Hearing the news that Bu Shabi was going to learn martial arts, Bu Jia's parents only wanted to prove themselves when their children couldn't swallow the breath of being excluded by their neighbors.

The shouting of Bu Shabi kept coming from the front yard, which made Bu Dad feel extremely headache, and said to Bu Mu who was embroidering on the side:

"you, what the hell do you say Shabby is here? Although our family has spent most of the family wealth to treat him, it is now a well-off family, why does Shabi still learn martial arts, he still learns swordsmanship, if he gets sick again, I won't be able to live. ”

Hearing Bu Dad's complaint, Bu Mu patted him on the back to smooth him, thinking about the indescribable love in her eyes that Bu Shabi swore to her that night.

"Daddy, just let Bu'er do it, who let him be born a native of Qinglong, no matter how smart Bu'er is, how can he gain a foothold in society. I don't think Mr. Qin will give in to Bu'er to have an accident, although his reputation is not good, after my observation these days, Mr. Qin is still a good person, I don't worry about handing Bu'er to him. ”

"You've said all the good things, what else do I say?" Stepfather shook his head, held his mother's hand, and sighed: "It's not that I don't want Shabi to learn swords, he has been weak since he was a child, and he has been hard to maintain it over the years, and we only have Shabi as a child. ”

"But I haven't seen Bu'er smile like that for a long time, and besides, don't call Bu'er Sabi anymore, what is the name you obtained."

"It's not a bad life to feed, you see, Shabi didn't grow up well, you blame me for not having a good name, why didn't you bring it up at that time."

Step mother awkwardly hammered Bu Dad's chest, blushed for a while, and complained: "I forgot to say it before, can't I?" ”

"Lines, Lines, Lines......"

Bu Dad really enjoyed the beating of Bu Mother's love, looking at the face of the little bird and then the years now, Bu Dad felt uncomfortable.

A family is fragile and tenacious, the birth of Bushabi has made this already solid family run for decades, but his husband and wife have one heart, and finally see that Bushabi can live like a normal person, the past suffering is like a cloud, leaving only infinite hope for the future.

Yes, infinite hope.

"Bijun, you see that Bu'er has also grown up, shouldn't we also ......"

As soon as Bu Dad grabbed Bu Shabi's hand, the reason why they only had one son over the years was because parents were unwilling to let Bu Shabi feel wronged, even if he felt that there was a younger brother or sister who appeared to take away his love.

It is human nature to spread the branches and leaves, and the step father at this time is eager to try.

"What have you done in the daylight?"

Step Mother did neither agree nor object.

"You mean...... !! in the evening ”

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Regardless of the careful thinking of the step-mother step-father for the time being.

A few days later, when Bushabi's parents found out that the family's wine cellar was cleaner than the racecourse, their faces were horrible pale.

"Mr. Qin, even if you are Shabi's master, I have to ask, is this really learning swords?"

Bu Dad couldn't think of words to describe the current scene, and the entire cellar was gone, except for Bu Shabi, who was drunk and shouting for another glass, lying on the ground, indescribably funny.

How can this be acceptable to the father's step-father.

He thought that Bushabi might be injured, but more likely that he would suffer another blow in his heart. Regardless of whether the boxing and foot masters invited over the years have real skills, dozens of people who don't know each other have come to the conclusion that with Bu Shabi's physique, they will never be able to enter the door of martial arts with Bu Shabi's physique, and it is already a miracle to be able to live safely.

I've seen people who practice the heart method, I've seen people learn moves in a similar way, but Bu Dad has never seen anyone who drinks and learns swords.

If Qin Wuwu didn't have an explanation, don't say that he is a notorious drunkard, even if he is the sword god of the world, Father Bu will come forward to ask for an explanation.

Bu Mu's eyes were wet, and she stepped forward to hug the drunk Bu Shabi, her face full of distress.

Step Mother's tears made Step Father unable to hold back any longer, and stepped forward to grab Qin Wuwu's collar, his face full of anger like a volcano about to erupt.

"Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings."

Looking at the sandbag-sized fist, Qin Wuwu knew that if he didn't explain it clearly, he was afraid that he would suffer in vain.

