V1.Chapter 23

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
In the winter of Taicang County, the air is crisp and sweet. Early in the morning, the Backyard Playground of HeJiazhuang once again sounded the roar of three generations of children during morning exercises as usual.

In a corner of Chuang Tzu, in a row of yards where three generations of children live, a gate quietly opens. A figure flashed past like a ghost, and stood quietly in the middle of the yard.

He Yiming looked up, and he took a long breath, which condensed a white fog in the morning breath.

It has been five months since Hu bin was killed last time. During these five months, he Yiming stayed indoors for five months.

Of course, his cultivation is far from the realm of not eating grain, but eating, drinking, Lasa, etc. are all solved in the room, and naturally there will be servants responsible for cleaning up at that time.

This is the greatest advantage of the children of the aristocratic family when practicing. If they were poor, they would never be so natural and unrestrained.

After five months of practice, he Yiming's strength improved by leaps and bounds, and reached it again. Then he Yiming got up and practiced the rolling stone fist, soft palm on the eighth floor, and the seventh and eighth movements of Kaishan 36 several times.

In a short day, he has completely cultivated all the secrets that should be cultivated. Such a speed, even he Yiming himself, who has long been used to it, is still a strong feeling again.

PS: Baihe has been dizzy these days. His mobile phone has stopped working in arrears. He is completely speechless!

Yesterday, if there were friends who sent text messages, they didn't show it, sweat

Sorry, sorry,

In addition, I wish my friends a happy new year again^_^