After getting dressed and coming out, my sister was busy in the kitchen, and a strand of hair was hanging down her eyebrows, looking a little playful.

The house is shabby, but the kitchen is steaming and full of warm smell.

"Brother, are you up? Rice is ready right away! ”

Song Xueqi heard the movement, said subconsciously, and then looked up, and was suddenly stunned after seeing the familiar face in the heat.

Xing's eyes were full of surprise: "Brother, you look so good today!" ”

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, turned around and went back to the house, and walked to the only old bronze mirror in the house.

In the mirror, the young man's long hair is scattered, his figure is straight, his face is like a crown of jade, and his nose is like a hanging gall.

Two sword eyebrows flew obliquely into the sideburns, and a pair of eyes were bright and bright.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

is obviously just a child of a poor family whose father died on the battlefield, but he is like a turbid son, and even Song Yu himself is a little stunned by the spirit he displays.

No wonder the broken sword caught him and praised his appearance......

After crossing into this world, Song Yu took a serious look at himself for the first time.

It's really good-looking!

Looking at the young and handsome face in the mirror, Song Yu was silent for a moment.

"Since I replaced you, I will take care of her in the future."

After saying this, my heart felt a sense of relief, as if the last bit of obsession of the young man dissipated.

At this time, Song Yu felt that there was an incomparably abundant strength flowing in his body, compared to the previous weakness, it was like heaven and earth.

He knew that it was the change brought about by those two peaches.

When he returned to the kitchen, he said to Song Xueqi: "I'll go out and have a fight!" ”

"Okay!" The girl agreed.

Song Yu pushed open the door, and a cold wind swept in instantly.

He didn't shrank and tremble like he did yesterday.

Looking at the snow in front of me, I felt a sense of pride in my heart.

Different moods can lead to completely different feelings about the same scenery.

He picked up a broom in the corner of the wall and swept away the snow in the small courtyard.

Then, according to the memories of the teenager in his mind, he slowly hit the Fuhu Fist taught by the martial arts hall.

Don't look at the majestic name, but in fact it is a big road goods, it is a kind of boxing method from the army, which is mainly domineering and fierce.

The original teenager definitely couldn't play any fierce taste, and Song Yu couldn't do it if he hadn't practiced martial arts.

After all, he has never experienced in that kind of environment, whether it is a teenager or him, they were born in an era of peace, even if the teenager has been in the martial arts hall since he was a child, but because of physical reasons, he can't have the kind of martial arts mentality that looks down on everything.

So his movements look more like doing tai chi.

But at this moment, the strength in his body is too full, and his energy is too strong, so he slowly played it according to the moves in his memory, and after he understood it, he felt more and more impulsive to "express".

So he quickened his movements.

Call!

Call!

A slight sound of fist wind began to sound in the air.

The sword spirit said that those two peaches could only wash the marrow and cut the hair, but the actual benefits to Song Yu were far more than that!

Perhaps it is too far-sighted to take this bit of power seriously.

But for Song Yu, as his movements became faster and faster, his fists became more and more fierce, and he even felt that he could kill a cow with one punch!

In the memory, the martial artist was promoted, and he was divided into clear energy, dark energy, and transformation energy, and he should be close to the peak of Ming Jin by now!

Punches can break trees and gravel!

But how it is will have to be verified to know.

At this time, there was a younger sister at home, and Song Yu didn't want to alarm her.

The sun rising in the early winter morning shone on the young man tossing and turning in the small courtyard, casting a faint golden glow.

It's as if the whole person is glowing.

Song Yu's mind was extremely quiet at the moment, his mind was concentrated, and he was completely immersed in it.

It's a wonderful feeling!

The world around him became very quiet, and his perception power was many times stronger!

The air currents in the air, the snow particles and dust carried by the fist wind...... He can accurately capture movements.

If someone tries to sneak up on him at this moment, he is confident that he can accurately capture the opponent's movements, and even predict them!

The theoretical foundation accumulated by the teenager for more than ten years, after the body was washed away, finally ushered in a shocking outburst.

Long.

