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Chapter 364 Have You Heard Of Leftover Women? (seeking subscription)

Handsome but three seconds.

Because what Mo Li said next was: "The condition is that you teach me Xiao Li to fly a knife!"

"........."

Romantic Swordsman?It is impossible to teach...

There were two other women who wanted to learn his unique skills, but he rejected them for the same reason. Thinking of this, Zhang Twelve suddenly had a bold idea...

She shouldn't hit someone, right?
With a grin on the corner of his mouth, Zhang Twelve said with a humble smile: "Senior sister, Xiao Li Fei Dao is a unique skill. When the expert taught it to me, he told me in every possible way. This Xiao Li Fei Dao is passed on to men and not to women. unless--"

"Unless what?"

Mo Li's curiosity was also aroused, and she asked casually.

"Unless it's my wife!"

"........."

Hearing Zhang Twelve's words, Mo Li's expression changed drastically, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she was angry, especially angry!

Zhang Twelve suddenly felt a little regretful, did he play too much?

He also asked her to learn martial arts, teasing her like this, not to mention that she can no longer beat others, will she never agree to teach herself martial arts again when she gets angry?
"Okay, I'll teach you."

Mo Li gritted her teeth and was stunned for a while, then said these few words lightly.

What's happening here?
Hearing the good news, Zhang Twelve was a little dazed.

She never agreed when she said good things, but now she is making fun of her, but she agrees?
Heh, could it be that this senior sister of mine is the kind of person who takes hard things but doesn't take soft things?

Not caring about thinking too much, Zhang Twelve hurriedly replied with a smile: "Thank you, senior sister, thank you, senior sister!"

"Okay, since you want to learn, let's start now!"

Seeing Mo Li gearing up, Zhang Twelve suddenly had a bad feeling: Is this teaching him martial arts or teaching him to be beaten?

"Senior sister, what do we learn?"

"Learn and learn!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Li rushed forward, and kicked Zhang Twelve several times without any precautions, kicking Zhang Twelve in a daze and anger, and said loudly: "You are not teaching martial arts, you are It's public revenge!"

Mo Li didn't show any remorse or embarrassment at all. She clapped her hands and let out a breath. She immediately felt refreshed. The stuffy breath in her chest was finally let out, and she felt extremely comfortable!

"You are a beginner in martial arts, of course I have to test your aptitude, otherwise how can I teach you?"

Mo Li blushed and said without panting.

"Just try it, why did you hit me——it still hurts so much?"

Zhang Twelve said while clutching his chest.

"If you don't hit you, how will you know your qualifications?"

"........."

Looking at Mo Li's natural appearance, Zhang Twelve actually felt powerless, and somewhat questioned whether his decision was right or wrong...

"I've fought too, how about my aptitude?"

Zhang Twelve said angrily.

"Well, according to my observation just now, you are a once-in-a-century martial arts—"

Wizards?

Zhang Twelve really didn't know that he was so talented and practiced light kungfu so fast, and this martial art himself was a once-in-a-century genius?
However, shouldn't it be a once-in-a-century wizard?It doesn't matter, as long as it is a wizard!
Just when he was cheering and even didn't want to care about Mo Li's beating him just now, he heard Mo Li's next words——

"Waste material! With your talent, it doesn't matter if you don't practice!"

Mo Li said calmly, there was obviously a light shining in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised a little.

A once-in-a-century martial arts waste material?

I beat you with a shovel!
Revenge, must be revenge!

Zhang Twelve roared in his heart, but he couldn't get angry with Mo Li, and finally got her to promise him, what if she didn't teach him anymore?
"Senior Sister... waste materials can also practice martial arts, right?"

Zhang Twelve asked hopefully. In his opinion, waste materials and wizards are just a matter of learning speed. He doesn't need to be very skilled, as long as he can handle ordinary face-slapping tasks. Don't believe me, I can't practice well!
"Well, waste material can also be practiced, but—practice is useless!"

"Then I want to practice too! You teach!"

Against all kinds of blows from Mo Li, Zhang Twelve started his practice career...

…………

After staying in the practice room for several hours, Zhang Twelve finally understood that Mo Li's saying that he was "a useless material for martial arts training" was indeed true, and that he was a real useless one!
It took him a long time to learn a simple move, but fortunately Mo Li was patient enough, if it was an ordinary person, he would have given up and left.

