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Half a month is very fast. It almost passed by. The body of the thirty-six iron blood guards can almost be seen to be thick and strong. Even Ling Jian, who has been running with everyone, the original thin body is now obviously strong.
And Ling Jian’s performance in these days has also made everyone’s iron and blood guards look at each other. With the original ontology of Ling Jian, it is said that it is eighty miles, it is forty miles, it is also very stubborn. In the first day of training, Ling Jian had not finished running halfway, and he exhausted his physical strength and fainted. An iron guard picked him up and threw it on his back, carrying him for a while. When Ling Jian woke up, he even said that he had to go down and run, even kicking and biting. It turned out that it didn't take long before I fainted to the ground.
For half a month in a row, the iron and blood guards of the public did not know how many times Ling Jian had fainted, but the nerves of the boy turned out to be like steel, and they fainted silently, then woke up. I continued to run silently.
Thirty-six iron and blood guards are iron feet that have been practiced by the marching marches for a long time. As long as they can keep up with their physical strength, there is no problem at all. However, Ling Jian is different. After all, he is only a ** year old child. His skin is still very delicate. On the first day of running, his feet are covered with dense blood bubbles, some have been worn out, and his blood is blurred. Even the iron and blood guard who helped him deal with the blood bubble saw that he could not help but numb the scalp. But this stubborn teenager still appeared in the queue when he was running the next day, then fainted, and then grinded up new blood bubbles, and then worn out…
At the beginning, the iron and blood guards were quite dissatisfied with Ling Tian's throwing the heart of this little child in the team. Is it obviously a burden? But after arriving, this contempt has become a heartfelt admiration from the bottom of my heart!
Ling Jian from the beginning to the end, or fainted, or the blood on his feet, but he never even sighed! Didn't cry once! Every time, they are silently chasing the footsteps of everyone, and they are not convinced.
Later, when there was such a peculiar situation, once some of the iron and blood guards were physically weak and wanted to be lazy, as soon as they saw Ling Jian’s thin figure, they suddenly felt embarrassed from the bottom of their hearts, which greatly improved everyone’s Training speed!
In the morning, the sky is twilight. Ling Tian is sitting quietly in front of the stone table in his campus, with his hands on his head, silently thinking about his thoughts.
The youngest of the thirty-six iron blood guards have already passed the age of twenty, and the best age of martial arts has already passed. I want to let them practice the skills of the inner family is no doubt worthy of the Arabian Nights. Ling Tian has been picking up for a long time, only to find out a hard work like a golden bell and iron cloth shirt. Ready to pass on the iron and blood. Since we have to work hard with ourselves for a long time, it is impossible to improve our strength.
Ling Tian feels a headache about the martial arts of the public iron and blood. These guys have basically no routines based on their foundations. They are all instincts learned from the battlefield. Ling Tian thinks about it, if it is only to teach them the martial arts that are suitable for large-scale slashing and killing on the battlefield, then if they are alone in the rivers and lakes, they will certainly suffer. If you teach two sets of martial arts at the same time, look at the scorpion heads of these guys, God knows what it will be like!
Thinking about it, there was a small footstep behind him, and then a thick big cockroach draped over himself. A gentle, tender and a little squeaky voice: "The son, be careful."
Ling Tian smiled gently, turned his head, and appeared in front of a delicate little girl, small red lips, straight Qiongniu, big eyes like two deep lakes, deep bottomless, straight You can take pictures of yourself and see no trace of impurities. It is Ling Chen. The little girl has been brought back to her home by Ling Tian, her nutrition has gradually kept up, her face has become ruddy, and her body has grown stronger.
Ling Tian smiled, couldn't help but reach out and grab the small hand that Ling Chen was exposed, saying: "Chen'er, how is it so early? The body has not recovered, and should rest well. ”
Ling Chen shyly lowered his eyes and looked at the pair of palms that were holding his little hand. There was still a restrained voice in his voice: "Chen'er is not worried about being alone here, cold!"
Ling Tian gently smashed her hair in front of her forehead, softly said: "I am good, nothing. Go back quickly, sleep for a while, it’s still early. ”
In fact, Ling Tian is now one or two years younger than Ling Chen, but somehow Ling Tian sees this poor little girl every time, there is always a feeling of wanting to comfort and feel pity as an elder. .
