The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Peas smiled, then looked at Ning Mengyao, his eyes were full of expectations: "How about your mother?"

"You tell me how your voice attack is practiced." Ning Mengyao did not know anything about the sound attack.

Peas told Ning Mengyao about what he had learned recently, and Ning Mengyao tried it while listening.

She soon found the feeling. She held the piano in one hand and fiddled with the strings in one hand. Suddenly a sound rang in the pond, and then everyone saw the water in the pond being blown out of the old high and the old.

Then they saw the fish that were blown up with the water. With the sound of Ning Mengyao, all the small scars appeared on the body. Although they were not fatal, they also bleed.

Ning Mengyao put his hand on the piano, his brow furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The Peas have been stunned by Ning Mengyao’s hand. This is his mother-in-law, his mother’s relatives are so powerful that this is the first time that he will learn. Ji’s grandfather also said that he is a genius. It seems that the real genius is right now.

"Mother, you are so good." Peas excitedly rushed over.

Ning Mengyao came back to God and looked down at Peas. His face was faintly petted: "Well, you let Jiu Grandpa come back, I have something to talk to."

"What is your mother?"

"This is a secret, but I can't tell you." Ning Mengyao reached for the little nose of Peas and said with a smile.

"That's okay." Doudou touched his nose and said with a grin.

"Little monkey, you take your brother to see what you have done deliciously." Ning Mengyao looked at Jomo and said with a smile, and he gave him a wink.

Jomomo suddenly understood that Ning Mengyao wanted him to give up the beans.

"I know, let's go with Peas."

"Oh." Although Peas was somewhat reluctant, she was obedient and followed Jomo.

After the two left, Ning Mengyao spread his hands, his fingers were red, and several were even bleeding.

"What is this about Xiaoyao?"

"Nine sounds do not know what kind of training he will cause to Peas." Even she can't stand the injury, Peas is a five- or six-year-old child, how could it be affected?

Yufeng brows tightly wrinkled: "What do you mean, is there a problem with the nine-tone teaching peas?"

"No problem, but his current teaching is not suitable for Peas." Peas are still too small, and he is now teaching peas, the power is too strong, adults can not stand the children? If this continues in the long run, the meridians on the peas will definitely have problems.

They still didn't understand the Yufeng. They looked at the lemon and said something strange: "Is there any misunderstanding about Xiaoyao?"

Ning Mengyao shook his head: "No, so I plan to talk to him. If he knows that he still teaches Peas, then this person can't stay."

"you're right."

On the same day, Peas followed the Yufeng. After they went back, they called the nine-tones together and paid for the beans. Ning Mengyao looked at the nine-tone and asked: "Nine uncles, I want to know that you know that you are now teaching the sound of Peas. Does the attack cause damage to the body of the pea?"

"Know." The nine-tone nodded.

Ning Mengyao's face changed: "Do you know? Why do you still have to do that?"

"You can rest assured, I will not hurt the beans, this is good for Peas." Nine-tone looked at the two and said.

"Is it good? I only tried it once. My hand has become like this. You said that it is good for me. If you continue this way, the meridians of the peas will not be able to stand it." Ning Mengyao said with anger.

Nine-in-one laughed: "There will be no such thing. This is the secret of this door. Only the rumored disciples can practice the sound attack, so they can practice with the medicated bath for two years. The meridians will not only have something to do, but will expand more than once. You are also a person who practices martial arts. It should be very clear how much the benefits of the expansion of the muscles will be beneficial to those who practice martial arts."

He really likes the peas as a grandson, and how can he do something that hurts?

Ning Mengyao looked at the nine-tone. He didn’t seem to be talking like this: "Are you the one who is attacking the mysterious sound?"