Glancing at Bu Shabi who was sitting on the ground and playing drunk, Qin Wuwu didn't know who Bu Shabi learned from this crazy fool.

It's no wonder that Bushabi proposed to him the day before to let Bu Dad and Bu Mu see his current achievements, and set the location in the wine cellar, this is to see his own joke.

Qin Wuwu understands that when Bu Dad's punch falls, it will be the moment when Bu Shabi wakes up, and when the time comes, Bu Shabi will be the middleman, and he Qin Wuwu is a drunkard and a swordsman, so he can't return a punch with a punch, let's fight back.

"Slowly, slowly, I have something to say." Qin Wuwu retreated, thinking about countermeasures, planning to use the strategy of delaying the army to calm down his father first.

But where could Bu Dad listen to his explanation, waved his fist, and shouted: "I thought that the outside world was spreading how you were a drunkard, but I didn't expect that you would be such a person, in vain I believe that you handed over Bu'er to you, but now it's good, he is already weak and you turned him into a drunkard." ”

Just as Qin Wuwu was hesitating, he found that Bu Shabi, whose face was flushed, was slightly upturned at the corners of his mouth, clearly wanting to see his jokes.

With his body sideways, dodging Bu Dad's fist, Qin Wuwu shouted towards Bu Shabi:

"How long do you have to pretend, why don't you hurry up for me."

Qin Wuwu's voice was extremely loud, not only did the step mother who was holding Bu Shabi look at him blankly, but even the step father who wanted to continue to attack after being dodged by a punch stood stupidly in place.

"Bu'er, are you alright?!" Bu Mu looked at Bu Shabi who jumped up from her arms in surprise, except that her face was red, where she looked like a drunk person.

I saw Bu Shabi swinging his fist hard, although the momentum was insufficient, the Bu Mu who knew the most about Bu Shabi could see that Bu Shabi was full of growth.

Bu Mu suppressed the excitement in her heart and asked, "Bu'er, is this ......?"

"Dad, mother, I'm fine, I'm just joking with you secretly."

Bushabi has gone from being drunk to drunk these days, and there are hardly any lucid moments.

Even if Qin Wuwu repeatedly assured that when Bu Shabi could comprehend a trace of sword intent from the wine, it would be the beginning of his cultivation path of water cutting head.

The sword should be fierce.

Bu Shabi didn't know why he realized this truth from the wine, but when he saw Qin Wuwu's surprised expression and happy for him from the bottom of his heart, Bu Shabi understood that the wine he drank these days was not in vain, and it was not a loss to run out of wine at home.

Bu Shabi remembered that he had asked Qin Wuwu a question.

"Is Song Jianshen's sword really as high as the sky?"

Bu Shabi really wanted to hear Qin Wuwu's positive views on this issue, since a long, long time ago, Bu Sha, like most of the Qinglong Kingdom, knew how powerful Song Jingyan was, how high Song Jingyan's swordsmanship was, but he had never had the opportunity to see Song Jingyan shoot with his own eyes.

It wasn't until the news of Song Jingyan's exit came out that Bu Shabi and many people in the Qinglong Kingdom who questioned Song Jingyan saw the sword light that pierced the sky across the fifteen states, and it was not until that time that Bu Shabi realized that the gap between people was not as small as imagined, even if he wanted to see Song Jingyan's back in a dream, it was also a fantasy for Bu Shabi.

Under Qin Wuwu's teaching, countless wines fell into his stomach, and Bu Shabi raised the question with the strength of wine.

He was not afraid of being ridiculed by Qin Wuwu, he wanted to know how high Song Jingyan's position was, and he might not be qualified to exhaust himself, and he also wanted to try it, the dream of the Arabian Nights, it was a big deal to call himself a bad wine on the second day.

"I don't know how tall his sword is, but his sword is the purest and most direct sword I've ever seen, Shabi, if you want to challenge him, let's pass on the fire to the family first."

Bu Shabi took Qin Wuwu's words to heart.

