Song Xi didn't want to continue at all.

However, with Song Yue's pressure, he could only shamefully obey in the end.

The power of the cold ice true qi was not small, Song Xi didn't dare to greet Song Yue, so Song Yue deliberately greeted him.

When she was hit by the cold ice true qi for the first time, Song Xi was directly frightened.

I almost thought that Song Yue was going to be seriously injured.

However, it turns out that your sister is always your sister.

Compared with Song Yue, Song Xi's attack is not enough to see.

His level is low, and he is only one level of Qi refining.

As the cold ice true qi continued to be consumed, Song Xi couldn't do it for a while.

In the end, he lay limply on the floor, covered in sweat, his clothes and pants were all wrinkled, and his cheeks were red and puffy from excessive exercise.

That tired look of overconsumption, as if he had just been killed by that.

On the other hand, Song Yue is still refreshed.

Not to mention tired, not even a drop of sweat has been shed on his body.

The contrast is simply tragic!

She walked up to Song Xi with a calm face and kicked his ass with her foot: "Get up, don't lie down!" ”

"I don't!" Song Xi was angry and refused, "I'm almost exhausted." ”

"Get up even if you're tired!" Song Yue kicked him again, this time with a little heavier, "I'll count three times, if you don't get up again, I'll take off your pants." ”

Song Xi, who wanted to continue to be angry: "......" slot, what does this mean?

He's hallucinating, right?

Definitely auditory hallucinations, right?

Song Yue is his own sister, how could he say such a thing!

However, Song Yue had already begun to count: "Three! ”

Song Xi heard that something was wrong, and quickly got up: "Sister, don't count, I'll get up!" ”

Song Yue was satisfied, and then pointed to the treadmill in front of the floor-to-ceiling window: "Go up and walk for a while." ”

If you have just exercised vigorously and stop immediately, it is not good for your health.

It's best to take a stroll for a while to allow your body to recover slowly.

Song Xi was so tired that he couldn't do it, the muscles all over his body were sore and painful, and because his true qi was exhausted, his dantian and meridians were very uncomfortable.

It tasted like a throat that hadn't drunk water for a long time.

It was dry and painful, like sand scraping.

Song Xi didn't want to move at all now, he just wanted to lie down and absorb the aura to refine, so that his body could feel better.

But Song Yue was too fierce, he didn't dare not listen.

He glared at Song Yue depressedly, silently walked on the treadmill, and began to stroll.

Because he was too tired, he was lying on the handrail, and he was walking on the handrail.

The more Song Yue looked at it, the more disgusted he became, and stood next to him with his hands on his chest: "Straighten the bones for me!" You can't stand this amount of exercise, how do you cultivate? ”

Song Xi looked at her pitifully, feeling so aggrieved: "Sister, I'm so tired." ”

"No matter how tired you are, you have to straighten my bones!"

How can there be anything that is not tiring from cultivating?

I just started thinking about being lazy and tired, how could I persevere?

"Song Xi, listen to me, this is a road full of thorns and dangers, if you want to go down, you have to step on the sea of corpses and blood.

If you're tired, you can give up now, and whatever you do in the future, I can leave it alone.

Now you tell me, do you want to give up? Do you want to do nothing for the rest of your life, get by, or step on thorns to get out of a bloody road? ”

Song Xi gritted his teeth silently, and his eyes gradually changed.

He straightened his spine and said in a deep voice: "Sister, I know it's wrong, don't dislike me." ”

"It depends on your performance." Song Yue was quite satisfied, but his tone was still not good, "Now you try to absorb the aura." ”

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