The golden sunshine shines on the endless fields, rendering the entire world golden.
Qin Mo was like a wild horse running wild in the fields with all his strength.
He kept accelerating, accelerating, and accelerating again.
Huhuhu The sound of the air tearing resounded in his ears, but Qin Mo felt extremely excited. chirp "Wow Mo Mo, you're so fast again, you're almost catching up with me."
Xiao Hui flew in front of Qin Mo and kept racing.
Qin Mo was moving quickly and suddenly jumped up.
He jumped four to five meters high and did a 720-degree somersault.
Bang He just lay flat on the field, closed his eyes and enjoyed the sunshine shower.
This is the tenth day that he has stood up, but his excitement has not diminished at all.
After work every day, he will run freely like this, or find a place to climb rocks with bare hands.
He originally wanted to tell Feng Qing the day he stood up, but after thinking about it, he held back.
On the one hand, these days are a habit.
After all, I haven’t walked for three years, so it is somewhat unfamiliar.
However, his legs developed normally, and he had insisted on massaging his legs before.
Although his muscle strength was not as good as at his peak three years ago, his potential was even greater.
"Flying Immortal Dance Step" is the first step he practiced in restorative practice.
This step was originally created to restrain the "ghost step".
After more than ten days of training, the effect is very good.
Day after day, it has entered mid-September in the blink of an eye, and Qin Mo's farm trip is coming to an end.
He said goodbye to Hu Le's father and his family.
Because he had other things to do, he had to leave early, but he promised Hu Yuanying that he would come to his house during the New Year.
Early in the morning, Zhizhi had already started singing "Zhizhizhi" at the top of his lungs.
Qin Mo stood outside the door, feeling uneasy.
Click Suddenly the door was opened.
Qin Mo was slightly startled and a little nervous, thinking that Feng Qing was coming out, but what he saw was a man.
"Nani" "Who are you?"
The two of them stared at each other with surprised expressions.
At this time, Qin Mo had forgotten his nervousness, which turned into confusion and anger.
So early in the morning, a strange man came to the house.
"Could it be" Qin Mo pointed to the door and said seriously, asking with a gloomy face: "Why did you come to my house so early in the morning?"
"He's here to repair the water pipes."
At this time, a woman's voice came from the house.
The young repairman looked at Qin Mo with a "you are a bad guy" look and said, "You are still sneaky when you get home."
Feng Qing opened the door and was about to pick up Qin Mo, but was suddenly stunned.
"I'm fine."
Qin Mo said with excitement in his voice as he looked at Feng Qing's haggard face, his eyes a little red.
Feng Qing covered her mouth excitedly, tears rolling down like a broken bead curtain.
Qin Mo looked at Feng Qing with a smile, stretched out his hand to wipe away Feng Qing's tears, and took out the red roses he prepared, "I told you I would pursue you, so I'll give it to you."
Poof The beauty burst into tears and smiled, and her bright smile instantly eclipsed the whole world.
"Woo" Feng Qing suddenly opened her eyes wide and felt her lips being attacked secretly, making a whining sound of resistance.
Qin Mo threw down the rose, held Feng Qing's head in one hand, looked at her affectionately with his eyes, and said, "Feng Qing, will you be my wife?"
"Uh" Feng Qing, who was still shy at first, slowly lowered her head.
Qin Mo hugged her tightly and said pitifully: "Don't worry, trust me."
The beautiful woman in her arms gasped for air, obviously crying.
"Hmm" A faint word came out of the beautiful woman's mouth, and two red clouds rose up on Feng Qing's face.
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There was a thunderstorm during the day and the sound of cannons was loud.
Although it was a bit unfamiliar to someone for the first time, after all, he was a theoretical master who had studied the technique for many years.
He quickly mastered the trick, and he was not seen again for the whole day.
It was already afternoon when a thunderstorm stopped.
The wind cleared up and the meal was ready.
Qin Mo was still lying on the sofa and fast asleep.
"Mo Mo, it's time to eat."
Qin Mo opened his eyes drowsily and found that the table was already filled with sumptuous dishes that were both delicious and delicious.
Ever since he made the agreement with the Demon Commander, and then the Demon Buddha came, his mind had been tense.
After his legs healed, he was afraid that it was an hallucination, and he didn't have a good sleep until he returned home.
