In the room, a middle-aged man with a strong and powerful figure stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back.

An old man walked up and bowed, "The head of the family, Mr. Wang Teng and Mrs. Jiu have moved into the woodshed and have officially become servants."

"Yes." Wang Zhennan nodded.

The old man hesitated for a moment and frowned. "Will Mr. Wang Teng hold a grudge against you if you do this?"

"Hate?"

Wang Zhennan smiled meaningfully and said, "I, Wang Zhennan, have nine wives. Except for Meng Yi, the other eight are from the famous clan. In the past, Wang Teng was very talented and his mother was noble, so she could become the ninth wife, and everyone respected her."

"Now Teng'er is abandoned. If I don't let them move to the woodshed, do you think the other eight wives will make it easier for them and their son? Especially the eldest lady, she has long had an objection to Mengyi and her son."

The old man nodded suddenly and said, "It turns out that the head of the family did this to keep the safety of Young Master Wang Teng and Mrs. Jiu..."

Wang Zhennan looked out the window with deep eyes, without saying a word.

——

The night is as cool as water.

In the simple wood-room, Wang Teng looked at him and shook his head with a wry smile. "My mother has always been weak, and she is too wronged to stay here. I want to return my previous strength as soon as possible."

Take out the stone plate.

It is simple and natural, carved with a layer of faint patterns.

The mind controlled the stone plate, and soon it emitted light and enveloped him again!

One night passed...

Wang Teng opened his eyes again, and a light flashed through his eyes, and he said happily: "This stone plate is really a good thing. My dantian has been completely healed at present, and it is much faster than the speed of absorbing the energy of heaven and earth. As the saying goes, I should reach the second level of internal strength. Look at it, I will surprise everyone."

Crunch!

After practicing, Wang Teng walked out of the room. It was the next day.

After scanning the room, Wang Teng did not find Lin Mengyi's figure.

Walking in the Wang family compound, around a corner—

"Dashi Ning, can you lend me a pearl of 'Orchid Flower'? I will definitely pay you back when I get the money from my work..."

"Mother's voice!"

Wang Teng stopped.

"It turns out that the pharmacy here seems that my mother came to help me ask for medicine early in the morning." Wang Teng thought: "Dashi Ning in this pharmacy is the cousin of the eldest lady. How could my mother ask for medicine here? And now my injuries are healed, and there is no need for medicine at all..."

"Madam Jiu, it's not that I, Ning, look down on you. With your current identity, the most ordinary 'Orchid Ninghua', you can't buy the money you save for your life."

In the room, a short and fat middle-aged man sneered: "What are you going to pay for?"

"Please be fine..." Lin Mengyi's eyes were red.

"It's not impossible to want orchid flowers..."

Ning Yin suddenly smiled and glanced at Lin Mengyi's figure.

She is only over thirty years old. She was born beautiful when she was young, but now she doesn't look old at all. She is mature and charming, with a special charm.

"What do you want to do..." Lin Mengyi took a few steps back.

"Okay, as long as you can play with me, let alone a pearl of orchid flower, this deacon can give you a bottle of Body Tempering Pill! You should know the preciousness of Body Tempering Pill. Our Wang family can only buy a few bottles in a year. You are not losing money. How about it? Hehe..."

Deacon Ning laughed.

Now that Lin Mengyi has been beaten to be a servant, he is also a little unscrupulous in his actions.

"I'm disturbing." Lin Mengyi took a breath, turned around and left.

"Hmph, can you leave? Come on!"

Deacon Ning suddenly hugged Lin Mengyi's plump waist.

Lin Mengyi tried hard to break free, but unfortunately, how could she, a woman, break free from Deacon Ning's arms and was quickly pulled onto the bed.

"Madam Nine, you are mine today."

Manager Ning had a bright look and did something wrong.

"You're looking for death!"

At this moment, the closed door was thundered and shattered and splattered with a loud bang.

"Who?" Deacon Ning's face changed, his eyes turned, and he looked out the door. After seeing the boy, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Wang Teng?"

"What a deacon, who is very bold, even my mother dares to offend him." Wang Teng smiled grimly, rushed forward with a quick glance, and immediately slapped him.

