Chapter 195 (2/2)

”Well, elder martial brother Are you all right? ”I'm still thinking about it when I'm so sleepy.

Mo Chen feels that Xiaodong's mind is a little heavy. If he can think less and think less, a man of his age who is heartless may sleep more soundly and soundly at night.

In that case, it would not be Xiaodong.

The room turned dark and Xiaodong fell asleep.

Mo Chen sat on one side, holding his breath. He is used to it. He stays by Xiaodong's side, one night, two nights, many nights.

Sometimes in the night, he will do nothing, so quietly watching the youth around him.

The darkness did not affect his sight.

This is another change of Mo Chen's body.

There are so many changes that he is too lazy to be surprised.

At first, he was frightened and confused, but now he finds that the change is controllable and will not be exposed to people. What's more, his power is getting higher and higher, and his cultivation and vision are becoming more and more important He felt that he was walking on a road that kept climbing higher.

Mo Chen is not afraid of this change now.

He even

Even expecting this change to continue.

Without power, even the people around you can't be protected. Yu Dahong, Linglong, Zhai Wenhui

And Xiaodong.

Mo Chen kept the secret with his younger brother, even to his master. At first, something was delayed, then Back to the mountain frequent accidents, Mo Chen himself has a big secret difficult to appeal to the mouth.

If you tell master, I'm afraid his hair will be gray overnight.

Mo Chen put Xiaodong's hand out of the quilt back into the quilt, straightened out his head wrapped behind his ears, and looked at him quietly for a while before he began to meditate again.

Tong Hao probably thought that his actions were very hidden, but he did not know that he was one by one. All his classmates saw his performance in their eyes, and even Li Fulin found it.

No one would like such a narrow-minded and dark man.

Even Duan Ping, who can still speak with him at ordinary times, subconsciously keeps away from him.

In any case, he didn't have any friendship. Duan Ping used to think that they were all from the same family. If he spoke less, he would say two more sentences. He couldn't talk to each other in silence. Was he embarrassed?

Now Duan Ping thinks that it's good to be cold in the cold. It's not good to be close to such a person. If he doesn't make a good scene, he will be remembered and resented by others. Maybe he will remember it in his heart now.

It's better to stay away from it. Even if far away from him will let him remember hate, it is not too unjust.

Mo Chen points out that after the examination, others have more or less improved, and they all return their wild heart to the right path. However, Tong Hao was the only one who did not make any progress. However, the more he practiced his sword moves, he became more and more angry, which made people frown.

Shao Jinming has been seen by others for two days. He always looks out of the window. When he sees the wind blowing and snow falling, he runs out with his sword, which makes others think he has something important to do.

When he understood, it turned out that it was the elder martial brother who instructed him to practice sword.

At first, Shao Jinming was practicing sword in the snow, dancing in the snow. Shao practiced it very seriously, but he also had a little mind to pay attention to the snow.

Elder martial brother, why should he practice sword in the snow? Does his rigid swordsmanship have anything to do with snow? Or can practicing sword when it snows make up for the flaws in his sword technique?

Or, the elder martial brother asked him to practice sword with snow?

Thinking of this, Shao Jinming began to consciously stab snow with his sword.

Duan Ping and Qin Wei passed by, only to feel strange.

There are thousands of people practicing sword in the world. Each has his own practice method. It's said that some people practice under the waterfall, some practice in the strong wind, and some practice sword skills in the heavy rain

Elder martial Brother Shao plans to practice in the snow, but he has not heard of it.

The snowflakes fluttered in disorder, but there was no snow in Shao Jinming's area which was more than three feet around. Because the strong wind stirred by his movements, even if it was not stabbed by the sword, the snow was blown away.

Practicing, elder martial Brother Shao has already practiced It's going to be cockfight.

The snow flakes vary from big to small, from far to near, from disease to sparse. At first, he just tried to stab them. Later, he found that it was too difficult to stab all the snow flakes.

Shao Jinming also had a hand with others before he became a teacher. After he went to the mountain to learn from his master, Shao had little chance to do it. He mostly studied with his brothers.

Of course, his kung fu has made great progress compared with that before he went up the mountain, but his understanding of the meaning of sword is worse than that of his younger martial brothers. Shao Jinming knew his talent was limited, so he worked harder than others. If someone else has seven points of pain in practicing kung fu, he has suffered to twelve points. People all say that diligence can make up for his own shortcomings. However, Shao Jinming can say from his own experience that some things are not born. It is very difficult to make up for them the day after tomorrow.

At the moment, even the snow can't be stabbed. Instead, he arouses a strong feeling in his heart that he won't let me stab him? I had to stab.In Shao Jinming's eyes, the flying snow on his face seems to be a hateful enemy. His swordsmanship is flexible and changeable, and the reality is elusive. Moreover, there are many divine moves, which make people unable to defend.

After practicing sword for a whole afternoon, I lost my strength

Mo Chen just smiles after knowing.

The next day there was no snow, and on the third day there was snow