Thousands Of Hearts

Go home after school.

Wang Xiaosu carried his schoolbag and pulled up the little pink skirt to cover his exposed legs.

She got on the bus, sat silently by the window, looking at the cultivation people passing by.

When the car reached the station, she slowly got off.

Standing at the gate of the community, she tightened the strap of her schoolbag and walked into the gate silently.

Go up the elevator, press down on the floor, and then, like many days, take out the key at the door to open the door.

ka-cha.

The anti-theft door pops open automatically, and there is a smell of cooking inside.

"Susu, get ready to eat soon. Just waiting for you." Mother was sitting on the sofa knitting a sweater.

Dad is cooking in the kitchen wearing an apron.

This scene has always been a long-lasting picture in Wang Xiaosu's memory.

It seems to have been like this since five years ago.

Go to school every day, after school, and then go home for dinner.

My father basically cooks the meals, and my mother weaves things on the sidelines.

Since my father lost money in his business a few years earlier, he has washed his hands and withdrew from the rivers and lakes.

Now I am looking for a job outside, occasionally traveling on business, but staying at home most of the time.

Mother opened a fabric shop of her own, selling some hand-knitted clothes, shoes and socks in it.

This is her home, ordinary and warm.

Wang Xiaosu has always been proud of the peace and gentleness of his family.

She has always felt that she is a very happy person.

She always felt that she would just go on quietly and flatly until she went to high school and college.

Just, today.

Until today.

Up to now, she is still thinking about everything she encountered just after school.

She sat on the seat, wiped her hands with a wet towel, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Parents started chatting again about the fun things they heard recently, or the trivial neighbours, or the anecdotes in the shop.

Under the table, the old black cat lazy Yangyang meows a few times, waiting for someone to feed him after eating.

Wang Xiaosu was eating silently.

"I'm full. Dad, mother, I want to go shopping later." She opened the mouth and said as usual.

"Well, go early and return early, you must go home before dark." father Wang Yiyang warned repeatedly.

"Got it." Wang Xiaosu nodded.

She quickly went to the bedroom, changed her clothes, then tied her long hair into a high ponytail, young and vigorously picked up the small phone and rushed out of the house.

"My name is Wang Xiaosu, I was born in an ordinary family. I heard my mother said that my family used to be very rich, but I lost a lot later."

"But it doesn’t matter, the distance I'm too far away."

"I like to draw, I like to draw villains in notebooks. I like to go secretly to watch the handsome guys in the school fight club wrestling."

"Hot blood The collision with passion, the communication between muscles and muscles. This is light that will never go out of style!"

"I like to incorporate such light into my paintings."

"But, this kind of interest continues until today. I met someone..."

More than ten minutes later.

Wang Xiaosu gasping for breath came to an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.

She walked slowly into the warehouse with her chest rising and falling.

In the middle of the warehouse, a tall and sturdy man with muscular knots is sitting.

The man's beard and hair are all white, his eyes are still like a lion, and his hair is scattered on his head, exuding a ferocious beast-like spirit.

"Are you here?" The man lifts the head, his eyes fixed on Wang Xiaosu. There was peace, softness, and nostalgia in his eyes.

"You, okay?" Wang Xiaosu looked at the man's missing leg and hand, feeling a little scared.

But the nature of kindness still made her ask.

"Well, it's okay, just get used to it." The man replied calmly.

He stared at the little girl opposite.

"Didn't expect, my last choice, Chen Yuehao, is actually an ordinary little girl? He he he..."

He lowered his head, showing a trace of sadness.

A few years ago, when he was still in Peak, he found the best fortune teller at the time.

The fortune-teller told him that when he was at the lowest point in his life, moved towards one direction non-stop.

Run until the last strength is exhausted.

At that time, he will meet his real hope.

At that time, he gave that person a large sum of money because of this answer.

Then the other party disappeared second day.

This makes him obviously think he has been deceived.

A few years later, he failed in the fight and suffered heavy losses.

At the last moment of desperate desperation, he remembered what the fortune teller said.

So following instinct, rushing all the way, until exhaustion, get rid of all the killers.