Deacon Ning's whole face was slapped into blood, and a layer of skin was taken off, his teeth fell off, and he shouted: "Little bastard, I want you to look good!"

He punched Wang Teng's head.

"What are you?"

Wang Teng's face turned cold, he stretched out his palm and grabbed the other person's wrist. Then he snarled his hands and suddenly his palms twisted like plastic tubes.

"ah!"

"Let me go, otherwise you won't have a good time when the eldest lady comes back!"

Deacon Ning was sweating heavily in pain and growled viciously.

"So what about the eldest lady? No one can save you!"

Wang Teng's feet moved one after another, like a sledgehammer of 100 pounds, stomped on Deacon Ning's soles, causing his legs to be destroyed, and he knelt on the ground with a bang.

The latter couldn't speak at all, and the whole body was cramped and foamed at the mouth.

"Teng'er, isn't it too much?" Lin Mengyi couldn't bear to say.

"It's okay, mom, this kind of mess should be taught like this!" Wang Teng said.

"Then let's go." Lin Mengyi said.

"Wait, even if you come, you will naturally not be able to return empty-handed."

Wang Teng found a bottle of body-tempering pill in the medicine cabinet above the medicine hall. This pill can strengthen muscles and bones and nourish internal organs, which is very rare.

Even when he was still talented, he had never taken this pill.

After getting into his arms, he grinned and left here.

"Mom, you go back first. I'll go to the practice ground to see it." Wang Teng stepped out of the room and said.

"Teng'er, don't work too hard, pay attention to your health." Lin Mengyi said worriedly.

"I will."

...

The morning light shines, and the younger generation is practicing on the square in the back mountain of the Wang family.

"Hey, ha!"

These people have a bow, a fist, an arrow, and an arm, and a whip. They speak loudly and move vigorously.

A middle-aged man, full of muscles, was scolding them.

Wang Teng came here and watched from a distance.

"Young Master Wang Teng, are you practicing qigong too?" The man who passed the qigong glanced and said in surprise.

The eyes of the young people in the audience suddenly changed.

Wang Teng smiled at the coach and said, "Master Mu, I have been lying on the bed for too long. I'll do some training and exercise my muscles and bones."

"Okay, even if you have no internal strength and strong physical fitness, you can beat ordinary warriors."

Master Mu smiled and sighed in his heart. Wang Teng's good seedlings were ruined like this, which made him feel very sorry.

...

After Wang Teng greeted him, he turned around and walked towards the training area beside him, raised a sled hammer of 200 to 300 kilograms with one hand, and started to exercise.

In the past month, he was sweating profusely and panting for the first time.

But he likes this feeling of boiling blood.

Heavenly Holy Body!

As soon as he thinks of Chu Mengyao's terrifying physique, he has no idea that this woman is the goal he wants to surpass in his life!

"Brother Wang Teng..."

At this moment, a pleasant voice sounded, interrupting his thoughts.

Wang Teng turned his head and saw a girl who was speaking, but she was only fourteen or five years old, with crystal clear skin and delicate figure.

"Hehe, Brother Wang Teng, do you have time? Bier asks you to save your cultivation."

Bier blinked her long eyelashes playfully and smiled.

"Me?" Wang Teng was stunned. He really didn't expect that someone would ask him for advice under his current name.

Just as he was about to speak, a harsh laugh came: "Hey, Bier, this wasteful disease has just recovered, so don't delay his exercise. If you have any questions, please ask me. I'm happy to solve your doubts."

Looking at the sound, I saw a young man in blue walking towards him by a group of people.

Wang Teng raised his eyebrows. The other party was the eldest lady's third son, named Wang Jie.

Bier said with a small mouth: "No need!"

"Bi'er, that's wrong. Why do you say that I'm better than this waste now? If you ask him, he's not as good as me." Wang Jie laughed.

"Brother Wang Teng has condensed a layer of internal energy at the age of sixteen. He is a genius of the family. You are almost twenty now and have not succeeded yet. If he is a waste, then you are not even as good as a waste." Bier said angrily.
Chapter completed!