Immortal Young Man on Campus

Ye Qianqian naturally didn't know Uncle Jian's thoughts, and he was completely aroused by curiosity.

Uncle Jian admires Yu Mo so much, so he has to find out more about him. Hmph, if you want to hide in front of this girl, there is no way!

She rolled her eyes and came to Yu Mo's door.

dong dong dong!

A soft knock sounded on the door.

Yu Mo opened a crack in the door, looked at Ye Qianqian in surprise, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ye Qianqian laughed like a little fox and said, "Want to know who Yue'er called?"

Yu Mo has been thinking about this matter all the time, and Yu Yue has no way of asking.

His eyes lit up and he asked curiously, "You know?"

Ye Qianqian raised her head, her delicate chin was close at hand, and said triumphantly, "Of course, you don't even look at who I am."

Yu Mo rolled his eyes, looked at her suspiciously, saw through her careful thinking, and said, "If you have any requirements, just say it."

Ye Qianqian's cherry mouth opened slightly, and she asked in surprise, "How do you know that I have a request?"

Yu Mo rolled his eyes and said in his heart, don't take me for a fool, okay?

"Giggle..." Ye Qianqianjiao laughed, "Since you are so good, then I will say it directly, you must cook me a hearty breakfast tomorrow, and then I will tell you."

"Breakfast is not a problem, but you must tell me first." Yu Mo argued.

Ye Qianqian shook his head: "No, no, I don't know if you are trustworthy or not. I told you first. What if you don't make breakfast? Wouldn't the bamboo basket be empty?"

After saying that, she turned around triumphantly and walked to her room.

Yu Mo was concerned about his younger sister, how could he let her go like this, subconsciously, he grabbed her hand like lightning, and took advantage of the situation, and she was pulled into the room.

Bang!

The door was closed, Yu Mo deceived her and pressed her against the wall, and said, "Hurry up and tell me!"

Ye Qianqian was startled, Yu Mo's body was almost completely pressed against her, especially the chest, which fit together without any gap.

Her heart beat wildly, and her breathing became more and more rapid. She had never been pressed down by a boy like this since she was a child.

"Let me go!" She bit her lip, embarrassed and angry.

Yu Mo's heart was attached to his younger sister, and he didn't notice the ambiguous posture between the two. Instead, he pressed forward and pressed closer to Ye Qianqian's soft body.

"what!"

Ye Qianqian screamed, blushing like an apple.

"You... rascal!"

Hearing the word "rogue", Yu Mo woke up like a dream, looked down subconsciously, and his eyes widened.

Ye Qianqian's eyes were changed into silk pajamas, and the neckline was a little big, so the scenery was self-evident.

As if electrocuted, Ye Qianqian quickly covered her chest and shouted, "Satyr!"

She didn't know where the strength came from, but she knocked Yu Mo away and fled from the wolf's den. Yes, it was the wolf's den, at least that's what Ye Qianqian thought.

Yu Mo pouted and said, "It's so flat, what's there to see?"

If Ye Qianqian heard this sentence, I am afraid that he would go to him desperately.

After such a commotion, although Yu Mo still wanted to ask, he could only give up temporarily.

Ye Qianqian returned to the room angrily, with her back to the door, recalling Yu Mo's unbridled eyes, her stomach filled with fire.

Ever since I was a child, I have never suffered this kind of grievance.

"Hmph, I stopped Uncle Jian from investigating him before. It seems that I am really fed up, so I should investigate the bottom line and let his satyr face be exposed to the world."

While muttering to himself, he looked down at his chest and touched it subconsciously, uh, the scale is a little smaller.

"What happened to the flat chest? I save fabrics for the country. I am flat chested and I am honored."

Ye Qianqian was unhappy, and fell into a drowsy sleep for a long time. In her sleep, she gave Yu Mo a lesson and exclaimed joy.

The night was like water, and a person climbed down along the window sill, jumped a few times, like a flexible monkey, and got into the back mountain of the villa.

The altitude of the back mountain is not high, but the vegetation is lush and the air is fresh.

This person is of course Yu Mo. In order to cultivate, he sneaked into the back mountain by taking advantage of the night.

"Cultivation is sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. I can't slack off every day. If there is movement at home and attracts the attention of other people, it will not be good, so it is more appropriate to come here to practice."

He stretched his muscles and bones, and there was a feeling that the sky was high and the birds flew, and the sea was wide and the fish leaped.

"Woooo!"

He stretched his neck and roared, like a beast returning to the mountains and forests.

After a while, he calmed down, looked around, chose a rock on the top of the mountain, and sat cross-legged on it. The rock was cold, but it made him calm as water.

He closed his eyes and pondered, and the Tribulation God Art naturally worked.

The God of Tribulation Art is not only a way to control the power of robbery, but also the art of breathing and breathing. This refines the body and makes it stronger.

Yu Mo accepted all the orders, and today he will test the technique of breathing and breathing.

With every breath, the air in front of him is completely empty, completely sucked into the lungs. His chest bulged slowly, like a balloon, filling up little by little, showing how amazing his lung capacity has become.

If Ye Qianqian saw this scene, he would definitely scream in surprise.

Because only a master can control the breathing to become like this. Breathing lasts a long time, nourishing qi is mixed into the blood, reaching every cell, and accelerating metabolism.

Not only can you keep fit, but also prolong your life.

This is the first time Yu Mo has practiced the technique of breathing and breathing, and he has reached such a state, which shows how powerful the Tribulation God Art is.

call!

After a long time, his chest sank, and all the breath spit out from his mouth, forming a white streak, like breathing out into a sword.

Of course, Yu Mo couldn't really exhale into a sword.

He opened his eyes abruptly and found himself refreshed, all the exhaustion of the day swept away.

"This technique of breathing and breathing is really amazing. I will practice more in the future."

"The God of Tribulation Art is the foundation of all cultivation, and it is also the key to refining the power of robbery. I can't slack off. I must practice it every day and review it from time to time."

He restrained his mind, mobilized the 1% of the robbery power, and walked in the meridians along the path of the **** of robbery.

Boom!

Although the robbery force is still weak, it is like a galloping river, mighty and magnificent, making people emotional.

Over and over again, he tirelessly runs the robbery magic, and the robbery force is getting faster and faster.

call!

With a flash of light, an ancient book appeared in his mind without warning, with the three words "Charm Record" on the cover.

"The spell record?"

Yu Mo was not surprised, but looked at this ancient book in surprise. He didn't know what it was, but the three quaint characters were imaginative and full of expectations.