The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

As if understanding what Chu Heng said, the treasure hunting mouse's small head suddenly drooped feebly.

Seeing the reaction of the treasure hunting mouse, Chu Heng couldn't help but laugh, then flipped his right hand, and a pill appeared in his hand.

The Treasure Hunting Mouse, which was still weak at first, suddenly became full of energy. It jumped and jumped on Chu Heng's shoulder.

Lin Shiyin liked this kind of spiritual performance even more, wishing to hold her in her arms and comfort her.

Seeing this, Chu Heng smiled and handed the elixir in his hand to Lin Shiyin, "Feed him! Although this little thing is small, it has good strength. It has the strength of the middle stage of the innate realm. If you are worried, let it accompany you tonight." looking at you."

Hearing Chu Heng's words, Lin Shiyin was still reluctant, and quickly took the pill from Chu Heng's hand, compared it to the treasure hunting mouse, and at the same time spread out her left hand.

The next moment, the treasure hunter jumped into Lin Shiyin's hands, looking at Lin Shiyin with cute eyes.

At this moment, Lin Shiyin's mind was completely focused on the treasure hunting mouse who had stuffed the elixir into his mouth at this moment, and had already forgotten about the previous incident at the Demon Sword Sect. There was no sorrow or worry, and there was only joy. .

Chapter [-] Questions

After Lin Shiyin left with the treasure hunting mouse, Chu Heng turned to Huang Xuemei's room.

When the time came, Huang Xuemei put her hands on the Tianmoqin and closed her eyes tightly.

Feeling the sound of opening the door, his eyes suddenly opened, and after realizing that it was Chu Heng, his cold eyes softened, and he said, "Young master"

Chu Heng nodded, and then sat down on the chair in the room. Huang Xuemei quickly poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Chu Heng.

Glancing at the Tianmoqin and handkerchief on one side of the table, looking at Huang Xuemei, Chu Heng asked, "How do you feel?"

Chu Heng's question was very general, but Huang Xuemei knew what Chu Heng was asking, and then replied: "Very well, Xuemei didn't expect to meet an enemy here."

After practicing for nearly a year, strictly speaking, this is Huang Xuemei's first attack, the first time to kill, and the number of people killed at one time is not just one or two, but hundreds of warriors.

15 But Huang Xuemei's expression after the murder did not have the kind of timidity and panic after the murder, but was a little radiant.

At the same time, he also had a rough estimate of his own strength in his heart. To be able to feel this kind of rapidly increasing strength, for Huang Xuemei, it would definitely make him ecstatic. ~)

Chu Heng was not surprised by this. After all, Huang Xuemei had experienced the tragedy of killing her family, and her mind was no longer comparable to that of ordinary people. If she still reacted inappropriately after killing someone now, it would be abnormal.

Picking up the teacup, he blew lightly and took a sip, then asked, "Any conclusions?"

Huang Xuemei bowed her head and said: "During the process of playing, Xunmei still had some problems running smoothly, which caused the power of the Tianmoqin to not be fully displayed."

Originally, Chu Hengda could have Mu Xinhe and Wei Tianxing slaughter the rest of those who attacked the Demon Sword Sect today, but they didn't do so because of Huang Xuemei.

Huang Xuemei is a very assertive person, so during normal practice, she always deliberately ignores those seemingly unimportant foundations.

Tens of thousands of feet tall buildings rise from the ground, and even these basic things cannot be fully grasped, so how can we talk about progress later.

Therefore, Chu Heng used this opportunity to let him understand his own shortcomings.

Chu Heng shook his head and sighed: "I have told you many times in detail, you, every time you go in from the left ear to the right, and don't take it to heart at all. It takes less than half a stick of incense to eliminate all the martial artists including the innate realm, and there is no need to delay such a long time, and finally give the innate realm strong one last chance. kuuhuu"

The peerless martial art is actually called the ultimate art, and its power is naturally far beyond the comparison of ordinary martial arts.

Perhaps it was because she really killed her former enemy, Huang Xuemei was in a really good mood today, even if facing Chu Heng with a hint of blame now, Huang Xuemei was not worried, instead she smiled playfully, "No Are you there, son?"

Chu Heng sighed, "You, you, you are sensible, but sometimes you are more troublesome than Xiao Zhao. From today on, practice the basic fingering of "Tianlong Bayin" ten times a day until you are proficient. "

Huang Xuemei vomited her head when she heard the words.

After finishing speaking, Chu Heng continued to glance at Tianmoqin, which was in a halo on the table, and suddenly asked, "Xuemei, what do you think of Tianmoqin?"

"Tianmoqin?" Huang Xuemei was a little confused about Chu Heng's jumping question, so she looked at Chu Heng with some doubts.

Looking at the doubts on Huang Xuemei's face, Chu Heng shook his head and said: "There are countless weapons in the world, but the stronger the power of a weapon, the stronger its spirituality, and even later, there will be people who affect the user of the weapon, just like a knife." The full-moon scimitar in the demon's hand is because of its strong demonic nature, almost all previous knife-wielders have become obsessed, cruel and bloodthirsty."

Said, looking at Huang Xuemei, after a moment of silence, he said slowly: "A weapon is a weapon after all, it is a foreign object, only your own strength is the safest, if one day the magic piano has an influence on you, even if it is just a little , even if this is your family heirloom, I will destroy it."

It seems to be able to feel what Chu Heng said. The enchanting halo that was originally circulating on the Tianmoqin on the side table has all converged at this moment, just like an ordinary guqin.

Hearing Chu Heng's words, Huang Xuemei trembled slightly, but immediately returned to normal, nodded and said, "Xuemei understands."

After finishing speaking, Chu Heng also began to point out the problem that Huang Xuemei committed today. On the other side, there was also a knock on the door of Lin Shiyin's room at this time, "Shiyin, it's dad, are you asleep?"

Lin Shiyin, who was playing with the cute treasure mouse in the room, quickly replied, "I'm not asleep yet."

As he said that, he got up and opened the door. Looking at Lin Zhengyang who had a puzzled expression on his face, Lin Shiyin asked curiously, "Father, it's so late at 003, why haven't you slept yet?"

Lin Zhengyang smiled wryly and shook his head, "How can you let me sleep when things like this happen one after another today?"

Lin Shiyin nodded. Before that, Lin Shiyin was all focused on Chu Heng, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and then her attention was attracted by the cute and spiritual treasure hunting mouse, so she didn't have the energy to think about other things.

Hearing what Lin Zhengyang said now, it is only in retrospect that the strength of the people around Chu Heng is a bit too strong now?

However, Lin Shiyin, who knew little about martial arts affairs, was not very clear about the extent of Lin Zhengyang's shock at this moment.

Not to mention the top-grade pills that Chu Heng took out at random, and the first-class maids around him who could kill hundreds of enemies with no room for retaliation, it's just that she can order that vicious master-level master like a master, Master Pang Ban is already an extremely frightening thing. He can't figure out what kind of power is able to command a master-level powerhouse.

Instead, he asked with a very solemn expression: "Daughter, tell Dad honestly, who is this Chu Heng?"

Chapter [-] Strange Taste, Cousin Arrives