Zhang Muchen, who was thrown into the room, hugged his little breast tightly and shouted: "Brother, we are related by blood. Sister Ling Bing is outside. I don't want to have a German orthopedic doctor with you, I... wuwu."

Before she could finish her words, Zhang Muyang pinched her mouth into a bottle of oil with her hands.

"Don't make trouble, I'll tell you something when I'm back this time."

Seeing that he could not resist, Zhang Muchen began to use his unique skills, and he looked at Zhang Muyang without any noise. He instantly burst into tears in his eyes, and then he fell to the ground.

Zhang Muyang was so worried when he saw that the majestic female hero who wanted to punch Nanshan Nursing Home and stepped on Beihai Kindergarten, where did he go? Why did he use this trick again? He was about to explain a few words, but Zhang Muchen covered his ears with both hands and pretended that I didn't listen or I didn't listen.

Zhang Muyang pinched his forehead with his hands and decided to give up communicating with her. He would rather let Ling Bing tell her that they had been together for so long, so it should be easier for them to communicate.

"Ling Bing, let's talk about it."

Looking at Zhang Muyang's rare cripple expression, Ling Bing chuckled and said nothing. Seeing Ling Bing coming, Zhang Muchen's face became even more terrified. She waved her hand and said in horror: "No, you two actually want to come together."

Seeing that this guy was becoming more and more unreliable, Zhang Muyang raised his eyebrows and was about to take action. If this girl didn't teach her a lesson, she would have to go to the house to remove the tiles. She didn't ask her not to commit suicide, at least she couldn't let her continue talking nonsense, but listened quietly to herself and finished her words.

The ghost spirit Zhang Muchen is too familiar with his brother. Even if he hasn't been together for a long time, he knows that the time is coming. If he continues to commit suicide, he will really suffer.

The style of painting changed from a husky who was originally going to destroy the house to a good golden baby, with a little expression that I was very obedient and I was not fooling around. Seeing her as a dramatic artist, Zhang Muyang could only express helplessness. What can he do? This is his own sister, so you can't beat him to death.

He gave Ling Bing a look and asked her to say, "Mu Chen, do you know how to practice?"

Zhang Muchen nodded and said, "I know, isn't it just the morning class that the children in the family attend every day? They sit cross-legged and meditate, which is similar to monks and Taoists."

Ling Bing nodded and said, "That's just the outer skin. Those of them are just called cultivation, not cultivation."

“Is there any difference?”

Ling Bing looked at Zhang Muyang, and for a moment she didn't know how to explain, but Zhang Muyang opened his mouth, gave up his plan to explain carefully, and said directly: "There are essential differences, but your IQ is too low, and you can't understand the explanation. I'll ask you now, are you willing to practice with us?"

Zhang Muchen thought about the brother's ruthless complaints but did not dare to retaliate. After thinking about it, he asked, "What are the benefits of practicing?"

Ling Bing was about to answer, but when he heard Zhang Muyang say next to him: "As long as you practice, you can maintain your youth forever, increase your lifespan, and you can also raise your hand to confront others and spread the world."

It was the brother who knew her sister. For these two reasons, Zhang Muchen nodded and agreed without thinking. She patted her thighs and said, "That's necessary to practice." Looking at her sister who was like Hutchison, Zhang Muyang was very suspicious of her decision. Even if she gave her the best martial arts, according to her temperament, she might be obsessed with her.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Muyang said, "I have a mantra. If you remember it carefully, this mantra must not be easily passed on."

What Zhang Muyang prepared for her was not his "Nine Turns of Mysterious Kung Fu" or Ling Bing's "Nich Republic Mysterious Kung Fu" but a piece of martial arts he obtained in the cultivation world in his previous life. Although this piece of martial arts is not as good as Zhang Muyang and Ling Bing practiced, it is not a big deal. It is a unique skill of a sect that can be practiced to the level of tribulation or even ascendance to the Mahayana. Moreover, this piece of martial arts is the authentic Xuanmen, which emphasizes centrality and peace, and rarely becomes obsessed with evil.

Just as Zhang Muyang was about to tell the dictatorship, Zhang Muchen's cell phone suddenly rang. She glanced at Zhang Muyang and said with a smile: "Brother, you said so high-end. I don't have to fast for three days before practicing, bathe and burn incense? Besides, you are sure, don't you be intimate with my sister-in-law for a while? How long has it been since she saw you? You should know that if you don't see you for a day, it's better to get along with your new marriage."

The more she said, the more unreliable she became, Zhang Muyang simply waved his hand and said, "Gonggugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugu, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. Come back on time at 8 o'clock in the evening."

"I understand, I'm leaving." After receiving the brother's pardon, Zhang Muchen nodded and walked out in a hurry. His practice can be temporarily suspended, but he can't stop dating.

Before leaving the house, Zhang Muyang raised his hand and stopped her and said, "Wait, you wear this jade on it."

"Ah?" Zhang Muchen was a little reluctant to look at the ugly jade pendant.

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhang Muyang threw the jade pendant that Old Taoist Chongxu gave him to Zhang Muchen.

In order to sneak out to play, Zhang Muchen could only put the jade pendant in his pocket, grimaced at Zhang Muyang, and ran out.

Looking at her back, Zhang Muyang suddenly said, "Ling Bing, is it right or wrong for you to lead her to practice?" In fact, according to the current power of the Zhang family, it is enough to ensure that Zhang Muchen will be carefree all his life. Who dares to offend the eldest princess of the Zhang family?

But if she became a monk, many people would lose their attention when they started, and if they entered this circle, Zhang Muyang would not be able to protect her for the rest of her life.

Ling Bing gently hugged Zhang Muyang's arm and said, "Who knows this? But it is always good to be able to practice, right?"

Zhang Muyang nodded, pinched Ling Bing's nose and said, "I hope so, by the way, how are the injuries on your body?"

Ling Bing leaned his head against Zhang Muyang's shoulder, squinted his eyes and rubbed it like a kitten and said, "It's almost healed."

Just when Zhang Muyang wanted to be intimate with Ling Bing for a while, Wu Te walked in and said, "Boss, Young Master Yuding is here."

Zhang Muyang looked at Ling Bing helplessly, thinking that this kid was not the time to come. He didn't want to see him at first, so he asked him to wait for a while, but Ling Bing pushed him out. Zhang Muyang could only slap her buttocks three times and signaled her to wait for him tonight.

The jade tripod, which had not been seen for several months, was no longer as calm and capable as the young man before. He had a strong inspiration and obviously made great progress in his practice.

When he saw Zhang Muyang, he quickly came up first and saluted: "Disciple Yuding, I have seen the master."

Zhang Muyang raised his hand and helped the jade tripod up and said, "It's all my family, so there's no need for so many eminent rites." He was quite satisfied with this apprentice. Unlike Su Zhuo, there were other factors. Yu Ding admired and respected Zhang Muyang very much.

Yu Ding smiled and said, "Master, the second batch of spirit stones have been released on our house and will be delivered tomorrow." Perhaps because he was afraid that Zhang Muyang would be too concerned, he added, "Don't worry, it's time to leave one, my dad has left it."
Chapter completed!