Feng Qing was a Force warrior with amazing resilience.
At this time, she looked even more charming, and her previous anxiety and haggard look had disappeared.
"Mo Mo, I'm hiding something from you."
Feng Qing glanced at Qin Mo during the meal and wanted to explain.
"You don't have to say it, I believe you."
Qin Mo raised his head and looked into Feng Qing's eyes and said.
Feng Qing's eyes were shining with tears, but there was a smile on her lips.
In Qin Mo's view, even couples have their own differences, and only by respecting each other can they last long.
Furthermore, he believed that Feng Qing would not harm him.
If Feng Qing wanted to harm him, he would have died countless times.
In the evening, the two cuddled together, lying on the sofa and enjoying their new life.
Feng Qing raised her head and stared at Qin Mo's gradually mature face, "What are you going to do next?"
Qin Mo kissed Feng Qing and said, "Of course I'm going to college.
The first step is to get on the Three Thousand Dragons and Phoenix List."
"Well, schools can also study systematically, but I'm afraid that ten years is not enough."
Feng Qing was a little worried.
Ten years seems to be a long time, but it is still not enough for the current Qin Mo.
You know, Qin Mo is practicing, and Yang Ding will not be idle.
The opponent will always practice ten years more than him.
Normally, Qin Mo's chance of winning is very slim.
"I investigated Yang Ding and found that his talent can only be regarded as an average genius, and his nutrition, skills, teachers, etc. account for a great advantage.
He didn't even enter the Dragon and Phoenix Rankings back then, so I would be afraid of him."
Qin Mo's eyes shot out a brilliant light, and he analyzed with absolute rationality: "Even if he has practiced hard somewhere in the past few years, he will be able to summon faith in twenty years."
Feng Qing looked at Qin Mo's focused look infatuatedly, and had only four words in her mind: "Really handsome."
The "Three Thousand Dragons and Phoenix List" is a ranking of the strength of warriors under the Force.
Nearly two billion people are included in it.
How competitive is it?
It is no exaggeration to say that everyone who can enter the Dragon and Phoenix List is an elite as long as they become a Force Warrior.
In their generation, Shi Ziyu, Bu Sansheng and others all entered the Dragon and Phoenix rankings, and Shi Ziyu even broke into the terrifying top ten.
Of course, Qin Mo understood that it would be difficult for him to catch up with Yang Ding in terms of level without "accidents", but this did not mean that his combat effectiveness was not as good as his.
He was thinking about his future, but found that Feng Qing in his arms had fallen asleep.
Qin Mo smiled and looked at her quietly without moving.
In the dead of night, the Demon Commander's Mansion.
The Demon Commander listened to the report of the people below with a gloomy face.
"He's on his feet," he repeated, surprised by the news from his subordinate.
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"Yes, he and Feng Qing today."
The subordinate took out the video of Qin Mo and Feng Qing kissing passionately at the door.
Yang Ding looked at the video, his expression becoming more and more gloomy.
"Bitch, you're looking for death."
"Daddy's news."
Suddenly an electronic voice sounded.
Yang Ding turned on the light brain, and a light screen popped up, with a burly old man wearing a black tuxedo appearing on it.
"Uncle Ying."
The old man has a pair of sinister triangular eyes, which can make people feel chilly even through the virtual projection.
He is like the devil in the dark world, making people shudder.
"Your father said that you can't kill that girl."
Ying Huangquan's eyes seemed to have no emotion at all, which made Yang Ding feel a little scared.
"Why?"
Yang Ding roared angrily.
His love for Feng Qing has long since disappeared over the years, but the obsession in his heart is hard to get rid of and has turned into possessiveness.
Just now, he had already had murderous thoughts.
But now his father tells him not to kill him Ying Huangquan's eyes narrowed slightly, like an angry king cobra, which scared Yang Ding's whole body.
"No, I'm sorry, I just lost control of my mood."
Yang Ding lowered his proud head and apologized hastily.
The other party is not a slave, but a being as famous as him, one of the four underworld kings of ASEAN, namely "Nine Netherworlds, Six Paths of Hell".
"I'm just telling you, don't cause any trouble to your father."
After Ying Huangquan said that, the figure disappeared. snap "Why?"
Yang Ding was like a mad dog, overturning tables and chairs and roaring at his subordinates. rr4409051: