Apocalypse Paradise

After filling his stomach, Wang Yi started boxing on the shore. He was wearing gray linen clothes and bare feet. His moves were fast and slow, giving him a rhythmic beauty.

The breeze blows, and Wang Yi's disheveled hair flutters. His face lacks the sensuality of a young man, but instead has a sharpness, and the young man's eyes are firm.

Looking at the boy outside the illusion, the Boxing Saint gently stroked his non-existent beard. This boy is one-tenth of what I was back then!

After a set of punches, Wang Yi was sweating again. Seeing no one around, he simply took off his linen clothes and jumped into the river. Due to the consumption of boxing and the lack of meat for a long time, Wang Yi's body was still very thin, and his ribs were clearly visible. visible.

The river was slightly cool at night, and Wang Yi's sweat and heat were washed away. After soaking for a while, Wang Yi got up and went ashore, catching a fish in his hand.

Tomorrow's breakfast is ready!

The guards of the palace recognized him. Although Wang Yi came back later, they didn't care. He was just a ten-year-old boy.

It was late at night, and Wang Yi, who had been practicing boxing for a day, soon fell asleep.

A white fish belly appeared in the east, and it was daybreak. Wang Yi cleaned the fish he caught yesterday and put it into the pot, added water, and started a fire. After a while, a pot of fish soup was ready, but the fish soup with only a little coarse salt was still a bit fishy. Although the fish meat was very tender, Wang Yi chewed it up and swallowed it together with the fish bones.

After drinking the fish soup, Wang Yi began to practice boxing in the house. The martial arts energy gathered in his lower Dantian. A hair-thick martial energy flowed through the meridians of his body following Wang Yi's movements. Wang Yi's martial arts skills were at an advanced level!

In terms of Wang Yi's level, if the body is not seriously deficient, the first pass of Shaking Mountain Fist should be the first level. Although the first level is a little late, it is not bad. After entering the first level, the physical fitness will be greatly improved, especially the strength will increase a lot.

Hearing the sound of the gong, Wang Yi knew that today's work was about to begin, and the servants in the palace began to get busy.

Wang Yi came to the sheepfold and took the sheep out. The handyman on the side waited until the sheep went out and began to clean the sheepfold.

Yesterday, the hillside was almost spoiled by Wang Yi. Wang Yi found another hillside to continue his fun. The sheep were grazing on one side and he was also catching grasshoppers. Passing by a bamboo forest, he folded a few bamboos to weave the ground. Cage fish.

Before leaving, he picked up two dry biscuits from the canteen, which were his lunch.

The hillside was overgrown with weeds. Wang Yi sat down cross-legged with two knitted ground cages beside him. They were the fruits of his morning's work. There was also a grasshopper with a broken leg in the cage.

The setting sun lengthened the shadows of Wang Yi and the sheep. Three bamboo cages were hung on Wang Yi's sheep whip.

The martial energy accumulated in Dantian is as big as a thumb.

After driving the sheep into the pen, Wang Yi carried the ground cage to the river. In addition to insects, there were also fish offal processed in the morning as bait.

After Wang Yi put down the cage, he returned to the palace and lay on the straw mat, thinking about how to avoid sinking in the environment.

How can I pass the test? Do I have to cultivate to the ninth realm again here? Without the accumulation of resources in the paradise, it would be difficult to say that he would not be able to survive for ten or eight years just by relying on his own talent.

I sighed softly, although I was sad but there was nothing I could do about it. I just said, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge!

Listening to the roar coming from the martial arts training hall of the royal palace in the distance, this was set up by the royal palace to train family disciples. According to other servants, the instructor there is a third-level strength and has a monthly salary of 100 gold.

As usual, Wang Yi returned from herding sheep and finally met his cheap father Wang Fu.

Wang Fu has been working as a handyman in the palace since he was a child. Because of his intelligence, he was selected as the companion of the second young master of the Wang family. Now he is also regarded as a foreman among the handymen.

Later, he was rewarded with a maid from the palace as his wife, but the couple could not have a child for a long time, and his wife became depressed and ill.