However, he can't be blamed for being stupid. The best time to practice martial arts should be in childhood, first build the foundation, and then practice.

Zhang Twelve is not a child now, he is almost mature, and his body is basically set, so it is really difficult to start all over again.

It was noon now, and Zhang Twelve was a little hungry after practicing all morning. When he was standing there, his stomach was growling. Mo Li, who was standing next to him, naturally heard it, and asked, "How about Come here first?"

Zhang Twelve touched the sweat on his forehead and said, "Okay, go eat first, and practice after eating!"

After practicing for a long time, he finally got some feeling, so he had to work hard and learn more, after all, Mo Li didn't spend much time at the mansion...

"........."

Hearing this, Mo Li was a little dazed. He meant to stay for dinner?
Looking at Zhang Twelve's posture, it seems that she really meant it, but she was starting to worry, let him go, it's not very good-looking, let him stay... just thinking about it gives me a headache!
Coming out of the practice room, Mo Li was considering where to take Zhang Twelve for dinner so as to avoid her mother and those two gossip aunts, when she heard Mo Qingyu's voice: "Sister-brother-in-law, the meal is ready Auntie let you go there!"

Hearing this, Mo Li's head hurt: With Mo Qingyu around, how could such things be hidden?I'm still too naive...

Let alone her, Zhang Twelve who was standing behind her had his scalp tingling, but he couldn't walk now, so it really seemed that there was no silver 300 taels in this place...

Come on, man!
…………

When he came to the restaurant, Zhang Twelve realized that the table was full of women, namely Mrs. Yu, Second Mrs., Third Mrs. Mo and Mo Qingyu's two sisters!

Sitting on the chair, Zhang Twelve felt like sitting on pins and needles, shivering...

"Master Zhang hasn't come to the house for a long time..."

"Yes, is it because you are afraid of our elders?"

Before Mrs. Yu could speak, the second and third wives had already taken turns.

"What are the two aunts talking about? My nephew went to Liangzhou some time ago, and I hurried to the house to see some aunts just after I came back!"

Zhang Twelve said cautiously.

"Oh? That's right, it's rare that you still have such filial piety!"

"It's just that, if you are so filial, why didn't you visit us first when you came to the mansion, but stayed with Li'er for a long time?"

"Oh, my sister doesn't understand. Compared with us, he is of course closer to Li'er!"

"Well, that's a good point, haha..."

"........."

Mo Li blushed, ashamed.

Zhang Twelve's face turned red - he didn't know why he turned red...

Unexpectedly, the majestic king of Liangzhou spraying people could be planted in the hands of two middle-aged women. It is really embarrassing to spread the word...

"Stop teasing them both, you two—don't you see they're both about to get under the table?"

Mrs. Yu chimed in from the side.

"Huh? Get under the table? How can it be!"

"My sister is wrong, how could the two of them get under the table? They also got under the bed!"

"Haha, my sister said..."

"........."

Female driver, not this bend!

Zhang Twelve was completely convinced this time, no wonder Mo Qingyu, a little lolita, can speak amazingly. Growing up in such an environment, it's strange not to be able to speak amazingly!

Looking at Mo Li, who was silent beside him, Zhang Twelve felt that she was the only one who "gets out of the mud without being stained"!

"Okay, okay, let's eat and eat! Twelve, don't listen to your two aunts talking nonsense, they are used to talking and joking, and they don't treat you as an outsider, that's why they say that..."

Yu Shi spoke again.

Since the last farewell, Mrs. Yu thought about it for a while, and became more and more satisfied with Zhang Twelve, thinking that he and her daughter are really a good match!

In terms of appearance, Zhang Twelve is handsome and unrestrained, Mo Li is beautiful - not gentle, beauty is enough, what kind of gentleness is needed!From this point of view, the two of them can be regarded as handsome men and beautiful women, and they are a good match!

In terms of family background, both of them come from the family of generals, one is the eldest grandson of the Duke, and the other is the eldest daughter of the Duke—in this way, if the daughter of the Duke marries the grandson of the Duke, it is considered married, so let them get married. Let's go, who told them not to mind?Well, good match!
In terms of age——well, the female junior holds a gold brick, and he has to hold two gold bricks. What is there to be dissatisfied with?Well, good match!

In terms of personal development, Mo Li is now the Great General of Zhen Guo, and her official position is not low, but for a woman, it should be the end.