Song Yu stopped, sweating slightly on his forehead, and felt that the strength in his body was still very abundant.

His face was ruddy, his face was radiant, and he faced the morning light, and his eyes were so bright that people didn't dare to look at them directly.

At this time, an exclamation came from the door: "Brother, you are really amazing!" ”

Song Xueqi stood there with a blushing face, her beautiful eyes also shining.

She was even more excited than Song Yu, but she didn't expect a serious illness to make her brother reborn.

This scene has appeared in her fantasies and dreams countless times in the past.

At this moment, looking at the elder brother who was standing there, a flash of crystal flashed in the girl's eyes, and she wanted to cry with joy.

……

The brother and sister walked in the ankleless snow, but their steps were not heavy at all, they were very brisk.

"Brother, I didn't expect this illness to make you feel better, not only is your boxing majestic and domineering, but you also walk much faster than before, it's really a blessing in disguise!"

Song Xueqi still couldn't hide her excitement, her slender and slender body was wrapped in the fox fur, with a weak grace.

People rely on clothes, and my sister's temperament is not inferior to everyone's daughter!

Song Yu smiled and said, "Yes, you were waiting for me in front of me in the past." ”

"Well, my brother will wait for me in the future!"

"Xueqi, when we make money, let's buy a yard in the city, and you don't have to work so hard." Song Yu glanced at the fox fur on his sister's body and said softly.

"It's not hard, as long as my brother can get better, let me do anything!" The girl's eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and her delicate face is full of smiles.

After entering the city, Song Yu really felt the fireworks of this world for the first time.

The snow on the streets has been cleared and piled on both sides, and some children have built a lot of various snowmen, which look very cute.

Some businesses on both sides of the flank have also opened their doors, and the cries of selling one after another blend into the steaming heat.

Fresh and vivid.

The two separated at an intersection, Song Xueqi went east to Cui's house, and Song Yu went west to the martial arts hall.

When they were separated, Song Xueqi stopped Song Yu: "Brother, since your body has improved, let's learn art from Uncle Huang in the martial arts hall, I have been running home recently, and I feel a little unhappy." ”

Song Yu nodded: "Okay, when I rest, I'll go to Cui's house to find you, and then we'll go home together." ”

"Hmm!" Song Xueqi happily responded, and walked briskly in the direction of Cui's house.

Song Yu watched her back disappear into the crowd, and then turned to leave.

……

Yuntian Martial Arts Hall.

One of the two largest martial arts halls in Hanjiang County.

When Song Yu came over, it was already his prime, looking at the vigorous and powerful four big characters on the huge plaque, a mature big heart was inexplicably a little nervous.

He took his nerve and walked over and pushed open the heavy door.

As soon as the door opened, there was a burst of whirring and shouting inside, and the atmosphere was very lively, and a group of young disciples were practicing.

His arrival did not attract too many people's attention, even if someone saw it, his eyes were just swept away, and then they went their own way.

Brother Yu!

The tip of the pavilion owner's heart, the eldest brother whom the young pavilion owner admires incomparably, the ...... in their eyes Weakling.

Even if he knew that the pavilion owner and the young father's father were friends of life and death, he had heard the pavilion owner say more than once that if it weren't for Brother Song, he wouldn't have been able to come back alive, so Brother Song's child was his child.

But deep down, the vast majority of the disciples and apprentices in the hall felt that the hall master was a little too good to Song Yu.

If you really want to take care of the son of your comrades-in-arms, it is better to give some money every month, or take the money to let him do some other business, there is no need to leave a person who is not suitable for martial arts training in the martial arts hall.

Ignoring his own son, he has stated more than once that he wants to train Brother Yu as a successor.

What makes people even more speechless, even envious and jealous, is that the real successor of the martial arts hall ...... Huang Teng, the young hall owner, not only has no opinion on the attitude of his hall owner's father, but has been like a little follower since he was a child, following Song Yu's ass all day long.

One bite and one brother!

A young man with a big waist and a round hole and a strong martial arts talent, he willingly recognized Song Yu as his brother, and whoever said a word was in a hurry.

