The figure that ran in the morning was gone.

Do you just give up after trying hard?

Although Qin Qingyue had already decided not to care about Qin Luo's affairs anymore, she still felt a little disappointed in her heart at this moment.

"What am I disappointed about, do I expect a waste who can even give up on himself to really cheer up."

Qin Qingyue got rid of distracting thoughts and was about to fly back to the pavilion when Yu Guang suddenly found something strange in the corner of the small courtyard.

I saw a figure lying in the corner, the man pressed a stone on his foot, and he was holding the back of his head with both hands, and he was doing sit-ups with difficulty.

Qin Qingyue's figure that was about to leave suddenly stopped in mid-air.

She cultivated to a high level and her eyesight was astonishing, and she could clearly see that the figure that had risen and fallen was none other than her waste brother, shirtless as in the morning, sweating profusely, and his hair soaked with sweat as if it had been soaked in water.

"Miss."

Fu Lin's gentle voice sounded beside him.

Qin Qingyue's face changed, and her heart was secretly awe-inspiring.

How sensitive is she? If it weren't for the trance, no one would have been able to come to her silently without knowing it.

"The second young master has been exercising at high intensity today."

Fu Lin said respectfully, not noticing the change in Qin Qingyue's face.

"The old slave was afraid that he would refine his body, so he added great tonic herbs to his lunch and dinner."

"Tell me what to do with this kind of thing?" Qin Qingyue said indifferently.

Fu Lin hesitated for a moment and continued: "In addition to high-intensity exercise, the second young master has also been begging the old slave to practice the exercises, and the old slave feels that the second young master may really be a prodigal son. ”

Qin Qingyue's noble and cold face did not have the slightest emotion: "If you think that he is a prodigal son, then just give him a copy of the exercises." ”

Fulin was silent.

"I can't stand it...... I'm exhausted! ”

In the courtyard, even if Qin Luo took the big tonic food provided by Fulin, his body couldn't stand breaking through the limit again and again, and after the last sit-up, he immediately collapsed on all fours, opening his mouth wide and gasping like a dead dog.

As soon as he took two breaths, he struggled to get into his position again.

"Horse-stepping! If you can't stand it, you have to top it! 10,000 sit-ups a day, dry over Qin Qingyue's fingers! ”

"Whoosh~"

High in the sky, a bleak northwest wind swept by.

“……”

Fulin, who was already silent, was even more silent.

He and Qin Qingyue cultivated to the realm of Du Zhen, both their eyesight and ear power far exceeded ordinary people, and the words that Qin Luo said to himself below naturally couldn't escape their ears.

The corners of Qin Qingyue's mouth twitched, and she turned around and flew back to the attic.

"Miss."

Fulin's voice came to her ears.

"The old slave sincerely hopes that the eldest lady can give the second young master another chance...... After all, the second young master is Madame's only flesh and blood. ”

……

……

The next day, the dawn had not yet broke.

Qin Qingyue stood on the roof of the attic, looking down coldly at the shirtless waste brother running in the courtyard below.

When she thought Qin Luo had given up yesterday evening, she was a little disappointed in her heart, but today when she saw Qin Luo getting up early in the morning to run, she felt nameless anger in her heart, and she wanted to be out of sight and out of mind.

But she couldn't help but see Qin Luo, someone deliberately locked him near her residence, and every time Qin Qingyue flew in and out, her eyes inevitably had to glance at that courtyard.

"Persistence is victory! Run 10,000 laps a day, and dry up Qin Qingyue is waiting for the day! ”

Qin Luo gasped for breath and cheered himself up as he ran.

The corners of Qin Qingyue's eyes twitched.

Just such a stupid brother who thinks of himself as an imaginary enemy and tries to overthrow, you tell me that he is a prodigal son?

It's clear that there is no cure, okay!

Qin Qingyue took a deep breath and flew in the direction of the barracks, but Fu Lin had been waiting for her in the sky above the courtyard for a long time, and saw her approaching and respectfully spoke: "Miss——"

"If you dare to block me again, I won't be polite to you."

Qin Qingyue interrupted coldly and passed by him.

It wasn't until her figure disappeared into the sky that Fu Lin sighed: "People are not saints, who can do nothing, can't you really give the second young master a chance......

According to what Qin Qingyue said yesterday, if Qin Luo wanted to practice, Fu Lin had exercises in his hand that could be given to him, and Qin Wude would definitely allow him to guide Qin Luo.

But.

He hoped that Qin Luo would be able to practice Qin Qingyue's exercises.

It was already a late start, and it was difficult to achieve success, so if you just picked a random exercise, wouldn't it be doomed to be unknown to everyone?

There is no need to embark on such a cultivation path that is obscure to everyone, it is better to find a few Jindan stage guards to stay by your side at all times.

……

……

The sun rises and sets, and the stars move.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Luo had been locked up in the small courtyard for half a month.

In the past half a month, he has been completely isolated from the world, and the only people he comes into contact with every day are Fulin, who delivers him meals at regular intervals, and as for Qin Wude and Qin Qingyue, they haven't even seen a single hair of the two of them.

"Qin Wude doesn't really plan to imprison me until I am soft, right?"

Early this morning, Qin Luo was doing sit-ups while talking to himself.

The days of being imprisoned were too boring, there was not even one to speak, if he didn't talk to himself, Qin Luo felt that he would be suffocated.

Up to now, the results of his exercise have been initially revealed, the sweat of the past half a month has not flowed in vain, coupled with the large tonic food carefully prepared by Fu Lin, his originally thin and flat body has a few muscles, and there are faint eight-pack abdominal muscles in the abdomen, which looks very toned from a distance.

If he meets Liu Chengyin again, with his current physical strength, let alone walking the mountain road with her on his back, even if he holds her while walking, Qin Luo feels that there is no big problem.

Of course, the premise is that the saint is willing to give him A.

"Time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, there are only two and a half months left before Qin Wude and the major sects start a war."

"I haven't started practicing yet, and I don't know if I'll be able to participate in the strife of the troubled times when the time comes......

Thinking of cultivation, Qin Luo couldn't help but sigh.

In the original game, the starting point of time is precisely from Qin Wude's issuance of the holy decree and giving the Tianxia sect three months to disband.

At that time, Qin Luo wanted to hug the thigh of the master Hua Ruoxian, but he accidentally inserted willows unintentionally, and became a Taoist couple with Liu Chengyin, and in order to prevent the troubled times three months later, the two went out to explore the world together, and finally after three months of fighting monsters and upgrading, Qin Luo raised the level to the fullest, and integrated all forces to attack Fengtian City in one fell swoop.

In the game, you can upgrade to the full level in three months, but now it's reality, is it so exaggerated that the upgrade in reality can be upgraded?

"Even Qin Qingyue has to practice for several years before she becomes a peerless powerhouse, and now there are only two and a half months left, don't talk about overturning her by then, as long as I can touch Qin Qingyue's thighs, it will be counted as my cow beep......"

"Bang!"

A slender and straight beautiful leg suddenly fell from the sky and stomped on Qin Luo's chest, interrupting his imagination.

“？？？”

Qin Luo's face was full of confusion, and his gaze slowly moved up inch by inch along the slender and beautiful legs, and finally landed on Qin Qingyue's cold and beautiful face.

Good sister, why are you rewarding me?