Just as he was judged to never be able to grow up healthily and not be able to practice martial arts, with the support of his father and mother, he not only grew up, but also like a normal person in most cases, if no one knows his details, as long as he doesn't do anything with him, who can say that he is not a man of the Qinglong Kingdom.

Since the miracle has happened once, Bushabi believes that there will be a second and a third.

Feeling the fierce sword intent, Bu Shabi silently hid the challenge to Song Jingyan in his heart, and sooner or later he would stand at the same height as Song Jingyan and have a fair fight.

Bu Shabi's thoughts Qin Wuwu didn't know, he was very curious about what kind of water adjustment would be the sword intent that Bu Shabi had realized.

Just as Bu Shabi drank all the wine in the cellar, Qin Wuwu asked him to try to let him use the first form of the water cutting head—a new song and a glass of wine.

There is no amorphous pattern for the water cutting head, what Qin Wuwu can teach Bu Shabi is to take him to get started, so that a Bu Shabi who has a physique that is difficult to practice martial arts can feel the sword intent, and then teach him the experience and precautions of the eight styles of water cutting head, especially the first type of a new song and a glass of wine.

There is no fixed move for a new song and a glass of wine, for example, Qin Wuwu's move is like a continuous stream of wine after a glass of wine, and the fierce sword that Bu Shabi realized is to do his best in one move in order to defeat the enemy with one blow.

Bushabi nodded.

For the time being, he couldn't turn a sword into wine, and he held a wooden sword.

Close your eyes and recall the ferocity.

Bushabi's sword is like this, constantly fighting against fate, constantly creating impossible miracles when everyone denies him, just like the trajectory of his life, his fierce sword intent is to cut a path of life and death with ferocity when the road ahead is impassable.

Gradually, Bu Shabi's aura changed, no longer the side that was easy to talk and laughed at people, and he condensed a ruthless aura.

pulled a sword flower, and his eyes were like torches.

"Knock knock, knock knock······" The beating sound of the heart sounded like a bell, the blood flow speed increased, and Bu Shabi felt the whole body heat and full of strength.

"Drink!"

Swing a confident sword at the stone wall of the wine cellar.

When Bushabi was still immersed in the fantasy of splitting the stone wall with a sword, the wooden sword in his hand was bounced off by the stone wall, and he flew back with the fierce Bushabi.

"How is that possible!" Bushabi exclaimed.

He clearly felt that the sword gathered his mind, energy, and emotions that had been suppressed all along, how could it not split the stone wall.

"Sure enough." Qin Wuwu thought for a moment and figured out why Bu Shabi's extremely powerful sword couldn't even split the stone wall, looking at Bu Shabi's appearance of suffering from gains and losses, Qin Wuwu couldn't help laughing and said:

"Don't think about it, it's normal. The sword you just now seems to be very powerful, but in fact it is a tree without roots, with only an appearance but no inside, just a fake handle. ”

Next, Qin Wuwu took out every action and every detail of Bushabi and analyzed it for him in detail.

Bu Shabi's will was superior in Qin Wuwu's opinion, and it could be ranked as a terrifying level in his heart.

It's like water, which seems to be weak and can't cause any damage, but when the speed of the water reaches a certain level, it can cut off the steel.

Bu Shabi's will is like water, and Qin Wuwu used the way of Jiu Wu Sword to create an opportunity to let Bu Shabi get started, just like adding a speed to Bu Shabi's push, so that water can also cause great lethality.

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"Dad, mother."

After saying all this, when Bu Dad and Bu Mu were still in shock, Bu Shabi knelt on the ground with a puff and kowtowed to the second elder.

"You've worked hard all these years. Shabi has seen the door to practice martial arts, even if he is tired and tired, Shabi will work hard, fight for his father and mother, and let the people who have ridiculed and scolded our Bu family see that water can also break steel. ”

At this time, Bu Shabi could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart, and could only barely hold back the tears in his eyes, it was a very difficult thing to restrain his emotions, not to mention that he was called a waste all year round, and one day he would be able to practice martial arts like an ordinary person.

The torment and mental pressure are even more indescribable.

The same is true for step-dads and step-mothers.

