1927: C1927 A Letter from the Martial Arts Institute

C1927 A Letter from the Martial Arts Institute

Roiling Spiritual Forces surged into Bingqing's body, and a large amount of spirit herbs were thrown into her mouth.

She had already simulated the steps thousands of times, and from beginning to end, there was not the slightest bit of error.

Things were much smoother than expected.

Mo Nan was delighted.

"Ah!" Bingqing suddenly cried out in pain. She opened her eyes and looked at Mo Nan nervously.

"Don't be nervous. The excess medicinal strength is helping you expand your meridians and settle in your body. When the treatment is over, not only will your life source recover, but your cultivation aptitude will also be much better than before."

"So that's the case."

Hearing his words, Su Bingqing relaxed her heart. She bit her lips and endured the pain.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

As Mo Nan quickly pulled out all the silver needles from Bingqing's body, the treatment ended.

Su Bingqing suddenly jumped up from the bed. She almost did not expect it and directly hit the ceiling. With a plop, she hit the top and was forced to fall down.

Mo Nan quickly reached out his hand to protect her. Su Bingqing was still immersed in the joy of her body becoming extremely relaxed. She hooked her arm around his neck and quickly pecked his face with her red lips.

"Mo Nan, thank you." Bingqing said shyly in a low voice.

"No need to thank me," Mo Nan said. Mo Nan felt the soft body in his arms and a mischievous smile appeared in his eyes. He grinned and said, "Because of you, my husband has been worried for years and has been a monk for more than half a year. Shouldn't you make it up to me? "

Make it up to me?

At first, Su Bingqing was thinking of making a meal for this bad guy or giving him a few gifts...

Gradually, she realized that there was something wrong with his eyes. She wanted to jump out of his arms and run away.

Mo Nan would never let her do as she wished.

"What a joke. When did I let a cooked duck fly away? Be good and let my husband kiss first."

Su Bingqing kept resisting, but she still blushed and complied with old rascal's actions.

...

In the blink of an eye, the sky turned dark.

Mo Nan rested his head on his arm and looked at his wife, who was sleeping soundly by the side. There was a hint of gentleness and depression in his eyes.

Oh, he was still too young. He was vigorous and fierce.

However, Bingqing had just recovered and he did not dare to go too far. Now, he was still feeling a little stifled.

Looking at the sky outside, the girls should have gone back to their rooms to rest.

With a few flashes of light in his eyes, old rascal gently got off the bed and slipped out of the bedroom. He casually pushed the door open and entered a room.

...

The next morning.

Perhaps it was because they knew each other, Wushuang, Tang Xin, and the other girls came out of their rooms at just after six o'clock. Looking at their sparse sleeping eyes, it was obvious that they had not slept for the entire night.

Looking at the style of their pajamas, they understood everything as bold as they could be.

The few girls came out of their rooms one after another and looked at each other. They smiled as if they knew each other. They were not shy, just very curious.

If that bad guy didn't go to anyone's room last night, then what did he do?

"Ha."

At this moment, Lin Yunyi and her daughter walked out holding hands and yawning.

Seeing him, Tang Xin could not help but ask, "Sister Lin, wasn't it your turn last night to take care of Anan with Little Yun?"

Logically speaking, no one would be able to take care of Anan and sleep well. How did Lin Yunyi wake up so early?

"Hmm." Hearing this, a strange expression appeared on Lin Yunyi's face.

Before he could explain, the girls saw a calf that they had been waiting for the whole night with dark circles under his eyes coming out of Lin Yunyi's mother and daughter's room. He was still holding Tiantian in his arms and sleeping peacefully in his father's arms.

"What the f * ck?"

Mo Nan's eyes were wet when he saw the girls and their clothes. He almost swore on the spot.

"Let me give you a suggestion. In the future, please hang a sign on the door and write down whose room it is..."

Yesterday, he accidentally barged into Lin Yunyi and her daughter's room. As soon as he entered the room, he met the mother and daughter's big eyes, which were blinking beside An Anan's small bed.

Should he leave or not?

Go! Go!

Helpless, he had to take care of Anan for Yunyi for the whole night.

It was only right and proper to take care of his daughter. He was happy to see his daughter's face for the whole night. But last night, he had something more important to do!

Looking at the girls' carefully selected pajamas, Mo Nan sighed in disappointment.

At this point, the girls could not hold it in anymore. Starting from Wushuang and Jessica, they held their stomachs and laughed. After waiting for an entire night without any results, the little disappointment that rose in their hearts also disappeared.

A few more days passed.

While accompanying the girls, Mo Nan did not forget to write a few letters at the same time, asking He Mei to send someone to send them out.

...

Modu, Shen family.

Shen Tian, who had been feeling depressed for many days, kept himself in the study room and didn't see anyone.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

Shen Tian was about to scold someone when he heard someone outside the door, "Family Head, it's a letter from the Martial Arts Institute."

"Give it to me quickly!"

Shen Tian's eyes lit up, and he quickly said.

After a while, after he took the letter, he quickly scanned the contents. The melancholy from the past few days immediately disappeared from his face. His expression turned serious and he quickly told the person who came.

"Go, gather all the Martial King Stage and above warriors in the clan."

"Also, the Tao family, Zheng family, and the few families that are close to Shen Tian, get someone to deliver the news to them. Tell them that the sky of Modu is going to change. Whether they come or not, let them handle it themselves."2

When the warrior turned around and left, he quickly left.

Shen Tian clenched the letter in his hand excitedly and then burst into laughter.

Luckily, he did not collude with the Cao family. This was destined to be the best decision he had ever made in his life.

- -

In the outskirts of Modu, Plum Blossom Group.

"Quick, follow me."

Taking advantage of the dark night, the members of the Hundred Plum Blossom Group rushed towards the Martial Arts Institute.

On the side of the group, Shi Yiming repeatedly reminded everyone not to make too much noise. As he looked in the direction of the Martial Arts Institute, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Phew, I've been worried for so long. His senior brother had finally returned.

...

Not only that, there were countless large clans all over the country who had left after receiving the letter.

It was hard to imagine that other than Shi Jun, There are people who have so much appeal in the lower realms.

However, Mo Nan did it.

-

Two days later, in the morning.

A huge bell on the peak of the Martial Arts Institute's mountain was rung heavily.

On the square, a large number of disciples and elders rushed over from all directions and gathered here.

It was the day of the Martial Arts Institute's monthly summary.

On this day, all the disciples would be tested and checked for their growth over the past month.

The elders would give corresponding rewards according to how much each person improved.

However, at the beginning, Hee Mei, who was standing at the front of the stage, would personally announce how many major events had happened in the Martial Arts Institute in the past month.

Gradually, the disciples arrived.

On the stage, Hee Mei cleared her throat and read the contents of the paper in her hand.

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