Master Xiuxian in the City

"Although Lin Mu had never practiced martial arts before, he had been seriously injured before and almost died because of it."

"After being dying, my physical fitness has increased inexplicably, and it can be compared with those wizards who have practiced for ten years. It is really a blessing to survive!"

Lu Shouyang seemed very excited. "Although we have not found out the reason, it is an indisputable fact that Lin Mu is suitable for martial arts, so I introduced him to the Baolong regiment. I did not expect that in such a short period of time, I can now have Such awesome power! "

"This blow is so great, I haven't been able to return to my mind until now, it is incredible!"

Ding Han closed his open mouth and shook his head with a bitter smile.

"It's the same for me. Today, I really learned that. Is this really a genius? Usually those can only be regarded as good talents, right?"

Jiang Chu also smiled helplessly, and gave up his intention to compare with Lin Mu. People are more popular than death. The ancients did not bully me!

"This mission was a complete success. Luo Huafu has returned to Huaxia, and the Haoyu Consortium's relocation work is also being carried out in an orderly and orderly manner. Although members who have been sent to perform the mission have suffered severe injuries, fortunately, there is no danger of death. . "

"I'm very satisfied with the operation above! Lin Mu, you go back and rest for a few days first, and I will inform you to discuss other matters at that time."

Lu Shouyang blinked and said to Lin Mu with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll go back first and let me know when something happens."

Lin Mu and the three said goodbye and couldn't wait to return to their home. For a while, the three daughters of Song Yuru still had a little strange thought in their hearts. They shook their heads helplessly, and they seemed to be really a big carrot!

"Yu Ru, Zi Xi, Xuan Rong, I'm back!"

At the door of the taxi, Lin Mu took out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to the driver. He didn't even need a change. He opened the door and quickly entered the house, yelling as he walked.

"Amu? Are you back?"

Lin Mu, who was still changing slippers, heard a hoarse response from the living room. The sound seemed to be Song Yuru's voice. I didn't know how it would turn into this, and hurried to pull the slippers into the living room.

Song Yuru, wearing pajamas, was lying on the sofa watching TV languidly. There was no sound on the TV, and the video was constantly changing. Looking at Song Yuru again, his face was a little pale, and his lips were cracking. .

"What's wrong, Yu Ru?"

Lin Mu squatted by the sofa, reached out and touched Song Yuru's forehead, then grabbed her wrist and began to pulse.

"It's nothing, cough! It's just a cold. Auntie is here. Her body is relatively weak. She may have been cold the day before yesterday. Just rest for a few days."

Song Yuru coughed, her eyebrows suddenly wrinkled slightly, and her throat hurt when she coughed.

"Why so stupid, won't you go to the hospital?"

Lin Mu immediately reproached.

"It's a three-drug poison. It's better not to take medicine or not to take medicine. Colds are just a minor illness, so it's better to rest and drink more water."

Song Yuru smiled weakly.

"You are not an ordinary cold, you are already suffering from a severe cold. In addition, during the menstrual period, your body is already weak and so stubborn!"

Lin Mu angrily nodded Song Yuru's forehead, and when he stretched his left hand, he touched it into the pajamas, then pushed the pajamas up, exposing a flat belly and a cute little navel.

"Yeah! What are you doing?"

Song Yuru was startled, and suddenly covered his stomach shyly.

"Help you heal! Do you still want to cough like this for a few days?"

Lin Mu suddenly looked speechless. "Did you all get sick like this, and I still have to eat tofu? Even if you want to eat, you have to wait until you are sick, and eat it when you have no strength!"

"Hate! Who's going to mess with you!"

Song Yuru whispered, a flush appeared on his face.

Taking away the hand that was blocked on the lower abdomen, Lin Mu rubbed his palms, and a gentle heat was immediately transmitted from the palm of his hand. Then a small group of swirling air mass gathered between the two palms. Song Yuru was surprised when he saw it. I thought Lin Mu went to the United States and learned something special!

Before she could react, Lin Mu pressed her palms gently against her lower abdomen, and the swirling air mass slowly entered Song Yuru's abdomen, turning into countless heat flows around the viscera. .

There is no pain in the imagination, but the entire abdomen seems to be soaked in warm water. The warm feeling no longer has a slight tingling sensation in the cold lower abdomen. More magical things have appeared. Song Yuru's complexion is rapidly changing. .

The complexion that was pale due to illness is now gradually rosy, and the lips are refilled with plump blood. The original sickness of a sick person has returned to normal.

Song Yuru naturally didn't know all this yet, and now she was immersed in Lin Mu's comfortable treatment. This feeling was so good that she didn't want to stop at all.