Ling Chen biting his red lips, seems to hesitate for a long time, only to open his mouth: "Don son, let Chen'er follow Ling Ling to train them later?"
Ling Tian couldn't help but say, "How come you think?"
Ling Chen lowered his head and muttered: "I know that the sons train them, in order to be able to contribute to the son and do big things in the future, and Chen'er also wants to help the son. Can the son promise? ”
Ling Tian smiled and said: "Chen'er, practicing martial arts is very hard. I am afraid that you can't stand it. ”
Ling Chen reluctantly raised his head, and his beautiful big eyes were full of a firm look: "Ling Jian can bear it, and Chen'er will be able to stand it." Chen'er is not afraid of suffering, as long as he can help the son, Chen'er is willing to do anything. ”
Ling Tian smiled and squeezed a small face on her face. "Well, I will make an exception for my Chen'er. Well, let me think about it, what kind of education should I give to Chen'er?" Kung Fu is good?"
Ling Chen was overjoyed and looked up at the little face. "The son is best to teach Chen'er the best effort. Chen'er will defeat Ling Jian."
Ling Tian laughed aloud and said: "Well, I will make you stronger than Ling Jian." However, Chen'er, in the son of me, once started, but there is no turning back, I don't like to get rid of people halfway. ”
Ling Chen firmly said: "The son is assured, Chen'er must work harder than Ling Jian."
Ling Tian gave a chuckle, but the brain turned quickly. What kind of work is it for Ling Chen? My own dragon spirit is not suitable for women's cultivation, certainly not! As for the golden bell iron cloth shirt…That is even more nonsense. How can a girl practice that kind of effort? Then, there is only one thing that can be suitable for women to cultivate, and that is the ice god of past Ling Xue'er. When I thought of Ling Xue'er, Ling Tian’s heart was awkward and it was a pain.
For a long while, the party said: "Chen'er, come over, I will touch you."
Ling Chen sighed, and the little body got together on Ling Tian.
The so-called "touching the bones" is a necessary procedure before the Chinese ancient Wushu school sects, which is to check the talent of a person, is it suitable for practicing martial arts.
For example, some people's bodies have congenital inconsistencies, others can easily and easily do the actions, but he does not do the standard anyway. This is not a matter of hard work and hard work, but a matter of one's talent.
Just like the current Chinese sports, gymnastics and other projects that require a lot of flexibility, most of the gold medals can be obtained from athletes in the South, while the northerners rarely see gymnastics. The project has reached the top of the world. This is not to say that the northerners do not work hard, nor does it mean that the northerners are not as good as the southerners. It is a congenital problem. It has a great relationship with the growing environment in which a person is located. The climate in the south is humid, and the air in the north is dry. Even if it is distinguished from the outside, the people in the north and the south are also very obvious. The physical coordination of the southerners is generally stronger than that of the northerners, and the skin is generally much more delicate than the northerners; but the physical fitness and physique of the northerners are generally more robust than those of the southerners. The region, climate, daily eating and so on determine this. Therefore, some projects that require a lot of physical strength, the basic color is the northerners, huh, huh, far away, and get down to business.
Ling Tian's eyes are slightly closed, and his hands are walking up and down Ling Chen. The internal forces involved in the movement of the palms detect the distribution of bones in each part of Ling Chen.
After some exploration, Ling Tian was unexpected. The talent of this little girl is much higher than she expected, even after Ling Jian. If she is carefully trained through Ling Tian, I am afraid it will be a terrible existence in the near future.
Thinking about these things in my heart, Ling Tian couldn't help but feel a little ecstasy, even the footsteps that came to the door of the hospital did not hear.
"Ah–" a high scream rang at the door of the hospital without warning! The voice is full of surprise and unbelievable meaning!
Ling Tian was shocked and hurriedly looked back and saw a few people standing at the entrance of the small courtyard.
Ling Xiao couple, Lingkong father and son, next to Ling Tian's aunt and aunt Ling Ran, is hiding his red lips with one hand, looking at himself with surprise. The expressions on the faces of several people were the same, and they were all stunned and stared at them.
At this moment, the movement between Ling Tian and Ling Chen seems to be extremely beautiful. Ling Tian tightly held Ling Chen in his arms, and his hands went up and down on Ling Chen. His eyes were slightly stunned and seemed to be intoxicated. And Ling Chen's face is blushing, leaning against Ling Tian's arms…
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