Night, quiet. "891892" Qin Mo was shirtless and fixed his legs on the wall to do handstand push-ups.
Dangdangdang Qin Mo looked at the door with some surprise.
Hearing the footsteps, he heard that he was not an acquaintance, but it was also a woman.
"Please come in" He didn't sit up, but continued doing handstand push-ups.
The door opened, and a girl in blue was holding a bottle of Xifeng wine, leaning against the door with her enchanting figure.
A pair of charming eyes looked at Qin Mo who was exercising with interest.
After Qin Mo completed a set of one thousand handstand push-ups, he untied his legs and landed on the wheelchair beside him with a gentle push of one hand.
"Something's wrong."
Qin Mo let the sweat flow along his strong muscle lines, picked up the supplements prepared on the table and drank them all in one gulp.
The person who came was none other than Sister S who had helped him that day.
Sister S’s beautiful eyes blinked like a curious and naughty child.
"Hehe, you have such an alluring body."
Ever since Sister S knocked on the door, her eyes had never left Qin Mo's strong chest.
As she spoke, she playfully stuck out her pink tongue and licked her lips.
Speaking of which, Qin Mo was unable to practice swordsmanship because his legs were disabled.
Due to the needs of his daily life, his hands sometimes replaced some functions of his legs.
In addition to the three years of hard work day and night, he unknowingly developed a body that ordinary people would envy.
There is a saying that when God closes a door, he also opens a window for you.
This principle has long been discovered and exploited by ancient martial arts masters.
For example, Buddhism's closed-mouth meditation, after the practitioner "shuts up", plus some exercises and secret techniques, can greatly promote the spiritual soul of the practitioner.
Another example is ordinary "disabled" friends.
When they lose what normal people have, not only will their bodies open some "windows", but their destiny will also take a "different" path.
As an "evolutionist", Qin Mo has long known this truth, and he has experienced it himself, and he has a deeper feeling.
Another title for an evolutionist is the creator of techniques.
Since the emergence of the Force, the profession of evolutionist has also been born little by little, and now this profession has been officially recognized.
In fact, no matter what kind of exercise, the core is mostly to adapt the human body to the external environment, and then control the human body to achieve the desired evolution.
What we are talking about here are most of the exercises, and there are also exercises that achieve the purpose of evolution by regulating the spirit and soul.
Qin Mo also liked to study martial arts in the past, but later his legs were disabled and he was unable to practice swordsmanship, which gave him a lot of time.
Three years also allowed him to become an officially recognized evolutionist.
Of course, studying exercises is a hobby for him, not a career.
As an evolutionist, Qin Mo is very strict with his physical training and has developed a good physique over the years.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
Qin Mo glanced at Sister S, and the smart wheelchair rolled him to the bathroom.
Sister S raised her snow-white swan neck and glanced at Qin Mo who was washing off the sweat.
She stared at the alluring body and said faintly: "The brand of sword intent."
Qin Mo turned his head and looked at Sister S with a weird smile on her face, took a deep breath and said, "Don't you think talking in roundabout ways is very tiring?"
"Can't you just say a few more words to me?"
Sister S complained angrily.
"Tell me why you're here."
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and said as if he couldn't resist.
"You slashed at Shen Bing through the air that day.
I didn't expect my sister to see it."
Sister S put the Xifeng wine on the table and lay down on Qin Mo's bed regardless of Qin Mo's angry eyes.
Qin Mo sat in a wheelchair and began to massage the unconscious legs with his hands.
"Everyone thought you let Shen Bing go by slashing your sword through the air, but they all forgot who Qin Wudao was."
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Sister S said and sat up, staring straight at Qin Mo with a pair of enchanting eyes. .
"The moment Shen Bing turned around, you found the right opportunity to strike out with your sword, leaving your sword intention in Shen Bing's subconscious.
Shen Bing is still young and can't feel anything even if he notices something strange, but one day he will find you.
You have become his inner demon.
I know you, Qin Wudao, are not afraid of anything, but what about your friends and relatives?"
It turns out that the sword that Qin Mo returned to Shen Bing that day seemed to outsiders that Qin Mo had let the opponent go.
In fact, Qin Mo had burned his sword intention deep into the opponent's subconscious through Shen Bing's eyes.
If Shen Bing wants to become a force warrior in the future, he must meet the standard mentally.
However, with Qin Mo's sword intent lurking, the opponent will definitely suffer a big loss.
Sister S was also confused at first.
After returning, she accidentally discovered Qin Mo's conspiracy in broad daylight.
It is often said that the eyes are the windows to the soul.
This sentence is right, because people's eyes contain their own spiritual consciousness.
In other words, the human body's spirit can be released directly through the eyes.
It had been three years since Qin Dynasty buried the sword.
Although his sword skills had declined, his sword intention was a blessing in disguise.
It was not what it used to be.
He turned his inner clock to its fastest speed, his eyes became extremely focused, and everything in the outside world seemed to slow down.
The moment Shen Bing looked at him with a look filled with hatred, a sword light shattered that look.
Shen Bing's eyes were stabbed by the sword light, and he closed his eyes subconsciously, which was when Qin Mo's sword intention entered his body.
Although the sword intention is very weak, don't forget the hatred in Shen Bing's heart.
Hatred can strengthen the slight sword intention.
Sister S asked herself that even if she took action, it would be difficult to capture the will in a person's eyes.
Of course, she also guessed that Qin Mo had practiced a technique similar to the spiritual clock, or that his perception was sharper than ordinary people and he could understand the other person's emotions.
In fact, if Shen Bing's heart wasn't full of hatred, it would be difficult for Qin Mo to catch someone's gaze.
"What do you want me to do?"
Qin Mo sat up straight and looked at Sister S.
Sister S sat on the bedside with her legs crossed, slowly stretched out her jade-green index finger to lift Qin Mo's chin, and said with a strange look on her face: "Sleep with me."
"roll" "Hahaha."
"cooperate" "explain."
Sister S left gracefully.
The aroma of wine overflowed in the room.
There were two glasses on the table, one with a bright lip print on it.
Qin Mo seemed to have forgotten Sister S, but this incident also gave him a fishy smell.
Over the years, there must have been many big forces secretly paying attention to the late Qin Dynasty.
He also understood that many people wanted to find Qin Hong's whereabouts through him.
"We still have to become a force warrior as soon as possible.
Whether it's for self-protection or revenge, we have to speed up."
Since Qin Hong killed his father and abandoned his brother three years ago, he has lost all news.
If someone wants to deal with Qin Hong, they might attack Qin Mo to lure Qin Hong out.
Although everyone thought that Qin Hong definitely didn't care about his brother Qin Mo's life or death, it didn't stop those people from taking Qin Mo away for testing.
After all, for those martial arts masters, sacrificing a small disability can lead to Qin Hong, and his value is enough.
Dang Dang Dang.
The door opened and Feng Qing walked in carrying a thermos bucket.
"Mo Mo, someone has been here."
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Feng Qing noticed the wine glass on the side as soon as he entered the room and asked him in sign language.
Qin Mo nodded and then ate the food Feng Qing brought.
Feng Qing curiously picked up the wine glass used by Sister S.
She squinted her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking.
"for you" After dinner, Feng Qing handed Qin Mo a red invitation.
"It must be an invitation to the graduation party."
Qin Mo wiped his mouth clean and said with a smile to Feng Qing.
Feng Qing put away the tableware and chatted with Qin Mo.
Qin Mo opened the invitation: Qin Wudao was invited to attend the Qinling Middle School graduation party at Kowloon Building on August 8, 2108.
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