"Are you better?"

Looking at Song Yuru's look of enjoyment, Lin Mu asked with a smile.

"Well, it's much more comfortable, and it feels better than before I was sick."

Song Yuru opened her eyes and said blushingly.

This is because Lin Mu has stimulated her blood circulation, and most diseases are caused by poor blood circulation, such as Song Yuru's situation at present.

"Don't you have dysmenorrhea when you come to Auntie?"

Lin Mu suddenly turned his head and asked.

"Well, sometimes, what's wrong?"

Song Yuru asked shyly.

"I have already cured it for you. There are several meridians in the abdomen that are blocked. I will pass them through without any trouble.

Lin Mu smiled slightly.

"Amu, why are you doing this? What was the same thing just now?"

Song Yuru remembered that amazing scene just now, and asked curiously.

"Well, that's the anger in the martial arts movies you watch every day!"

Lin Mu smiled dumbly.

"Infuriating! Is there really infuriating ?!"

Song Yuru grew up with a small mouth in surprise.

"Of course, Zi Xi has cultivated Zhen Qi, but she should not be able to release Zhen Qi from her body yet."

Lin Mu nodded his head, and his whole life was full of evil thoughts, and he grinned suddenly: "Why don't I wear a bra at home?

"Sagging is drooping, anyway, you are going to sag anyway. What's the matter?"

Song Yuru shook his head shyly.

"That can't be said, it's well protected, it can be strong for many years, I will do a massage breast enhancement exercise, would you like to try?"

Lin Mu smiled.

"No! I hate it!"

"cough!"

There was a sudden cough in the back.

Looking back, it turned out that Ling Xuanrong was standing at the stairs on the second floor. I didn't know how long they had watched the two. After seeing this unsightly scene, I couldn't help but cough, reminding them that it was under broad daylight. .

"Xuan Rong, don't say anything when you come."

Lin Mu turned his head, pulled out Song Yuru's pajamas without any trace, and looked at Ling Xuanrong with a smile and asked.

"How dare I squeak! Isn't that disturbing your two-person world?"

Ling Xuanrong gave Lin Mu a white look and said angrily.

"Hey, but you bothered!"

Lin Mu laughed and looked at Ling Xuanrong jokingly.

"Slick mouth! Why did you go back to the United States when I went to the United States? It seems that the foreign culture is open and taught you badly. Did you go to the younger sister abroad?"

Ling Xuanrong came over and sat on the sofa next to Song Yuru.

"Why, I'm going to do things, not travel, how can there be little sisters who are vacant abroad!"

Lin Mu quickly clarified.

"I don't believe you if you look serious!"

Ling Xuanrong made a face, turned to look at Song Yuru, and suddenly opened her mouth in surprise. "Yu Ru, are you ill?"

"Well, Amu gave me a treatment just now. It's much better."

At the moment Song Yuru's complexion was completely rosy, delicate and shiny. It was just like two people just now. No wonder Ling Xuanrong would be surprised.

"Treatment? Amu touched your chest and healed your illness?"

Ling Xuanrong looked at the two suspiciously at a glance. She was too late just to see Lin Mu's **** move.

"what!"

"I'm dizzy!"

Song Yuru and Lin Mu were speechless at the same time, but Lin Mu's cheeks were getting thicker and thicker, it didn't matter, Song Yuru was blushing and wanted to bleed blood, and patted Ling Xuanrong lightly.

"Amu helped me sort out the meridians with my qi just now. Not only did I have a bad cold, but even my dysmenorrhea was cured by Amu!"

After a little excuse, Song Yuru's voice was getting quieter.

"What? Infuriating? Yuru, you don't look back, but people are already confused?"

Ling Xuanrong quickly reached out and touched Song Yuru's forehead, and then touched his forehead, and found that Song Yuru was really hot.

"Stupid! Yu Ru was shy, and she had a fever on her face!"

Lin Mu could not stand it anymore. He took Ling Xuanrong's hand and smiled.

"Amu, are you really angry?"

Ling Xuanrong looked suspiciously at Lin Mu, who was sitting on the floor near the sofa.

"What is true qi, true qi is not a martial art, but an energy that can be drawn from the air to a certain degree."

Lin Mu shook his head, explained it slightly, and then stretched out his palms in front of Ling Xuanrong. With a thought, a small group of air flow suddenly appeared in his palm.

When Ling Xuanrong curiously stretched out her fingers and poked at the endless stream of air, a loud shout came from the stairs.

"Xuan Rong! Can't touch!"

Ye Zixi walked up the stairs from a staircase and reached out and patted Ling Xuanrong's finger that was about to come in contact with Qi.

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