The sandbag was left by Mo Qing's father when he was still there, and it was also hung up when Mo Qing was just starting to cultivate at the age of six.

It's a pity that Mo Qing can't cultivate for six years, and this sandbag has been hanging here all the time, no one touches it.

Compared with other sandbags, this one is the best, as a sandbag for six years without being beaten, I don't know how many lifetimes I have cultivated.

But today, its good fortune is over, and the first time Mo Qing hits it is a fist with frost.

The frost on his fist could only condense for a short three seconds, which was Mo Qing's current limit.

So as soon as the frost was covered, Mo Qing punched the sandbag with a fierce punch!

"Bang!"

The sandbag shook slightly, and Mo Qing's ninety kilograms of punch power was not enough to shake the sandbag violently.

With a punch, Mo Qing didn't bombard again, he closed his fist, and the frost on his hand quickly dispersed because of the lack of follow-up supply.

He didn't care how hard his punch was, and his attention was all focused on the surface of the punching bag.

Where you punch yourself, there is a faint fist mark.

Generally speaking, sandbags are the most durable thing in the world, and punches will not leave any mark and will fade quickly.

But this time, Mo Qing's fist mark did not fade quickly, but stayed on top of the sandbag, and the speed of fading was very slow.

Above the fist print, there seemed to be a thin layer of frost.

Mo Qing stretched out his hand and touched it, the tentacles were cold, and sure enough, there was a faint layer of frost condensed on the surface of the sandbag.

"Such a punch will temporarily cause a low temperature in the part of the hit, from the normal temperature of the human body from minus 36 degrees to minus 31 degrees, and the instantaneous temperature change will make people's bodies extremely uncomfortable, which should be able to help the fight. ”

"It's just a low temperature of thirty-one degrees, and it's still impossible to give the enemy too strong frostbite, so I have to get a high-grade cold potion as soon as possible to make this low temperature reach minus thirty-five degrees. ”

Mo Qing determined his current ability, and he could only have one chance to send out this icy punch, and the time was limited to three seconds.

If the first blow doesn't work, you won't have a second chance to play ice boxing.

It is far from enough to only blow in this way, the cold air mass in the body is too small, it seems that he not only wants to reduce the temperature of the cold in the body, but also make the cold in the body stronger.

"I also buy some cold elixirs, which can make the cold in the body stronger, even if it can't continue to cool down, at least it can have some lasting combat effectiveness. ”

"The current fist is just an attack with cold air, if it is too early to say that it is a fist technique, it is better to lower the temperature to minus 35 degrees first. ”

Looking at the time, it's almost time, and Mo Qing's gold coins are not very many, so you still need to buy four bottles of high-grade cold elixir, so let's buy the cold elixir first.

Leaving his room, Mo Qing went all the way to the gate of the family's castle.

Out of the family castle, an eight-meter-long hovertruck was parked in front of the door, floating about two feet above the ground, loaded with many plant seedlings.

The Mo family's botanical garden is the largest in the area around the burning city, and most of the plants purchased in the vicinity will be purchased from the Mo family, which is also a major source of income for the Mo family.

This car of plants is sold, the other party orders, the Mo family is responsible for delivering the goods, the other party comes to pick up the goods, the Mo family goes with a person, and when the goods are delivered, they are responsible for driving the suspension car back.

Mo Qing's task is to send the other party to the place, and then drive the hovercar back.

The driving of this kind of car is very simple, and everyone can do it, so as long as it is a member of the Mo family, they can follow it.

Mo Zhu was standing by the car and waiting impatiently, and when he saw Mo Qing coming, he immediately threw him a ticket: "Take it, the ticket for the Qinglin County Mochizuki Zhai Meteorite Fair, one hundred gold coins, don't lose it." ”

After saying this, Mo Zhu turned around and went back to the family castle.

Mo Qing put away the tickets, came to the side of the truck, and saw a swarthy thin man sitting in the car.

When this person saw Mo Qing coming, he immediately beckoned, "Are you called Mo Qing?"

"That's right, I'm Mo Qing. ”

The thin man's eyes narrowed slightly: "Okay, come with me in the car, let's go immediately." ”

Mo Qing jumped into the car and found that there were also a lot of plants piled up in the cockpit, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "Why are you loaded so much, you don't even have a place to sit." ”

"How can you make money without decorating, do you want me to run a trip? Don't talk nonsense, come on, let's go, remember not to break any plant, understand? It's all money, you broke it, but you have to pay for it." ”

Mo Qing cautiously took a side, feeling a little disgusted with this thin man.

