire who died in battle, and no one can come back to life again. Although I know a little about medicine, I am unable to do anything, Big Brother Chen, Su'er only hopes for you to live well.

Chen Ling thought in his heart: I will definitely live on, I will stand my ground in this era, and become a big shot when I'm small, to witness the development of this era's history. If possible, I can also participate in this competition, and have a history of games, but at this time, I don't have the ability to be a strong warrior.

However, with his two thousand years of experience in martial arts as well as his previous life, he believed that it was not impossible for him to have a foothold in this era!

After a while, the two of them started to eat the roasted chicken. Although there was a lack of seasonings, it was still very fragrant and flavorful, and Cheng Su'er praised them constantly: "Unexpectedly, Big Brother Chen, you look so decent cooking wild chicken."

Puff! You are the wild chicken, your whole family is the wild chicken! Chen Ling rolled his eyes. After he finished eating, he started to put on his clothes, and it was close to sunset. The sky was bright and clear, with a layer of clouds in the west.

Her long eyelashes flickered slightly, and her red lips were as tender and alluring as newborn cherries. Because she was born at the border of Qin and Wei, in the east of the river, a woman's body was slender and slender, her waist slender and slender, slim and graceful. Although she was still at the age of fifteen or sixteen, she already had an extremely beautiful feeling.

"Let's go back, otherwise we won't be able to get to the military camp before the date falls." Being stared at by Chen Ling made Cheng Su'er a little embarrassed. She rubbed the corner of hherclothes with a bashful look, which was completely different from when she had casually taken as his follower.

Women only feel shy when they put you in a position where they can recognize you as a man, or they won't look at you too much, or they won't even be afraid of you.

Chen Ling shook his head and laughed involuntarily. He packed his luggage, placed all the excess medicinal ingredients into it and picked up the bamboo basket before walking back to the army camp with Su'er.

When Cheng Su'er separated with him, she wanted to say something, but she stopped. With a slight blush on her face, she repeatedly warned him to take care of his injuries in the end before gracefully returning to the camp.

Chen Ling cleaned up his emotions and returned to his tent, where he slept for a while. After night fell, he sneaked out of his camp, went to the forest at the back of the mountain, meditated and meditated, using the Qi Sect's mental cultivation method to harmonize his meridians and bones. His optimal training time was when he was young, and when he turned thirteen, his bones were more or less fixed, making him unable to cultivate superior martial arts.

Chen Ling's body had already passed the best age to practice martial arts, and the upper echelons of the body were unable to. He could only step onto the road of the peak of the martial arts once again, after going through constant training and breaking through his potential time and time again.

"Whooosh."

After an hour of breathing exercises, Chen Ling cleared the turbid energy in his body and made his spirit stage clear. It was suitable for concentrating on practicing martial arts and fist techniques, because his physique was weak, he needed to temper himself step by step, from light to heavy, strengthening himself layer by layer.

He stood up and took a horse stance first to practice his stance training. After a while, he threw out "Seven Star Subduing Tiger Fist", with his feet on the seven stars, his fists raised in the wind, and his movements were agile and smooth. He extended his arms, punched, gathered energy, and changed his moves in one go, all he needed was strength and inner strength.

Chen Ling retracted his fist and stood up straight, his Qi was well-proportioned and a warm current was circulating all over his body. This was the "Qi" produced by his martial arts practice, only when he had trained to a certain degree would he be able to release and control Qi, which was also known as the "Houtian Qi".

It was a pity that he lacked strength, and his skin, flesh, membranes, tendons, and bones had not been tempered or condensed. They were loose and powerless, and the next step in a fight was to train his strength, otherwise any move without strength would only be an empty shell.

Strength training was through physical training, such as running, lifting weights, jumping, kicking, somersaulting, punching sandbags, and other thousands of training methods. One's four limbs, waist, muscles, would all be full and strong, strength, and flexibility would be greatly enhanced, surpassing the average person to train out of the streamlined muscles, full of explosive power. This was the foundation, and only when one's body was forged into unpolished jade would they be able to meticulously carve it out.

In the next few days, he went with Su'er to gather herbs as usual. As the management of the injured camp was lax, and was far from the front camp, the military regulations here were not that strict. With Su'er's face, everyone in the injured camp had to give her face, so Chen Ling could enter and leave freely.

In these past few days, Chen Ling had been concocting special secret medicines to speed up his recovery, his body was constantly recovering, and at night, he was training his Qi and strength, so he clearly had gained some strength. Arriving at the mountain, Chen Ling's four limbs were tied up in a few sandbags, he ran, jumped, rolled up and down, and trained to the point that they were full and forceful.