[Mecha] Bandit Army Reborn

Every practice is a self-torture. During this period of time, Qin Yi had been practicing Zonghai Jue in the depths of his mind. Only when Fei Wushu was sure that he had adapted to a level of gravity and called him out, did he stop practicing and point out for Fei Wushu to go down A safe path in a gravity zone.

However, in this short period of time, Qin Yi could also notice Fei Wushu's self-abuse training.

Seeing his body being tossed like a rag doll, whether it was the swollen limbs like pig's hooves, or the bruised and oozing wounds caused by the loss of strength and a fall, all of these were not in line with the meticulous aesthetics of young and old, but But he remained silent strangely, and gave all of this time to Fei Wushu himself except for guiding the way.

This idiot has a reason to work hard, don't think about it, as for the others... write it down for now.

Fei Wushu has been waiting for Qin Yi to dislike him again, for example, he hasn't bathed for eleven days, for example, he has already thrown a good set of clothes torn and dirty, for example, the long and smooth hair of the young and old is combed. I found that it has become a bird's nest in chaos now, for example, the young master's snow-white skin was torn on one side and bruised on the other, and he couldn't find a piece of intact skin at a glance.

He didn't have a place to look in the mirror, but he could still imagine that his current appearance was not much different from a homeless man who had been beaten.

He waited for Qin Yi to order him to take care of himself, and then prepared to resist handsomely, and threw a cold and strong refusal, leaving Qin Yi speechless, and then continued to train like hell. He imagined this kind of scene again and again with bitterness, but he couldn't actually implement it.

It seemed that the young master was completely immersed in cultivation and didn't give him any more attention. Fei Wushu lost a few seconds with inexplicable regret, and then went back to endless training.

As for missing the feeling of being rejected? Is that an illusion caused by fatigue? Hahaha…

After tonight, he should go offline. Immediately after heading to Capital Star, I couldn't play the game for several days. After the academy courses started, the time to play the game couldn't be as casual as it is now. That's why I cherish the situation of the past few days, and break one minute into two minutes.

Now, he is standing in a region of thirty-five times the gravity, and after thousands of trainings on muscle control, he finally let his body get used to the unnaturally twisted form. Fei Wushu took a deep breath, twisted his arm muscles according to the technique taught by Qin Yi, and then quickly - punched!

The shadow of the fist was almost invisible, and there was a huge explosion of air in his ears, and then Fei Wushu was amazed to see that a ball of air, like the twisted air above the flames, flew straight to the distance, at a distance of twenty meters After that, it disappeared.

With the speed at which the air mass flew out and the deafening explosion, he absolutely believed that its lethality would not be much lower than that of guns.

Suddenly, I felt that these days, when the last sliver of patience was about to collapse, it was worth it.

Fei Wushu smirked against Qin Yi's face, if it wasn't for the burning sensation from the face of the fist telling him that it is not appropriate to strike again, he would have punched again.

Such a fighting skill that is as powerful as munitions can only be created in this Heyue galaxy. Fei Wushu could almost imagine that if the Heyue galaxy existed in reality and went to war with the Federation, it would be a spectacular scene of a large group of people shaking a bunch of steel mechs with their fists.

Nima's fighting skills are too heaven-defying! Should the potential of the human body be so enchanting? !

Fei Wushu's emotion will not be mentioned for the time being, Yuan Meng, who found his trace eleven days ago, is nestling in a stone house not far from him at this moment, feeling so depressed that he is about to vomit blood.

He yelled at a skinny man: "Is your intelligence department raised for nothing! When did Young Master Qin become so unclean? You didn't even find out such a big thing! Ah!"

Yuan Meng is very depressed now, very internally hurt, very irritable.

Due to Qin Yi's own strong strength, Yuan Meng was not fully sure that he could knock someone out and tie him back in a sack, so he came up with a way to wait for the rabbit.

According to the movement route of the locator, he rented out all the nearby small houses and replaced them with his own people. He planned to prescribe medicine after First Young Master Qin finished his day's training and went to Xiao's house to rest. God sees You Lian, he even managed to get several bottles of banned drugs, which is a sky-high price!

But Qin Yi was uncharacteristically, eating and lodging in the wild, resting on the spot for three hours every day, followed by endless exercise. He didn't even cast a glance at Xiaojia on the side of the road, making the certain uncle who was waiting at Xiaojia's house for Qin Yi to throw himself into the trap all kinds of depressed and irritable.

You actually sat down on such a dirty land! Don't you take a bath, young master! Don't you want to change a suit of clothes, young master! Don't you wash those wild fruits before eating them! How can you eat the meat so burnt!

Yuan Meng deeply suspected that Qin Yi had been dropped.

The image of Qin Yi in the eyes of the upper-class people of the major tribes in the Heyue galaxy is always meticulous in clothing and hair styles, elegant and standardized in behavior, and even his expression is as light as nothing, rigorous and calm, clean and bright like a cold spring in a place of extreme ice , stay away from popularity, stand high above the ground, and not touch a trace of dust.

But now, this noble and powerful son of the Qin family is crawling and rolling in the wilderness alone, passing by a small house without entering the house. God knows how dirty it has become after eleven days of travel and dust. Why doesn't the proud young man who doesn't wrong himself and cherishes his image seriously go into the house, take a shower and have a good night's rest? !

Yuan Meng held the image of Qin Yi taken by his subordinates in the dark in his hand, and he really didn't want to believe that the unkempt and ragged guy in it was the handsome and unstained Qin First Young Master.

Nima, this gap is too big! ! This product is not fake, right? !

Yuan Meng, who didn't know that he was infinitely close to the truth, was deeply hurt. He thought that if he passed this image to the young lady, would the young lady still be infatuated with this Young Master Qin? The image has completely collapsed!

But he has been tracking Qin Yi for more than half a year. Qin Yi has been active under Yuan Meng's nose for half a year. He knows very well that this person is Qin Yi himself. A little habit, such as no longer caring about his clothes?

I go! Is this a little habit! It's a completely different person!

And a few days ago, Young Master Qin was still very normal!

Uncle Yuan Meng looked up at the sky and sighed, Young Master Qin, what kind of stimulation did you receive? There is a warm little home here, with hot bath water, delicious food, and a big soft bed, why don't you come in? Tossing himself into that bleak look, he began to feel wronged and distressed for the young master. Before, she was a beauty who could only be seen from a distance but not be played with. Now, tsk tsk...

So young master, come in, come in quickly...

The author has something to say: It is said that there is a good relationship between the young master and the old man~ so many people want to stun the young master~~→_→In fact, we don’t want to think about other medicine names, so how dare we say it~

Uncle Yuan Meng (distressed): Young master, come in, at worst, if you come in, I won’t give you any ideas, can’t it be okay?