Chapter 4 The Little Maniac of Body Refining

After Limei left the graphite platform, she was in a very good mood. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He felt that he was the patron saint of the Zodiac Gate, and he still had some understanding of the world inside the door.

I can't help but feel that I will live a good life in this inner world in the future and dominate one side.

Then I don't know why, Limei lying on the wall found that his original combat power that could destroy the world was gone, and he instantly became very weak, and landed in a small village from the sky, and felt the surrounding situation a little, and knew that he was in the belly of an ordinary person, and he had begun to prepare for this new life, and then when he was ready to observe it, sleepiness couldn't help but sweep his consciousness, and he fell asleep as soon as his eyes were closedLimei felt that she was so excited that she wanted to run two laps on the ground!

But dreams are dreams, reality is reality.

First of all, he was just born, and he was abandoned by half of his biological mother.

At that time, Limei Lying on the Wall felt that there was nothing, but he was a little grateful to this couple, after all, he felt that he had come to this world to play, and he should not need someone to take care of him, and now he was adopted by a man with a problem with his head, which was originally unbearable for Limei Lying on the Wall, and he was hungry for most of the day, and he was stunned and speechless and looked at a thing that looked very unpalatable in front of him. For him, who was accustomed to eating all kinds of high-end fruits on the ink platform, the baby-faced expression immediately darkened, and he stretched out his hands and hooked Wang Fusheng, who was still full of benevolent expressions.

"Son, what, do you want to hug your father?" Wang Fusheng turned his face over without knowing anything.

Then he was slapped in the face by Limei lying on the wall.

Slap in the face!

"Son, ...... you" Wang Fusheng stared at a pair of bull-like eyes, covered his face, and looked at the baby on the kang incredulously, his tone was full of emotion and excitement: "Are you just born without the strength that a baby should have in a day!? The power of this slap is so strong? Sure enough, he is talented, and he is different from mortals! Quick, quick, try to beat Daddy again!"

As he spoke, Wang Fusheng's face leaned over.

Limei was really drunk when she was lying on the wall: I couldn't imagine that there were such cheeky people in this world.

Then just when Limei was lying on the wall and was about to smoke the man in front of her, the sleepiness caused by the exertion of her body just now came up.

The power of sleepiness made Limei lie on the wall and couldn't control her body at all, and she said she would sleep.

The little hand that hung down and slapped in mid-air, the fingers trembled and relaxed and naturally bent, the eyes slowly closed, and he fell asleep sweetly, without crying or making trouble.

When Wang Fusheng saw this, his heart was as warm as seeing the pigskin mountain of flowers blooming in spring.

A young man in his twenties without a wife couldn't help but put Limei's little hand on the wall in swaddling clothes. Holding his chin again, while nibbling on steamed buns, he smirked and looked at the baby who looked so cute under the gentle oil lamp, looked at the time of a stick of incense, and carefully turned back again and again to leave the kang, took some coarse cloth from the wooden cupboard, took the needle and thread and climbed onto the kang, by the light of the oil lamp, he began to skillfully begin to make clothes for the baby who was still asleep.

And time flows softly in this needle and thread.

Day after day, day after day, year after year.

In the blink of an eye, Limei Wo Wall has been four years old since she came to this world.

Wang Fusheng has also been thinking that when Limei grows up, he should be able to hand over some basic martial arts to strengthen his body.

However, I didn't expect the four-year-old Limei to lie on the wall, which can already be regarded as a nightmare existence for Wang Fusheng!

It's not that Limei is too naughty, but because Limei is not only terrible self-control, but his natural strength is really terrible!

......

At this time, the weather was sunny and the village was peaceful.

Rimei stood in front of a piece of wood embedded in the ground with her eyes closed, one in her two small hands, holding a total of two large axes for chopping trees!

Holding his breath, the four or five-year-old little boy next to him looked timidly and curiously.

"Brother Limei is so amazing!"

"I can't lift a big axe of this weight with both hands!"

"What is Brother Limei doing now, why is he standing there motionless, he has been standing there for a long time!"

While they were talking, Limei, who had been lying on the wall with her eyes closed, moved.

A pair of dead fish eyes opened suddenly, and the small body showed a rather powerful momentum.

"Drink!" It took two pillars of incense time to gather the strength of his arms, and in the blink of an eye, it was used by Limei's hands lying on the wall.