Later, Wang Yi was adopted, but Wang Fu's wife passed away early, and Wang Fu did not remarry.

It seems that Wang Fu also loves Wang Yi very much. Every time he comes back with the caravan, he always brings some delicious and fun things to Wang Yi. However, due to his limited position, he often travels around and entrusts the young Wang Yi to his family. old woman taking care of.

"Xiaoyi, we haven't seen you for such a long time. Have you missed daddy?" After saying that, he unfolded his bag and took out the roast chicken he had brought for Wang Yi.

"Dad, are you okay with your business this time?" Wang Yi asked with concern.

Hearing Wang Yi's words, Wang Fu's hand holding the roast chicken paused, his eyes instantly moistened, and he hurriedly wiped his eyes with his sleeves, "Oh, I didn't expect Xiao Yi to care about people! Come on, this roast chicken is mine I bought it from Zuixianlou with the young master. It’s much more delicious than the usual roadside stalls!” Because he often runs outside, Wang Yi is a little resistant every time he comes back to see him. It’s only when he takes out his toys and eats that Wang Yi slowly relaxes. alert.

Now Wang Yi's words of concern made Wang Fu a little unprepared and moved, so he almost lost his composure.

Looking at Wang Yi who lowered his head and gnawed on the chicken leg, Wang Fu seemed to have made up his mind, "Xiao Yi, is the roast chicken delicious?"

Wang Yi put down the chicken drumstick that he had chewed out, "It's delicious, thank you dad! Dad, you can eat it too!"

"Haha, I've eaten with the young master. You eat first and I'll go out for a while." Wang Fu turned around and left the room and walked towards the second young master's residence.

"Master, I would like to ask for a place in the school for Xiaoyi!" Wang Fu knelt on the ground and looked at the man in bright clothes in front of him.

The man took a sip of tea and said, "Wang Fu, you have done your best in the palace for so many years. Since you have a request, so be it, let Xiaoyi be Xiaoyan's reading companion!"

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" Wang Fu quickly kowtowed to the man.

"Okay, go back!"

After hearing the man's words, Wang Fu quickly got up and ran back.

"Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi, don't go herding the sheep tomorrow! Go to the second master's house and read to Miss Yanyan." Wang Fu rushed to the room and saw half a chicken on the table, and Wang Yi was cleaning the garbage beside him.

After hearing Wang Fu's words, Wang Yi stopped sweeping the floor, and his leisurely days were coming to an end! I looked at Wang Fu, whose face was full of joy. There were still red and swollen wounds on his head from kowtow.

Wang Yi knew that he had no reason to refuse, so he sighed in his heart, but still pretended to be happy, "Really? That's great, thank you, dad!"

At night, Wang Fu slept with Wang Yi in his arms. The stubble on Wang Fu's face was a bit hard. The moonlight shone on Wang Fu's face through the window, and he could see that his face was full of smiles, and his wrinkles were rising.

It would be a while before dawn came, so Wang Fu packed his bags with ease, stood in front of the bed, and looked at Wang Yi carefully, "My little Yi is really cute. When he grows up, he will definitely bring disaster to many women!"

Wang Fu wanted to reach out and touch Wang Yi's face, but he couldn't bear to wake Wang Yi up. He retracted his outstretched hand, then turned and left, closing the door carefully.

Wang Yi looked at Wang Fu walking away and sighed softly. He grew up in an orphanage and didn't know what father's love was, and later he became accustomed to loneliness.

Now feeling Wang Fu's heavy but careful love, a warm current surges in my heart.

There was still half a chicken on the stove. Wang Yi also got up and finished the chicken. The cold chicken tasted even better in his mouth. Wang Yi wiped his face with the back of his hand, and a drop of crystal water appeared on his face. Wad across the cheek.

Wang Yi consciously experienced a lot of worlds, but this teardrop reminded him that he still had regrets!

After eating the chicken and hitting the Mountain Shaking Fist, Wang Yi has reached the third level. The guards in his house are no more than the second level, and the instructors in the martial arts hall are no more than the third level.

When Wang Yi becomes stronger, he will be more confident in doing other things.