The man had a white medal on his chest, the medal of a first-class fighter.

As long as you become a first-class fighter, you will receive a medal with a gold star on it, two second-level fighters, and so on.

But many people don't choose to hang the medal on their chest, after all, becoming a first-class boxer is not such a great thing, those who have a high spirit, generally collect the medal first, and then take it out and bring it when they become a fourth-level and fifth-level boxer.

This thin man's medal is very new and spotless, as if he had just been given less than two days.

Through the new and old medals, you can also see the approximate strength of this boxer, this thin man's medal is so new, it is estimated that he has just become a first-class boxer, at most it is the initial stage of a first-level boxer.

Of course, Mo Qing is not a first-class boxer, so everyone glanced at the thin man's medal with some envy, and then turned his head away.

The thin man said a little proudly: "How about it? Handsome! I just got it yesterday, hehe, I heard that Mo Qing is still a trainee boxer, work hard, although your qualifications are not good, but if you are diligent, you may be able to get a medal within a year." ”

Mo Qing's heart moved, but he said quietly on the surface: "Oh! I didn't expect Mo Zhu to even tell you these things." ”

"What ink bamboo, this is what Zhou Huan told me. ”

When the thin man said this, he realized that his words were a bit too much, so he immediately closed his mouth and said to Mo Qing: "Sit down, let's go, we will arrive at the Burning City in half an hour!"

Mo Qing didn't speak, why did Zhou Huan tell this thin man what realm he was, what was his purpose?

Mo Zhu and Zhou Huan have some ill intentions towards themselves, Mo Qing can feel it, and today's events seem to be a little strange.

Why did Mo Zhu deliberately ask himself to follow the car to the Burning City, is there no one else in the family?

Obviously not like this, and this thin man had a frivolous attitude, and when he talked to himself, there seemed to be some fierce light in his eyes, which was very keenly captured by Mo Qing.

If this person has bad intentions towards himself, then if he suddenly does it to himself halfway, he is afraid that he will suffer if he is not prepared.

Although he is a first-class fighter, his strength is also above himself, and if he fights head-on, Mo Qing's chances of winning are very small.

Thinking in my heart, the car has already started.

The speed of the hovering car was very fast, and after a while, it left the castle where the Mo family was located, about three meters above the ground, and flew towards the direction of the burning city.

Mo Qing's side was full of plants, shaking with the shaking of the car, and from time to time he fell to Mo Qing's side, and Mo Qing had to reach out to help him.

The thin man seemed to deliberately drive the car and kept shaking, and at the same time said to Mo Qing in an unkind tone: "Stinky boy, hold on, these are all money, if you break it a little, Lao Tzu is not polite to you." ”

By this time, Mo Qing had basically been able to determine the other party's intentions.

This person has collusion with Zhou Huan!

Zhou Huan was about to do it to himself last time, but was interrupted by Sister Mo Lan, and this time they came up with this method again.

Mozhu informed himself to deliver the goods, and Zhou Huan found someone to attack him.

What do they want to do? Can't they kill themselves?

If you kill yourself, will those meteorites belong to them? What crazy people, mad people!

Mo Qing's face gradually sank, since he had determined the other party's intentions, he had to hurry up and find a way.

In fact, Mo Qing really thought about it a little seriously, Mo Zhu mainly wanted to teach Mo Qing a lesson and let him know that he was powerful, he thought that Mo Qing was just a little kid, and he knew that he was terrible when he was beaten, and he could be obedient when he came back.

But Mo Qing thought differently, he thought that Mo Zhu wanted to find someone to attack him, and then hit his own meteorite idea.

The idea is not bad, but the problem is serious.

The car braked sharply, then suddenly leaned to the left again.

The plant next to Mo Qing rushed forward, Mo Qing instinctively helped him, and the car tilted again, and the plant fell from the seat.

The thin man immediately stopped the car and said viciously: "Stinky boy, you actually knocked down my plants, I won't teach you a lesson today, you don't know!!"

Before he finished his words, suddenly Mo Qing next to him had already pounced like a leopard, his right fist made a big arc, and a heavy punch slammed into the thin man's face!