In the small square, the cold wind howled, and I don't know when snow the size of a grain of salt fell.

Everyone just kept their expressions in unison, staring at the dust fluttering with the wind and snow, and couldn't believe their eyes.

If time could be reversed, if they could be more powerful, they would know what happened at that time.

The seemingly casual and relaxed punch was the result of the Sandan Xuanli. At that moment, Wei Mo understood something, which could only be understood but not spoken.

The rich Xuanli was quickly stacked, and the '8'-shaped circle, the light was vigorous. The light blue light flowed rapidly, and Wei Mo watched as the spiritual veins were full, and a drop of light blue water precipitated out with a pop.

Chu Dan, spiritual power!

Vemo didn't show the slightest bit of anomaly, and the wind was blowing at that time. Everyone's attention was on his fist, no one felt it, and the air became colder and clearer.

In fact, even if there was a vision of a breakthrough, the people in the small square did not know what was going on.

After all, since they were born, they have only seen martial cultivators, and no one knows what kind of existence spiritual cultivators are.

Lingwu Twin Veins, Chu Dan Breakthrough, and now Wei Mo is a first-order first-order spiritual cultivator, and a first-order three-fold martial cultivator.

Even, on the way back to Cuibai Garden, he faintly felt that the Xuan Force in the martial veins was swollen, and there were signs of breakthroughs.

Wei Mo really couldn't hide his smugness, and the flying corners of his lips finally caught Qin'er's attention.

"Young Master, you were playing tricks just now!" Qin'er stopped and stared at Wei Mo very seriously.

"Hey, hey!" Wei Mo lowered his head and reached out and quickly scratched the bridge of her upturned nose, "Count yourself smart, tell you a secret......"

He clasped his hands to his ears, and approached Qin'er, and the girl's face was red as the hot air currents blew. Itchy, but it has to be patient, no, it is willing to endure.

The heart is pounding and beating hard. When Qin'er listened to Wei Mo's whisper, the heart almost jumped out of her throat.

She was so excited that she pulled Wei Mo's sleeve in a daze: "Young Master, are you telling the truth?"

Wei Mo grinned, pretending to raise his chin arrogantly: "What do you say?"

Qin'er's heart is sweeter than eating honey, and her smile is like a cold plum blooming on the branches.

At this time, there was a dead silence in the small square, and everyone's hearts were filled with incomparable shock. At that moment, Vemo's prestige reached another peak.

Everything was expected by him.

......

"Quick, help the young master deliver the soup!"

"No, the Seven Star Grass has to be boiled just right, your soup is too light. ”

"Xiu'er, where is the young master's robe, you must bake it hot for him, and when he comes out of the medicinal bath, he can put it on immediately. ”

In the kitchen of Cuibaiyuan, Qin'er commanded a few maids and servants, and hurriedly cooked medicinal soup for Wei Mo.

Another maid brought a bowl of soup from the small stove and prepared to send it to Wei Mo. As she passed by Qin'er, she glanced at it and called out to the maid, "Wait a minute! What is this?"

The maid stopped and replied honestly: "Sister Qin'er, this is the ginseng soup for the young master." ”

Qin'er didn't say anything, turned around and went to the cupboard to take out a silver spoon, stirred it in the soup, nothing unusual, and then took the tray: "I'll send it, you go and do the rest." ”

She didn't notice that her every move was being watched closely by a little guy with a wooden spoon stirring the Seven Star Soup.

"Yes, Sister Qin'er!" the maid bowed her knees.

Jean brought the soup to Wei Mo's room and placed it on the table. Looking at Wei Mo, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, his focused and upright figure, he couldn't help but be full of joy and relief.

She placed the soup bowl in a thermos cage and gently baked it over a charcoal fire across the cage to keep the soup warm. Then, turn around and leave quietly.

Wei Mo was breaking through, although half of his feet had already stepped into the quadruple, but the martial arts cultivation, the further back he went, the more difficult it became. The threshold between the triple and quadruple is not as simple as one or two.

Half an hour later, Wei Mo opened his eyes, his eyes shining as bright as stars. The whole body was densely covered with a layer of sweat beads, soaking through the white bedclothes.

"It's still almost hot, hey!" Wei Mo sighed.

He got out of bed and wiped his sweat, picked up the ginseng soup, and drank it with a bang.

Qin'er practiced in the courtyard, and she only had time to practice by herself after arranging all of Wei Mo's affairs.

In a day, there is very little time for herself, and there is even less that she can use for cultivation. An inch of time and an inch of gold is no exaggeration for Qin'er.

But even so, Qin'er is still making rapid progress. Wei Zhong once said to her with great regret: "Qin'er, I'm sorry for you for my father, if you were born in a big family and have such a proud talent, you would have ...... long ago."

"Dad, it's okay. It's gold, it can shine anywhere, it's an awl, and no matter how thick the pocket is, it can be punctured, isn't it? Besides, I'm happy to live such a dull life with you and the young master. Qin'er reassured her father in this way.

Yes, for her, the young master is the heavens, and the parents are the earth, and together, they make up her whole world.

Qin'er, who is focused on cultivation, has a flexible body like a flexible Feiyan, and her slender hands are able to strike a punch with amazing strength every time. The perfect and elegant boxing technique makes her have a unique charm that attracts a few peeping girls in the dark.

"Sister Qin'er is really beautiful, more beautiful than the ladies in the house. ”

"Just say it in private, don't let those daughters know, otherwise we will feel good!"

"Now I understand why everyone is rumoring that Young Master Dinghai is reluctant to take a concubine, he is waiting for an opportunity to accept Sister Qin'er!"

A few people could only drool and gossip at the same time.

Suddenly, a terrible cry came from from Vermo's room. Everyone was terrified, not knowing what was happening.

Qin'er, who was concentrating on cultivation, frowned, her face was pale, and her eyes were full of anxiety. turned around and rushed towards the room, shouting as he ran: "Young master, what happened?"