Looking at the family who were complaining to each other, Qin Wuwu consciously walked out of the wine cellar, pulled out the wine cork, and took a big sip.

"What a fucking sensationalism." Qin Wuwu doesn't like things that are too warm or too sad, great joy and sorrow will make it difficult for his heart to calm down, and it is not conducive to his sword.

Taking out a letter that was still new, Qin Wuwu looked at the sky and sighed: "Do you think we can do it, the opponent is the strongest two people in the Qinglong Kingdom." ”

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"Sure enough, you are a poor ghost, I should not have promised you if I had known it, let alone an alliance with you."

Mo Shang Jueran looked at the ruined house, and felt that his head was getting bigger.

Who is she!!

The seventh-largest killer on the assassin list, who has an appearance price of at least one million, now wants her to live in a ruin-like place, and calls her Hanako.

Mo Shang felt that he didn't do it, and kept picking up the gravel at his feet and smashing it against the wall, shouting: "Sean, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, you'll be finished!" ”

"Don't smash it, you will pay if you smash it! How else do you think of me? Find you a luxury suite, and hire two servants to dress you properly? You must know that the news from Qingfeng Valley will soon reach Yan Huainan, and he will definitely find out about you at that time, it just so happens that Yan Cheng has gathered so many people with heroic posts, do you think those people will go crazy and come to besiege you and me? ”

Sean looked at the smashed marks on the wall and felt very distressed.

You must know that the second floor of Mingyue Building is his property, and he really has no loan and no installment to buy it in full.

Although he had a fight with Yan Huainan here, all the ones that could be put out were broken, and there were only a few walls left, and they were smashed by Mo Shangjue, how could Sean change hands when the time came.

It's all money.

"Money, money, money, your head is full of money, can you use it a little!"

When it comes to money, Mo Shang Jueran is on fire and doesn't know where to go.

On the Dragon King, Sean borrowed all the money with clever words, and said that the good bet was won and returned to her with nine out of thirteen profits, but the result was good, the two of them were stunned to wash the dishes all the way, and in the end, if they didn't rely on their fists to threaten the boss of the Dragon King, Mo Shang Jueran estimated that they would have to wash the dishes for at least ten years to pay off the debt.

When he arrived in Yancheng, Mo Shang Jueran thought that he would have a good time back in the national capital. Even if he is about to face a difficult challenge, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, and a good place to eat and live is not a high requirement.

But now, I eat the special fish provided by Lao Li, who sells fish downstairs, and I live on the second floor of Lanyue Building, which is ventilated on both sides and can't even find a clean land. Sean didn't let her run around, saying that it would mess up the plan and startle the snake.

Mo Shang Jueran thought that she was an extremely good woman, and she was an outstanding assassin, but at this moment she realized that she was overestimating herself.

"I don't care, steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, braised pig, braised duck, sauce chicken, bacon, pine flower, small belly, dried meat, sausage, assorted Su Paner, smoked chicken white belly, steamed eight-treasure pig, Jiangmi stuffed duck, canned pheasant, canned quail, braised goose, pheasant, rabbit breast, vegetable python, whitebait, steamed husky toad! Braised loin silk, braised duck kidney, braised duck strips, mixed duck shreds, yellow heart tubes, stewed white eel, braised yellow eel, black bean catfish, pot roasted carp, pot roasted catfish, steamed soft-shelled turtle, fried carp, fried prawns, soft fried loin, soft fried chicken······ Osmanthus wings, steamed wings, fried birds, fried assorted pieces, steamed Jiang conpoy, sugar boiled rice, mixed shredded chicken, mixed belly shreds, assorted tofu, assorted dices, bad duck, bad crab, bad fish, bad fish fillet, boiled crab meat, fried crab meat, mixed crab meat, steamed pumpkin, stuffed gourd, fried loofah, stuffed winter melon, stewed chicken palms, stewed duck palms, stewed bamboo shoots, stewed coconut white, eggplant dried oven meat, duck soup, crab soup, three fresh mulberry soup! I have to eat today, otherwise we will break off our relationship, I want to tell Yan Huainan about your plan, and I will surrender myself! ”

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PS: I'm hungry, what about you.