On the way home, Qin Wu knew that his son was nothing serious, and his face finally relaxed, and then this Qin Wu Ye also scolded: "Quack doctors mislead people!"

Qin Ping'an originally said: "Dad, since we're fine, don't we fight to the death." ”

Qin Ping'an was uneasy in his heart, he had just heard someone say anything about the seventh grade, the peak of the seventh grade. As soon as I heard that Li Lao Wang Ba was higher than my father's level, I was afraid that something would go wrong.

Qin Wu listened to his son's words, and snorted coldly: "What are you afraid of, Lao Tzu killed that dog thing three days later, and lifted his Li family martial arts hall, a dog-like martial arts hall, with fists and embroidered legs!"

Qin Ping'an was helpless, this Lao Tzu's temper is really explosive, how did he survive until now?

After returning to the Pingyang Dart Bureau, Qin Wuye arranged for Xiao Chu to help Qin Ping'an to rest, and took the rest of the dart masters to the lobby to discuss the life-and-death battle in three days.

Qin Ping'an always felt that he didn't understand the world, so he sent Xiao Chu away and plunged into his own small study, Qin Ping'an used to be frail and sickly, and he usually liked to read, but there was so much messy information in his head, and the resurrected Qin Xianyu couldn't sort it out, it seems that now he must first figure out what the hell he has traveled to!

From day to night, when he was hungry, he asked Xiao Chu to take some food and bury himself in the sea of books to see what the hell the world was like, and to see if he needed to re-establish his three views.

Looking at the romantic deeds of those martial arts heroes in the book, what a sword light cold nineteen states, those landscape gods, demons and spirits, and the legends of the immortals who are ethereal and only a few words, in this world called the Great Wilderness, martial artists respect martial arts, and cultivation is the foundation of life.

Qin Ping'an looked confused, I thought I had come to the world of alternate history, but I didn't expect it to be a martial arts world, no, maybe it's Xianxia or fantasy?

Oh my God, what the hell I'm in! It's over, I'm afraid the reader is going to abandon the book.

Qin's house, living room.

After Qin Wu discussed with a group of dart masters, he sent everyone away, and then came to his son's house, and saw the latter sitting on the threshold in a daze with a dull face, and Xiao Chu squatting next to him boredly.

"Ping'an, why are you sitting here?" Xiao Chu, the young master is weak, why don't you hurry up and help the young master into the house to rest!" Qin Wu hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern. Although this Qin Wu looks like a rough martial artist, he is still more careful about his son.

Xiao Chu spread his hands helplessly and said, "The young master has been staying in the study until now, and it will be like this as soon as he comes out." ”

Qin Wu took his son's hand, sensed it carefully, and found that Qin Ping'an was just weak, and there was nothing else wrong, so he put his mind at ease and asked, "Ping'an, what are you thinking about sitting here?"

Qin Ping'an withdrew his hand, sighed, got up and said, "Dad, you said that there are really immortals in this world?"

"Hehe, why are you kid suddenly interested in these, didn't you always like poetry and poetry before?" Qin Wu looked at his son in some surprise. This kid used to be a son of heaven, and he had a big brain when he listened.

"Are there really spirits, mountain gods, and water gods in this world?" Qin Ping'an's eyes looked straight ahead, his eyes were empty, and he still asked to himself.

"Silly boy, aren't these things normal, your father is just a little seventh-rank martial artist now, when your father reaches the fifth-rank and enters the grandmaster realm, your father will catch some mountain monsters for you to play with, don't think about the mountain god and water god, when it comes to the feng shui of a country, you can't be provoked, as long as you like the rest, your father will get it for you!" Qin Wu smiled and patted his son's thin shoulder and smiled.

is such a son, his mother left early, not to mention how much the old Qin family has in this life, the son's request can still be satisfied.

I used to often complain that this son could not inherit his mantle, worried that his son would not be able to live in this world in the future, and he was busy with the business of the dart game all day long, and he really cared too little about his son.

"I LOVE WIFE AND COMPUTER GAMES. Qin Ping'an turned his head to look at the arrogant Qin Wu, and said listlessly.

“...... What kind of crooked raft, what kind of brain?" Qin Wu's face suddenly froze with pride, and he looked at his son in amazement, and then looked at Xiao Chu, who also looked confused.

"Alas, forget it, I'm overperforming today, I'm tired, go back to sleep!" Qin Ping'an waved his hand in discouragement, walked into the house, closed the door, and left Xiao Chu and Qin Wu who looked at each other.

"This ...... Ping'an's brain must have broken that bastard, and I was angry, Lao Tzu must have lifted the Li Family Martial Arts Pavilion in three days!" Qin Wu didn't understand what his son was talking about, and as soon as his brain moved, there was someone who carried the blame, and he flicked his sleeves and left angrily.

Xiao Chu blinked, the young master wouldn't really have his brain broken, right? Scratching his head, Xiao Chu, who was puzzled, had no choice but to continue to guard the young master quietly.

Early the next morning, Qin Ping'an opened the door and saw Xiao Chu sleeping by the door.

Looking at the red sun in the east, I took a deep breath, my mind was clear, and my heart and lungs were comfortable.

That's it, it doesn't matter what world he is, whether he is familiar or unfamiliar, he is alive, he can still have a father in this life, the sun is still like that, it is enough, and the air here is really good!

Lazily stretched, Qin Ping'an kicked Xiao Chu and said, "Xiao Chu, get up, get some water for the young master, I want to wash, let's go do big things when it's over!"

Xiao Chu got up with a bone, looked at the young master who was full of energy and energy after removing the bandage and gauze, immediately rubbed the corners of his eyes, and went to work happily.

In the living room of the Qin family, Qin Wu and Qin Ping'an were eating, Qin Ping'an took two bites with the bowl, then looked at Qin Wu and asked, "Dad, are you sure about the competition in two days?"

Qin Wu was stunned, then put down the bowl, looked at his son and said, "If it is a competition, I am not sure that I will win against Li Wuxiang, but if you want to talk about life and death, he will die!"

Qin Ping'an frowned, thought for a while, and said solemnly, "Dad, can you teach me to practice?"

Qin Wu looked at Qin Ping'an with a solemn face in surprise, and asked in surprise, "Why do you suddenly have this thought? Don't you dislike martial arts?"

Qin Ping'an's eyes were gloomy, and he said softly: "I don't want to be beaten to death by others for the second time." ”

Qin Wu's eyes were guilty, and he sighed and said, "This time, my father was negligent and didn't protect you." ”

"No, Dad, you see me ...... like this" Qin Ping'an ripped off his clothes, revealing his skinny upper body, looked at Qin Wu and continued: "If the previous way of life worked, I wouldn't have almost been beaten to death!

Qin Wu looked at his son's rib-like upper body, looked at the firm look in his son's eyes, sighed again, frowned and said: "It's not easy to practice, as soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, you can't help yourself, your mother just hoped that you could live a peaceful and simple life." ”

Qin Ping'an shook his head and said, "Cultivation is sinister, what about you, dad, if you unfortunately fall on the path of cultivation one day, then how should I deal with myself?

"Stinky boy, you little brute, you said that Lao Tzu would be beaten to death by that Li Wuxiang, right?" Qin Wu suddenly reacted and immediately scolded with a smile.

"Hey, Daddy, isn't that just in case. That's it, I'll go find a set of practice clothes to change into first, and I'll look for you later!" Qin Ping'an immediately threw down the dishes and chopsticks and ran out excitedly.

Looking at the figure of his son rushing away, Qin Wu's eyes flickered slightly, his smile gradually converged, and he sighed slightly: "Stinky boy, you are beating around the bush, this is growing up!"