Day after day, year after year, it has been eight years since I was reborn in this world.

Mawson is used to this world, and since he can't go back, he might as well enjoy this world and conquer it.

Life is to have the courage to fight, dare to conquer all difficulties, and finally reach the peak of life, and then enjoy it.

In the past eight years, in addition to the usual eating, drinking, and sleeping, Mo Sen has either talked with Yue'er about the beauty of life or practiced martial arts.

But in the past eight years, something has happened. For example, when Mawson was three years old, my mother gave birth to another girl, named Molly, a cute little sister who has been my tail since she learned to walk and talk.

In this world, except for those special families, their reproductive ability is not strong, but the strength of the family is outrageous, such as the dragon warrior family, the phoenix family and other families that do not often appear, and some rich people have a lot of children. Why don't poor people have so many children? It's because they're poor! Giving birth to a child in this world is neither a crime nor a fine, just like the world in the previous life, where the fine for having one more child is tens of thousands of dollars.

When Mawson was five or six years old, his two older brothers went out to practice, and his father said, "Our family used to be the founding general and killed countless enemies, so the royal family and our family have marriages every few generations, so our family believes that strength is king." But now it's relatively peaceful, so go out and experience it yourself, I hope you can do something, but you are not allowed to use the power of your family, you are only allowed to rely on yourself. "So Mo Sen is also working hard to cultivate in order to welcome the coming of the experience.

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After these eight years of hard work, Mo Sen's Blizzard Sword Technique has also been practiced to the fourth layer, and the Blizzard Ice Strength has also reached the level of a third-order late-stage warrior this year.

In this world, the criterion for judging a warrior is the color of the fighting spirit, the first-order warrior is colorless, the second-order warrior is cyan, the third-order warrior is bloody, the fourth-order red, the fifth-order orange, the sixth-order yellow, the seventh-order green, the eighth-order blue, the ninth-order purple, as for the saint-rank warriors, they are also colorless, and when they cultivate to their realm, they all return to their basics, and the fighting spirit naturally becomes colorless. In each stage, it is divided into the front, middle, and late stages, and each period is divided according to the color of the fighting spirit. These are the laws that our predecessors have drawn on the basis of a large number of facts, and although they are not very formal, the people of this world use this law to divide them.

However, few people know this fact, only Yue'er and her parents know. At that time, the eldest brother was only a fourth-order early-stage warrior at the age of eleven, and Mo Sen was now a third-order late-stage warrior at the age of eight, and there were such powerful assassins to assassinate at that time, not to mention the current talent of Mawson.

If you let the enemy know, you don't have to worry about it every day, and you're afraid that someone will poison your food when you eat, let alone sleep, and if you don't wake up, it's not a big loss.

Therefore, it was declared to the public that Mo Sen, the third young master of the Mo Mansion, was eight years old and had just reached the level of a first-order warrior. However, the people outside said, "Is this third young master of Mofu really a waste, he is eight years old, he is just a first-order warrior, how talented is the eldest young master of Mofu, there are fourth-order warriors at the age of eleven, what a genius is this, how did he get to the third young master...... , alas!"

"Alas, young master, you see how ugly they say, if you talk about your talent, how wonderful their expressions will be?" A slim girl behind Mo Sen was beating me on the back, and it was Yue'er who said mischievously.

Now the moon is better developed than back then, and the small breasts are also beginning to see the scale, just like the spring after the rain, tender and tender. That beautiful and gentle face, with that mischievous expression, really looks like a lively and cute elf.

"Don't, don't say it, otherwise I won't have a quiet day, and I will be scared day and night. Mawson said hurriedly.

"Funny to you, how could I say it!" Yue'er said as she stuck out her tongue.

"Okay, Yue'er is getting bolder and bigger, and she dares to laugh at me. After speaking, he hugged the girl behind him in his arms and started fighting. Accidentally, Mo Sen's hand seemed to touch a sharp and soft thing, and seeing Yue'er's face red, Mo Sen quickly took his hand back.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. ”

"It doesn't matter. Yue'er was about to bury her head in that pair of small peaks.

Looking at Yue'er's delicate appearance, Mo Sen couldn't help but kiss it, it was cold and comfortable.

"It's so sweet. Mawson licked his mouth and said.

When Yue'er heard this, her face turned even redder, and she buried her head in Mawson's chest, and didn't speak, so Mawson just hugged her quietly.