Datang: God-level son-in-law, salted fish will become stronger

Li Er couldn't help being surprised, "What's so fun about skating?"

Li Er was not the only one who was puzzled.

Cheng Yaojin, Yu Chigong and other state princes were also puzzled.

It's just skating, who hasn't played it before, can they still make flowers?

however.

Doubts about Li Er and the others.

Qin Mu just smiled, "Of course skating is fun."

Subsequently.

Qin Mu put on the newly made roller skates and set foot on the ice of the Weishui River.

Take a step and gallop on the ice.

Everyone followed and looked at Qin Mu's figure.

Qin Mu paddled his skates and walked freely on the ice.

Sometimes the flying swallow sticks to the ground, sometimes it is as fast as a leopard, and sometimes it turns around and slips backwards.

Its body flies like a spirit butterfly.

It is simply a visual feast.

The crowd was amazed.

This really really slipped out of the flowers!

At this time, Chang Sun Chong and Cheng Chumo suddenly realized.

It turns out that the novelty that Qin Mu mentioned was such a way of playing.

It's really moist and silky.

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Changsun Chong and the others really had to admire Qin Mu.

It's amazing to think of such a way.

Li and the others were also taken aback.

They never thought that skating could be so smooth and cool.

Everyone couldn't help sighing secretly as they watched the smooth and flowing movements.

Those who can't even play Du Nima can't play the son-in-law.

This novel way of playing instantly ignited the desire to win in the hearts of several Dukes.

They are eager to try.

Chapter 344: Bullshit (4/5)

On the Weishui River.

Everyone looked at Qin Mu's skates.

And tight.

Itchy again.

Everyone can't wait to play in person and try this silky new thing.

Especially Cheng Yaojin, jumping anxiously while standing on the ice.

He kept thinking about how to tell Qin Mu.

Ask Qin Mu to lend him the shoes for fun.

However, although Cheng Yaojin is simple, he always has a wit.

Suddenly.

Cheng Yaojin thought of his son holding a pair of skates in his hands.

then.

Cheng Yaojin walked up to Cheng Chumo with figure eight steps, with big eyes like copper bells.

Looking straight at him.

Cheng Chumo looked at his father's fiery eyes, unconsciously rolled his throat, and said cautiously: "Father, your old man is..."

however.

Before Cheng Chu could finish speaking silently.

Cheng Yaojin snatched the skates from his hand, and yelled cursingly: "You brat, you have such fun things, and you don't know how to respect your father, hum!"

Only then did Cheng Chumo understand.

His dad's goal is this pair of skates.

Cheng Chumo hastily reminded: "Father, brother Mu said that this thing is not easy to play, and it is dangerous if you don't play well."

Cheng Yaojin's violent temper couldn't bear this, he slapped Cheng Chumo on the head, and said quietly: "You brat, your father is a genius."

Say it.

Cheng Yaojin changed his shoes, his eyes sparkled, and he was very excited.

Can't wait to rush towards the ice.

Cheng Chu watched helplessly as the shoes were taken away, with resentful eyes.

But he didn't dare to speak, and he made Lao Tzu anxious, so he had to be beaten up.

Seeing Cheng Yaojin, Chang Sun Chong and the others hurriedly protected their skates.

Fearing that his old father would disagree, he snatched it away.

but.

The old father of these few people is much more stable than Cheng Yaojin.

From the special appearance of the skates, it can be seen that this matter is not simple.

So they are not in a hurry for shoes.

They asked Cheng Yaojin to test the water first.

Wait until it's ready.

It's not too late for them to grab the shoes.

Anyway, they are all their own sons, so forgive them for not daring to resist.

Changsun Chong and the three of them are pitiful, so they were silently arranged by their father.

But now, they don't have the heart to think of anything else.

Cheng Yaojin was already wearing roller skates, and stood up unsteadily.

A rough guy with five big and three thick, wearing a pair of roller skates, his body is wobbly.

It looks very funny.

However, Cheng Yaojin didn't know the bad intentions of the group of people behind him.

All he wanted was to fly on the ice.

moment.

Hard work pays off.

Cheng Yaojin stood on the ice wearing roller skates.

After stabilizing his body, Cheng Yaojin raised his brows with joy, put his hips on his hips and laughed wildly: "Haha, no matter how difficult this thing is, how rare is it to defeat my old Cheng?"

Qin Mu stood silently not far away, with his hands crossed over his chest, and a meaningful smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Cheng Yaojin really has never experienced beatings from society.

Where is this.

The difficulty is yet to come.

as predicted.

I saw Cheng Yaojin just took a step and shouted at Qin Mu: "My son-in-law, my old Cheng..."

next moment.

Everyone only heard a crisp sound of "pop".

Cheng Yaojin's two thick legs have turned 180 degrees.

A standard one-character horse was performed to everyone.

Qin Mu only felt a tremor all over his body, it had nothing to do with fear.

Just empathy from a man.

The same is true for Li Er and others who are watching from the sidelines.

I am afraid that I will see something that I shouldn't see, and I will have a needle's eye.

But Yuchi Gong was different, he almost wrote the words gloating on his face, "Cheng Fatty, let you pretend to be a jerk, it's time! Hahaha..."

"I don't know what to say!" Cheng Yaojin's complexion was ashen, and his facial features gradually became distorted.

This is really a joke.

He was sweating coldly in pain.

Under the blessing of extreme pain, Cheng Yaojin seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du.

With a whoosh, Lao Gao jumped up.

However, jumping too high means that balance is more difficult to master.

Not to mention standing firm on this ice.

Cheng Yaojin jumped high, and waited until his feet landed on the ice.

One didn't stand still.

With a "snap", the whole person rolled out.

"Mother, my father!" Cheng Chumo yelled anxiously as he watched his father fly away like a ball.

Yuchi patted Cheng Chumo's shoulder with a smile, "It's okay, nephew, your father was injured much more seriously than this back then, so it's just a matter of time."

If it wasn't for Yuchi Gong's gloating too obviously.

Cheng Chumo really thought that Yu Chigong was comforting him.

Cheng Yaojin curled up into a ball, clutching the unspeakable place with his hands, his face was pale, "My...ball..."

Listening to his weak voice, it seemed that he was about to ascend to heaven.

Seeing this, Cheng Chumo hurried forward to help Cheng Yaojin up: "Father, are you okay..."

Cheng Yaojin leaned on Cheng Chumo's body, the tall and thick man seemed dehydrated, weak and weak.

Seeing that Cheng Yaojin was exhaling more, but not inhaling.

Everyone just felt trembling.

This thing really hurts.

Cheng Chumo took his father aside to rest.

Everyone couldn't help feeling a little afraid of skating.

This is for people to play?

For dogs, dogs don't play.

This thing hurts wherever it hurts, not everyone can bear it.