Martial arts fairy machine

Chapter 152

As for Dai Wu's bones, as the iron ball rotated, there was a slight sound. If you listen carefully, it is the sound of blood flowing, regenerating qi and blood!

Dai Wu and Sangxi fought fiercely, and finally condensed the relics, draining all his heritage, even the blood disappeared, skinny, and for a long time, he was in a bloodless state, and God blessed him to be alive.

And at this moment, Dai Wu's body functions seemed to rejuvenate for a second time, the bones began to produce blood, which slowly flowed through the whole body, cultivating qi and blood, filling the body, strengthening the muscles and bones, and rebuilding the foundation!
Dai Wu's appearance also changed, his face quickly became red, his hair became darker, his whole body became full of vigor, and he was no longer sluggish, as if he had been completely reborn, with a manly spirit!

After spinning for more than ten minutes, Dai Wu didn't take a break. He kept spinning at such a high speed all the time, which made him a little overwhelmed. The speed of spinning the iron ball slowly slowed down, and finally hit the ground with a "clang".

Cheng Juntao hurried over to wipe Dai Wu's sweat, seeing Dai Wu tired like a dog, felt very distressed.

Dai Wu was enjoying the tenderness of his lovely wife, but he was thinking quietly in his heart.

The exercise just now had regenerated his blood, although it was very little, it was better than nothing.

But Dai Wu couldn't figure it out, whether his regenerated blood was golden or ordinary red, he wanted to cut open his skin to have a look, but he was afraid that Cheng Juntao's heart would hurt.

"Xiao Wu, your martial arts are improving so fast. Just because of your iron ball skills, ordinary people can't beat you three or five times. My son is really good, and there is hope for him to return to the top!" Wu's progress is happy.

"That's right! Brother Dai Wu is a first-class genius in the world. He can master any martial arts at his fingertips. It will be a matter of time before he surpasses my father!" Cheng Juntao also praised Dai Wu, his face was full of happiness, like a little swan, his head Gao Yang is extremely proud.

Dai Wu pampered Cheng Juntao's little head, and was also very happy in his heart, because he saw the road to the future.

He has not really been disabled, although his body is weak, but as long as he can practice martial arts, his physical condition can be improved, his background can be rebuilt, at least he can hope to transform into an environment.

Even if he can't open his head again and embark on the road of cultivating Taoism, he won't die too early, at least he can accompany Cheng Juntao and Han Yixi to finish his life.

After resting for a while, Dai Wu looked at the biggest iron ball, which was as big as his palm and weighed ten catties.

If you can turn this thing as you like, you can make his muscles and bones stand up, so that the blood can be irrigated to the extremities of the body, and the blood vessels can be propped up, so that the blood can circulate throughout the body, and the blood can flow around, so that the body can return to health state.

He even practiced bright energy, reached the pumping of qi and blood, the hands have full strength and dark power, and small pits appeared in the palms, initially showing the symbol of martial arts masters.

Although his face was still ugly, he still had the same pouty face as before.

But at least it looks much more pleasing to the eye, and it won't feel awkward no matter how you look at it like before.

People, they all start to squander when they have capital, and Dai Wu is the same.

When he is in good health, he doesn't know how to strengthen his foundation and cultivate his strength, restrain his energy and energy, but instead sings every night, playing with Cheng Juntao in different ways, and he doesn't want to think about it.

But the result is that there is no further improvement in martial arts, and he has practiced to the point where his blood is pumping, which seems to be his limit.

Even if you stand in the three-body pose vigorously during the day, pinch the tantric seal, and meditate to gather energy, but as long as the sperm enters the brain at night, you can't hold it back.

All the pitiful energy she had cultivated would be sucked away by her beautiful wife, and she became a widow again in a blink of an eye.

Make up during the day and vent at night, even if you are given peerless magic skills, you will not be able to practice it!
As for saying that someone married several daughters-in-law, martial arts can still improve all the way, that is absolutely nonsense, unless your daughter-in-law is made a widow, otherwise it is a typical halo of the protagonist, all benefits are yours, and others don't have to live!

But Dai Wu didn't regret it, practice has the joy of practice, and the joy of human relations with human relations. Only after experiencing all of them, can you know the beauty of it, and you can recognize what you want, and you won't be confused.

What Dai Wu wants now is to spend time with his wife.

Because he has already made a decision in his heart, and there is still more than a month before the Chinese New Year. After the Chinese New Year, he will go out to visit famous mountains and rivers, seek out experts and strangers, walk the path of a pilgrim, and hone an incomparably deep foundation. By the way Find his arhat relic.

Cheng Juntao is radiant and charming every day, and his figure has become more hot and plump.

Even if she wears heavy glasses and walks on the street, she always looks back [-]% of the time. Some men even get nosebleeds when they see her.

Later, Dai Wu was a little jealous, she was my daughter-in-law, just look at it, what does nosebleed mean?
Cheng Juntao doesn't like to be stared at wretchedly by others, which makes him very conservative in his clothes now, often wearing loose clothes to completely cover the devil's figure.

Another half month later in the afternoon, the two came to the martial arts hall together, and Cheng Juntao went to work. When Dai Wu was bored, a poetic figure suddenly appeared in his mind, and he gave a wry smile.

He is very confused now.

After being injured for a hundred days and having a miscarriage, he has been recuperating at home. He went to see her twice, but the atmosphere was very embarrassing.

Shiqing's parents didn't know what to think. Every time he went there, they were so enthusiastic that they regarded him as a son-in-law.

But Dai Wu knew well that it was impossible for him and Shiqing to get married, even if they were together, Shiqing could only be a mistress!
Although Shi Qing had already told him clearly that he didn't mind being a mistress, as long as he could look at him from time to time and talk to him a few words, that would be enough, such a simple request made Dai Wu feel heavy.

His original intention to help Shiqing stand out was that he felt that others had robbed him of his things, which aroused his desire to possess, and the other point was to fight against injustice and act for the sense of justice in his heart.

After the matter was settled, Dai Wu was entangled.

He already has Cheng Juntao and Han Yixi, if he can't even take care of these two women, if he accepts poetry, then he is finished.

If you come back from martial arts practice, it's okay, you can hide your appearance, you can't let go of your energy, and it's okay to toss around every night, but what if you can't come back?
And if he accepts poetry, the responsibility on his shoulders will be a little heavier, and there is also the danger of being discovered by Cheng Juntao.

Don't think that Cheng Juntao is the only one who obeys Dai Wu. Dai Wu will do whatever he says, and he will never refute. It is that Cheng Juntao loves him very much and respects him very much, but his character is strong and arrogant, which is far beyond ordinary people. .

Who is not proud to be able to study as a postdoctoral fellow?
To be able to say that she will become a nun after Dai Wu's death, how true!
Moreover, Cheng Juntao respects him so much, Dai Wu must know that good or bad, the respect others give you is not your squandered capital!

But if he gave up his poetic feelings and watched her fall into the arms of others, Dai Wu would not be reconciled.

I don't want to take responsibility, but I still want to experience the beauty of other girls, that's the struggle!
(End of this chapter)