Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

Zhou Yi is sitting on the hospital bed waiting for Mo Qingcheng, but his heart is filled with a strange emotion. If he had done it before, he would have ignored that Mo Qingcheng and had already left alone.

But now he's sitting here honestly.

"Well, let's go, but the doctor told us to take a rest and not to do too much exercise when we go home." Mo Qingcheng is packing up Zhou Yi's clothes and saying at the same time.

Zhou Yi slightly raised his eyes and took a look at the busy Mo Qingcheng. He could not help laughing when he saw that she had packed up her broken clothes and wanted to put them in a package. He couldn't help laughing: "don't give up that rag!"

Mo Qingcheng's charming smile, and then put the packed things in a bag, and then came to help Zhou Yi.

"I'm fine. I can walk by myself." Zhou Yi's heart could not be observed. After he refused Mo Qingcheng's good intentions, he walked forward, but without taking a few steps, he felt his feet softened and he nearly fell.

"The doctor said that you are badly hurt. I'll hold you up." After being rejected by Zhou Yi, Mo Qingcheng just follows him with a smile. Seeing that he almost fell down, she quickly reaches forward to hold Zhou yirousheng.

Since he was not in good health, Zhou Yi did not refuse Mo Qingcheng's good intentions again, but asked her to help her to go forward.

This time, Mo Qingcheng did not take Zhou Yi back to the Mohist family, but took him to a newly bought property.

"Have a look. Do you like it? If you don't like it, I'll ask someone to change it again! " He helped Zhou Yi to the sofa and sat down. Mo Qingcheng said with a smile.

Zhou Yi shook his head and didn't say anything. The only thing that made him feel was the meticulous care of Mo Qingcheng, which made the conflict in his heart disappear a lot.

Since he was injured, Zhou Yi naturally needs to practice hard and repair his body as soon as possible, because he knows that no matter Yishan or the person who steals his jade pendant will come to him again, so he must ensure that he has the ability to protect himself.

Besides, he has to protect the woman.

The woman who has been taking care of herself.

Time passed quickly. Zhou Yi practiced all afternoon in the big array under his cloth. When it was getting dark, he was awakened by his own telephone ring. Then he retired from the cultivation state.

However, he was disappointed to find that his body did not seem to have any improvement because of this afternoon's practice.

"Alas!" Zhou Yi sighed: "it seems that the injury is too heavy!"

Shaking his head and sighing, Zhou Yi has already answered the phone: "Hello, Wang Dong, but what's the news?" Zhou Yi asked in a low voice.

"Well, I spent the whole afternoon investigating the list of ancient martial artists who came in and out of Jiangcheng recently, but no foreign ancient martial artists entered Jiangcheng." Wang Chuan at the other end of the phone is also pondering on his face. If he is not an outsider, who has the ability to seriously injure Zhou Yi?

"Well, I see!"

Zhou Yi answered and hung up the phone.

Now this matter is becoming more and more strange. If no foreign ancient martial arts practitioners enter Jiangcheng, it can only show that the people who attacked themselves are the people of Jiangcheng.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi's eyes gradually darkened: "it seems that Jiangcheng is really a crouching tiger, a hidden dragon, but even if you can hide again, I will lead you out!"

Later, Zhou Yi entered the state of cultivation again.

It's a pity that the earth's aura is scarce, and the use of aura is extremely limited. What's more, it's hard to find so many auras in the city due to heavy pollution.

Gradually, Zhou Yi's breath became calm.

In his breath, has completed a perfect cycle, the body injury is also slow to recover.

In the early morning of the next day, when the first ray of dawn was shining in Jiangcheng, Zhou Yi also slowly retired from the state of cultivation.

Since Mo Qingcheng was going to the company, he prepared breakfast for Zhou Yi in the morning and left directly.

After simply washing, Zhou Yi plans to go out for a walk. However, he sees the breakfast on the table and the note left by Mo Qingcheng.

"Have a good breakfast!" At the bottom of the note, Mo Qingcheng painted a mischievous smile.

Zhou Yi hooked his lips and then sat down with a warm color on his face for the first time.

After breakfast, Zhou Yi staggered downstairs.

To his surprise, on the opposite side of the community, there was a big park with people coming and going.

Zhou Yi walks into the park like a leisurely walk, breathing the fragrance of flowers and plants in the park. Zhou Yi seems to have recovered a lot from his injury.

"Young man, are you here alone? It's really rare for people of your age to come out and do morning exercises! "

An old man in a white Taijiquan suit smiles and looks at Zhou Yi.Zhou Yi looks up at the old man. He just smiles politely. He doesn't intend to pick up his words. Then he moves forward.

"What, young man? Don't you want to talk to the old man? "

The old man saw that Zhou Yi had no intention of stopping, but he stepped in front of him and said with a smile.

"Old man, you practice your fist. I'll go my way. It seems that there is no intersection between us." Zhou Yi smiles and takes a serious look at the old man again. He finds that the old man has an ordinary breath and is not like a man of cultivation.

But if we have to say that he is different from ordinary old people, it may be that his hair is darker and his eyes are sharper.

"You're a bad guy. I don't mean anything, old man. I just want to...".

"What do you think?"

"I just want to ask if you want to learn my immortal boxing with me?" The old man turned his eyes and grinned.

Seeing the old man's smile, Zhou Yi suddenly got a little disgusted. He always felt that the old man was just squatting here waiting for himself. So he said, "I'm sorry, sir. I'm not interested in your immortal boxing!"

After that, Zhou Yi bypassed the old man and went on.

Looking at Zhou Yi's back, the old man smiles and shakes his head: "if it's fate, you'll see you again. One day, you'll come to me to learn this immortal boxing."

The old man also disappeared in the stream of people.

"Strange! Just an ordinary old man, how can I have this strange feeling

After going out for a certain distance, Zhou Yi turned his head again with a puzzled face and looked at the position where the old man was standing. However, he suddenly found that the old man had disappeared without a trace.

"It seems that they are not ordinary people!"

Zhou Yi muttered in his heart that he didn't expect that he would encounter such a strange thing just by walking down the stairs...

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