The power of the small arms driving the two axes instantly exploded to a degree that he could not imagine at his age, and the axe slashed the wood that was a man tall with an axe, and the sawdust flew over, and the axe smashed into the heavy wood one by one. The little kid next to him was simply stunned, they didn't know what Limei was doing on the wall, they just kept retreating backwards! And just swung the axe more than a dozen times Limei lying on the wall felt that his whole body strength had been almost used, the iron axe in his hand was like a piece of iron weighing a thousand catties, pulling his muscles, making sweat appear on his healthy cheeks, without swinging a few times, the sweat was thrown out of his forehead and his white hair as if he didn't want money, and the hot splash fell on the earth and stone floor.

But he has been enduring it, and his heart is like being nailed into a steel nail, and he is determined!

"I think I was also a dignified guardian spirit back then, with destructive power, and now my physical body is so weak!"

"Then what qualifications do I have to call myself a guardian spirit, and how can I play in this dangerous continent!"

"How can you go all over the world and just want to lose!" Limei kept thinking about these words in her heart, motivating herself.

Over the years, he has successively learned about the situation in this world from Wang Fusheng's mouth.

Knowing that the place they were in now was just a small place that could not be smaller, it was almost negligible! Even Liuyun Town, which was next to Xingshou Village, was only a weak and inaudible small place. And even if it is a very large Tianyun Province in the already world map, it is only a small place, and there are countless provinces of the same size as Tianyun Province, and there are countless super-large level provinces, in this kind of province, just the province is enough to be the size of Tianyun Province, which can be said to be large to a certain extent.

This is really too big for Limei Lying Wall, who used to live only in a small house, and he really wants to see it.

But if you want to walk around, you need absolute strength, and you must know that the power of Warcraft is terrifying!

What Limei lacks most is strength, so he is now cultivating in his spare time, striving to have the ability to protect himself as soon as possible.

And there are two ways to refine the body, one is to cultivate through martial arts, and the other is brute force.

The former is a little faster and stable. The latter is a little slower and simpler.

Limei Wo Wall wanted to find a martial art that could be practiced from Wang Fusheng.

Who would have thought that the knife was on Wang Fusheng's neck, but he still didn't say anything.

Limei felt that she couldn't really kill Wang Fusheng by lying on the wall, so she could only give up this method.

At this time, a village name couldn't stand it anymore, and came over and began to persuade Wang Fusheng.

"Wang Fusheng, Limei is starting to practice over there again, you see the sweat on his face, don't ask about the situation!"

"It's useless, Uncle Gong. He may be able to listen to me for other things, but I can't control him about this training thing. ā€

"Then what do you have to do, how old is he, won't his muscles be strained if he continues like this?" Uncle Gong replied.

"I can't help it. Wang Fusheng helplessly took the hammer in his hand and struck the iron one by one, his eyes looked at the pear plum lying on the wall in a state of sweating like rain more than ten meters away from the axe, shaking his head, and when he spoke again, a big man's tone suddenly appeared a lot of grievances: "He said that he is not a child, he is sure to make his own decisions, I tried twice to refuse, I have failed, and I can't help it!"

"Ah, so stubborn? My dog is not so stubborn!" Uncle Gong said in surprise.

"Eh, don't mention it, it's all tears!"

"Well...... Uncle Gong thought for a while: "Otherwise, Fu Sheng, I'll help you take care of your baby?"

"You help me take care of it?" Wang Fusheng wondered.

"Yes, your child has been educated since he was a child, you see that he doesn't listen to you now, and he won't be able to go to heaven in the future. "Uncle Gong said seriously.

"Okay, then you're going to try it for me?"

"Cheng! you just watch it here, see how I teach the children, you don't have a mother-in-law, you are still younger if you are not married!" Uncle Gong said and waved his hand, and walked confidently towards the Limei wall where she was still dancing wildly with an axe.

Wang Fusheng stood there, watching silently.

"Little Limei, it's very dangerous for you to play with an axe like this!" Uncle Gong walked to the side of Limei's lying wall, squatted down and pretended to be serious.

"Humph!"

Limei was lying on the wall and exhaled from her nostrils, and she didn't have time to pay attention to Uncle Gong.

He slammed the two axes out, and the axes were so hard embedded in the unsightly stake that they had worn out of shape, and the axe handles were covered with bloodshot skin.

And Limei, who had used up her last strength, lay on the wall and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Uncle Gong, you are playing here, I will go to eat when I am hungry." ā€

At the age of four, the taunt of a little dead fish-eye.

The milky tone, coupled with this calm and adult-like tone, instantly made Uncle Gong a little embarrassed.

He glanced at Wang Fusheng, nodded with Wang Fusheng, and then said, "Don't be in a hurry to leave, let me tell you, your body refining method is wrong!"