Early the next morning, Feng Qing opened her eyes to find that the man next to her was gone.

Qin Mo had already come back from a lap, and at this time he was standing at the edge of the garden and breathing quietly, and there were faint bursts of majestic dragon roars in his abdomen.

"Well, the current physical state is recovering quickly, and at this rate, it is expected to enter the fifth stage of breathing within half a year."

In the past half a month, Qin Mo has focused on the exercise of waist and legs and footwork, hoping to recover his combat effectiveness as soon as possible, and as he stands up again, it is time for the "sword" that was buried in the past to return.

After thinking about it, he felt that the task was very heavy, and all the guys who were as famous as him over the years had graduated from college, some were famous, some had established their own mercenary teams, and some had entered the ...... of large groups.

"When are you going to fetch the water sword?" Feng Qing wore a beige short-sleeved shirt on her upper body and a white shorts on her lower body, and the whole person looked young and beautiful, and she had a mature woman's charm.

Qin Mo turned his head and looked at the amorous Feng Niang blankly: "Have breakfast." ”

"Idiot......" Feng Qing looked at Qin Mo who was drooling at the corner of his mouth, and went to wash up with a blank look.

At breakfast, Qin Mo said that he wanted to invite a senior nutritionist, but was vetoed by Fengqing, because Fengqing himself was already a nutritionist, although he was not a senior dietitian, but it was more than enough to take care of Qin Mo.

Today's senior dietitians all have their own unique skills, and they can't just do it for anyone.

Nutrition is a very popular discipline along with evolution, which includes a hodgepodge of health, Chinese medicine, cooking, nutrition, and so on.

Many senior nutritionists have one or two unique skills that have special effects on the evolution of a certain part or organ.

After breakfast, Feng Qing made an appointment with a mercenary group to do the task.

Qin Mo came to the courtyard alone, he brushed aside the lush flowers and plants, and dug up the soil little by little with his hands. More than ten minutes later, a long sword about a meter long revealed its true face.

The Shui Yin Sword is an ancestral heirloom, with a total length of about ninety-two centimeters and a blade length of seventy centimeters.

Qin Mo carefully took out the "Shui Yin" from the soil, and the moment he held the Shui Yin Sword, Qin Mo seemed to have found his lost soul, his mood was as calm as water, and his spiritual perception spread out along the bright sword body.

Airplanes!

His spirit shook slightly, as if he had opened a floodgate, burying the sword for three years, and the sword intent that had been conceived for three years emitted a "cry" like a newborn baby.

At the same time, the water sword also emitted an intoxicating piano sound.

At this moment, Qin Mo's tears rained down.

After learning swords for the first time, burying swords, and shining swords, he finally found the sword intent that moved him.

"Free sword intent, my sword intent will cut through this time and space, leaving an immortal trace." Qin Mo held the Shui Yin Sword, his heart was extremely pious, his belief was a sword, and it was freedom.

If it was the sword intent that was bred at the end of Qin in the past, it would definitely be a sword intent soaring into the sky and murderous. Now his sword intent is like having spirituality, without the slightest leakage, implying the sword intent of the Burial Sword Bright Sword, and his sword art realm has surpassed most sword cultivation.

He didn't draw his sword, because he was waiting for someone worthy of his sword to appear.

……

Shen family.

"Qin Mo's leg is better."

In a luxurious large room, Shen Han, Shen Bing, Zhuge Tenglong, Liu Wenrou, Tong Yu and more than a dozen people gathered together with panicked faces.

Qin Mo's good legs gradually spread, and they also knew the news of this "unfortunate".

"What are we going to do?" Tong Yu, who spoke, had a hideous face, with an expression of longing to eat Qin Mo alive.

Zhuge Tenglong shook the colorful chicken feather fan and glanced at the blonde Tong Yu, "What to do?" You don't have to do anything, you have to do what you have to do. ”

"What do you mean by Brother Zhuge ?" Tong Yu was a little puzzled, in detail, he didn't have any enmity with Qin Mo, but he simply looked at Qin Mo's displeasure, what a cripple pretended to be all day long, he couldn't get used to Qin Mo's proud virtue.

"Hey, hey." Liu gently glanced at Tong Yu with disdain, and said in an educational tone: "Qin Mo dares to call Yang Ding in public, do you dare?" ”

"Huh?!" Tong Yu stared at a pair of fiery eyes, and didn't let out a fart for a long time.

"It's not that I don't dare, I'm just afraid of the Nine Demon Lords."

Liu Wen's peach blossom eyes were fascinated, and she said with a smile: "Actually, Qin Mo didn't take our group of people in his eyes at all, people like him will soon surpass you, and then surpass us to become Force warriors first, and then return to the world that belongs to him." ”

Tong Yu did not refute Liu Wenrou's words, judging from Qin Mo's achievements three years ago, it was only a matter of time before he surpassed himself and the others.

"Then we won't take revenge?"

Shen Bing looked at his brother Shen Han, who had been silent, with doubts.

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and it's not too late for a villain to take revenge all day long." Shen Han spoke without shame, as if he was stating the facts.

"I've never been a gentleman, and no matter how much potential he has, he has to grow up to count, at least now he's not as good as me."

In the past, Shen Han was reluctant to go to Qin Mo for revenge, a big reason was because Qin Mo had become a "cripple", if he did too much, I am afraid she would not be at peace.

At least Bu Sansheng and Chu Yang will definitely not let him go.

"Hey, Qin Mo will apply to go to college, and when he gets to school, I'm afraid he won't have a chance?" Pointing at the country, Zhuge Tenglong shook the chicken feather fan, and said in a chic tone with a wave of his hand.

This group of people, Shen Han and Shen Bing, the two brothers are more shameless than the other, Liu is gentle and wilted, and likes to be disgusting with small movements the most, Zhuge Tenglong is far-sighted and calculating, and the whole person is experienced, and he likes to listen to the screams of the enemy the most.

……

They guessed correctly, Qin Mo had already contacted the school in the virtual world and submitted an application to go to college.

In modern society, the admission rate to university is already 100%, unless you don't want to go.

However, because Qin Mo did not take the unified exam, it is now about to start again. Although he also showed his liberal arts grades in the virtual network, there were not many universities that he could get into.

In the end, he chose the nearest "Qinling Academy".

Qinling University is one of the four universities in western ASEAN, with hundreds of thousands of teachers and students on duty, and its comprehensive combat strength can rank among the top five in western ASEAN, making it a giant in the western region.

After Qin Mo finished doing these trivialities, Feng Qing had already arrived home and had just finished taking a shower, accompanied by a faint fragrance.

Feng Qing wore a white short skirt and walked slowly like a queen, Qin Mo glanced at it and found that there was a vacuum in the beauty.

"Ready for school?"

"Hmm."

As he spoke, Qin Mo couldn't help but stretch out his hand to grab the charming and moving Fengqing, and kissed it domineeringly.

He has been with Feng Qing for three years, although he has long understood the meaning of the other party's feelings, but because of his legs, the development of this relationship has been hindered.

Now that he is back to normal and has tasted meat for the first time, how can he resist such temptation.

Another night of fighting raged until late at night.