Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 428

If the magical skills are so easy to practice, then the Mohist boy is so close to Fu Bao, wouldn't Fu Bao have taught him a long time ago?
Could boy Mo still be so lost?

But Mr. Wu will not remind Wu Jin.

He knew that Fu Bao was a measured child, even if he teased him, it wouldn't hurt the fundamentals.

At this time, Fu Bao smiled and said: "If you want to practice magic skills, raise your sword from the palace."

"what!"

Woo-jin was so startled that he almost fell to the ground.

"Oh, I remembered wrongly, that one was practiced by the eunuch father-in-law."

Wu Jin looked at Fu Bao sadly: "Bao, this is not a joke, you can't remember it wrong again. It's scary to death."

"No, it must be right this time. This set of magic skills is called jet magic skills. It was taught to me by my master. He said that this kind of magic skills must be practiced by talented people. Ordinary people can't practice it. Anyway, I I can't practice."

Wu Jin's eyes lit up when he heard that Fu Bao couldn't even practice.

Fu Bao is already so powerful, wouldn't it be even more powerful if she couldn't even practice the magical skills?
"Fubao, hurry up, hurry up, teach Uncle Wu quickly."

"Uncle Wu, you begged me to teach you this. Don't blame me if the effect is too good."

"No wonder, no wonder."

Wu Jin was completely obsessed with force, and couldn't understand the trap in Fu Bao's words.

Only if the effect is good, who will practice if there is no effect.

"That's fine, Uncle Wu, you can squat first, and then follow the acupoints I mentioned, concentrate your breath and walk around for a while."

"So you can practice magic?"

"Of course, otherwise how did I manage to do it at such a young age?"

"Really! I listen to you." Wu Jin squatted happily.

"First of all, move Qi to the dantian."

Wu Jin hastily concentrated his breath and gathered his breath in his dantian.

Then I heard Fu Bao's crisp voice: "Pass through Tanzhong point, Huiguanyuan point, go to Qihai point, gather at Riyue point, condense at Baihui point, pass through Baihui point, Houding point, Fengfu point, Yamen point, Wangu point, Fengchi point, Tianzhu point..."

After Fu Bao paused slightly, he suddenly shouted: "Let go!"

Then I just heard a loud fart...

broke through...

Wu Jin's pants.

Wu Jin turned his head to look at his torn pants, and finally realized that Fu Bao had played tricks on him.

Mr. Wu laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears.

This son has been serious since he was an adult, and he has never been so embarrassed.

Even Mo Junying curled her lips slightly, feeling much better.

Seeing that Mo Junying was happy, Fu Bao was also happy.

She threw the big tiger to the ground and threw it into Mo Junying's arms.

"Brother Ying hugs."

Mo Junying hugged Fu Bao's fat and fleshy body, finally feeling at ease.

That feeling of being needed came back.

He hugged Fubao tightly, making up his mind that he must become stronger, stronger!
Wu Jin looked at Fu Bao sadly: "Fu Bao, you are too bad, you clearly said that you want Uncle Wu to practice magical skills, but you play tricks on Uncle Wu."

Fu Bao blinked his eyes wide, with an innocent expression on his face: "That's right, I taught Uncle Wu the magic skill. Didn't I just say that this magic skill is called the air jet magic skill."

"Then you still say that your master said you can't even practice?"

"That's right, I'm a beautiful and cute little chubby paper, how can I practice this kind of fart kung fu? Also, I asked you several times, do you want to practice? You said you would practice Da, I will teach you."

Wu Jin: ...

Little villain!
(End of this chapter)