Is...... Why is Song Yu so good?!

"Brother, you're here!"

At the end of the huge venue, a tall boy who was more than 1.9 meters tall and weighed more than 200 pounds saw Song Yu, put down the two heavy stone locks in his hand as soon as possible, and ran over excitedly to this side.

The heavy body stepped on the wooden floor of the martial arts hall and made a loud "dong dong" sound, which attracted many people's sideways.

The young man was Huang Teng, who rushed to Song Yu and stopped his body suddenly, and said with a simple smile: "Brother, I heard that you are sick?" I just wanted to see you! ”

Song Yu smiled and said, "It's already good." ”

Although it was the "first time" to face this good brother, because of the perfect fusion of memories, there was no sense of estrangement.

Even if he looks at this teenager with his mature eyes, he can feel that sincerity.

"Brother, I feel that my boxing skills have improved recently, and I should be close to the peak of Ming Jin! Let's go to the small hall and I'll show you! ”

Huang Teng is simple and simple by nature, seventeen or eighteen years old, and he still looks like a child.

has regarded Song Yu as his brother since he was a child, which is not something that his father can unilaterally instill education.

Song Yu was also about to secretly check what stage he was currently in, so he nodded and agreed, and was just about to go to the more private small martial arts hall with Huang Teng, when a magnetic voice suddenly sounded in his ears-

"Xiao Song, I heard that you are sick? Hey? I look good at your complexion, huh? ”

Song Yu looked up and saw a young man in a twenty-eight or nineteen, wearing a strong suit, appear in front of him.

The young man was handsome, holding his hair in a bun, his hair was meticulously combed, his peach blossom eyes were slightly feminine, and his eyes looking at Song Yu were a little suspicious.

Gao Jun, the senior brother of the Yuntian Martial Arts Pavilion, is in charge of all the daily life of the Martial Arts Pavilion when the owner of the Martial Arts Pavilion, Huang Ping, is not in charge of things now.

According to Song Yu's understanding, Uncle Huang, the owner of the museum, is the chairman, and the elder brother Gao Jun ...... Probably the general manager.

In the memory of the teenager, Gao Jun didn't like him, and talked to him privately more than once, hoping that he could take the initiative to leave the martial arts hall.

But this person is well disguised on the surface, especially in front of the hall owner, he has always looked like a confidant brother.

The young man lacks experience and can only feel looked down upon, so he is more and more reluctant to accept the help of Uncle Huang, the owner of the museum.

Song Yu, who has been in the workplace for many years, can see at a glance that this is nothing more than a company that professional managers do not want to manage, and there will be a shrewd heir who can crush him in IQ in the future.

If Song Yu leaves, Huang Teng will take over as the owner of the museum in the future, which is almost an ornament for Gao Jun.

"Thanks to Senior Brother, it's already good, thank you for your concern." Song Yu replied with a smile.

"That's good, you have a weak body, you still have to pay more attention," Gao Jun said, looking at Huang Teng, "Senior brother, in a few days, you will have to face the challenge of being a young master of the Four Seas Martial Arts Pavilion, and you still need to be prepared, practice diligently, and don't be greedy for fun." ”

Huang Teng retorted: "I'm not playful, I'm about to show my brother the new skills!" ”

He is naïve, but he is not stupid, and he can detect the attitude of the senior brother towards Brother Yu, so he doesn't like this person.

After finishing speaking, he pulled Song Yu and walked towards the small martial arts hall.

Gao Jun didn't say anything more, just looked at the backs of the two, and a pair of peach blossom eyes flashed a little indifferent.

Then he looked at the apprentices who were lazy, and scolded: "Give me all serious, how can the martial arts hall rely on you weak people in the future?" Don't always think about cheating, sloppy, like a sick seedling? ”

Song Yu, who had already walked far away, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then smiled disapprovingly.

Professional managers are most taboo to want to take care of the boss's family affairs.

Not to mention how much interest he has in this martial arts hall, just with Huang Ping's care for the young man, Huang Teng's relationship with the young man, he can't sit back and watch this place be occupied by the magpie's nest.