As for Zhang Twelve, he has the title of county earl. Although the official position of General Zhenyuan is not high, he is young!I also heard that he is deeply loved by Emperor Tang, and his future development must be immeasurable!Well, good match!

To sum up, in Yu's eyes, both of them are a match made in heaven. The only regret, or rather difficult thing, is that Zhang Twelve and Grand Master Mu's granddaughter, Mu Xiangrong, had engaged in baby marriage!
It was because of this before that Yu Shi struggled for a long time, but then she figured it out, the baby has been booked for so many years, can it still be counted?If it really counts, he has been back to Jingzhou for several months, why didn't he hear the Mu family propose a marriage?

Must be dissatisfied?
That's right, a grand master's mansion, a state duke's mansion, one civil and one military, how can they come to the military general's mansion?
So far, Mrs. Yu felt that Zhang Twelve was the best choice for Mo Li's husband-in-law, but she was very dissatisfied with Zhang Twelve's practice of not showing up for dozens of days after the farewell. State, this is relieved.

…………

The meal was hearty, hearty enough to digest...  

During this period, Mrs. Yu has been serving food for Zhang Twelve, the enthusiasm - anyone who is not blind can see it, the eyes of the other two wives looking at Zhang Twelve are also full of ambiguity, especially the little Lolita Mo Qingyu, hey , there is no need to describe it...

After a quick meal, Mo Li took Zhang Twelve and left. When Yu asked where he was going, Mo Li said that he was going to practice kung fu.

Hearing the word "practice", the three women said "Oh" in an unusually tacit understanding, and Zhang Twelve and Mo Li ran away...

Old driver!

As Mo Li walked into the practice room, Zhang Twelve felt a lot more relaxed, but he thought a bit cheaply: Compared with those female drivers, I may be a novice, but compared with Mo Li, I am completely old Driver!

"Sister..."

"Ok?"

"Have you ever heard of leftover women?"

"Leftover girls?"

Mo Li didn't time travel again, so naturally she doesn't know what a leftover woman is.

"Hey, that's the kind..."

Zhang Twelve smiled cheaply, and then continued to explain to Mo Li: "Some women who are very old but can't get married can be called leftover girls..."

Hearing this, Mo Li stopped suddenly, and turned her head to stare at Zhang Twelve, her eyes were so terrifying...

"Oh! Senior Sister... I was just joking... I didn't say you are a leftover woman!"

Mo Li stared at him tremblingly, Zhang Twelve quickly explained, afraid that if she got angry, he would blow himself away...

"I think—that's a good joke!"

Mo Li looked at him and said word by word: "So, I decided to reward you!"

"Reward me? How to reward?"

Zhang Twelve always felt that her words seemed to be malicious, so he was not very excited...

"You'll find out in a moment. Come, come with me..."

"........."

In the practice room, there was a burst of shouting soon...

"Senior sister, why are you beating someone?"

"It's a reward."

"But you hurt me!"

"Does martial arts not hurt?"

"........."

"Don't run!"

"You beat me and I still don't run away, do you think I'm stupid?"

"Okay, don't run away, I won't fight..."

"Really?"

"Well, really—how is that possible?"

"You... ah..."

Zhang Twelve's vicious howls came from the practice room, heart-piercing and pitiful...

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Two hours later, outside the gate of Duke Huguo's mansion.

Zhang Twelve stood outside the door and looked in. He spat fiercely on the ground, but because of the force, he directly pulled the wound on his face and sucked in the air...

Come here happily, and go back with injuries all over his body, Zhang Twelve is probably the most pitiful person in Jingzhou City today...

If you ask why Zhang Twelve's eyes are full of tears, he will answer you because his mouth is so cheap and hateful...

The two guards at the door looked at Zhang Twelve and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhang, are you going back now? My young master will be back later, why don't you wait for him to come back and have a drink together?"

Drink your uncle and still drink!

Zhang Twelve can't wait to go up and slap him twice. He hates the people in Duke Huguo's mansion: Hmph, if it wasn't for learning martial arts, I wouldn't even want to come back if I was beaten to death...

At this time, Zhang Twelve's mind was filled with the motivating deeds of Han Xin's crotch humiliation. He shook his head and said to himself: Hey, a man should be able to bend and stretch, be big or small, be long or short ,, can be soft or hard - what is this little setback?
Come, I will continue to come!
This sentence, the little brother deeply agrees...

(End of this chapter)