Then stopped on the side of the street.

At that time, he met Wang Xiaosu.

Everyone on the street, no one stopped because of him.

Only Wang Xiaosu, carrying a small schoolbag, walked up to him and gently put down a can of pure milk.

At that time, there was an inexplicable touch in his heart, so he left a message for her to come here again.

This is a test, a test.

He himself didn't expect that the other party would risk a stranger and really come.

But as a result, she really came.

"Sure enough, fortune-telling and other things are deceptive..." Chen Yuehao felt bitter in his heart.

In fact, he knew a long time ago that the fortune-teller is a liar, but people will never give up a fluke until the last moment.

He looked at the dazed little girl in front of him.

This little girl seems to be thirteen-fourteen years old. She has a pure appearance and a very well-developed body. She already has a large scale on her chest.

The skin is also delicate and fair.

These conditions are really good if they are replaced by aesthetics.

But if you want to inherit everything about him, it is all unqualified.

All the advantages have become disadvantages.

The dísciple he once taught is far more than the little girl in front of him.

Unfortunately, there is only one who is still willing to stand in front of him.

Chen Yuehao suppressed his disappointment and flashed his life through his heart.

He has been brilliant, succeeded, failed, and finally fell to the bottom.

And now, he is just a cripple. The waste who lost everything.

"hehe...Forget it, now, what else can I pick."

He believes that Innate Skill is excellent, trying to create a one of his own Era.

But unfortunately, destiny plays with people.

He was betrayed by the person he believed most, and you can't guard against it and fell to the bottom.

Up to now, after realizing that Wang Xiaosu is an ordinary child.

His last fluke was finally desperate.

Instead, it is plain and sad.

"Girl." He lifts the head, speaking in an inexplicable tone.

"Do you want to learn Martial Dao?"

"Yes!" Wang Xiaosu nodded. "Are you very difficult to deal with?"

"I'm not good." Chen Yuehao shook his head, "If I'm good, I won't become what I am now. Then would you still learn from me?"

"Learning." Wang Xiaosu felt that this person had an expert temperament.

"But my aptitude may not be very good." She hesitated and added a sentence.

"It's okay." Chen Yuehao already doesn't care anymore.

No need to think about revenge, he just wants to inherit his art industry.

Don't let your life's hard work disappear in the world.

"I haven't taught anyone, maybe I'm not a good teacher either." Chen Yuehao said softly.

"I will study seriously." Wang Xiaosu said seriously. Only the powerful muscles in her eyes.

Chen Yuehao didn't speak any more, just laughed.

He tried to take a new path with Martial Dao.

Unfortunately, he failed.

Perhaps, maybe in the future, there will be new people and new geniuses who will step on this road again.

They followed suit, giving up everything, trying to rush out of new hope.

But no matter if anyone succeeds in the future, now, he does his best.

"Then, let's learn what strength is first."

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Wang Yiyang cuts the cucumber seriously.

His cucumber slices are a bit crooked and uneven in thickness. Obviously the sword is not good.

If someone takes a closer look at his pupils, he can find that his eyes are blank, and his mind has completely gone to where he does not know.

In fact, Wang Yiyang has been cultivating the moral immortal record while practicing the comet layer Perception training method.

In the past few years, after trying hard to practice, he finally integrated the comet-layer Perception training method into his life.

In this way, no matter what he does, he will instinctively operate this Perception training method.

This is equivalent to exercising Perception all the time.

In the past few years, he has only recently succeeded in incorporating moral immortality into his instinct.

It makes him walk, sit, sleep, and run the moral immortal record all the time.

This is his fleshy body, reaching Level 9. The Golden Core has been completed, and only then have the confidence to do so.

Change to other people, just to run the exercise method and moral immortal record, the consciousness and energy needed to consume are far from enough.

Only the Golden Core has been completed, the physical fitness is perfectly locked, and the consciousness and energy are greatly increased.

Wang Yiyang can support such abnormal operations.

The result of integrating the two cultivation methods is that his daily life has been slightly affected.

In the past few years, he has suppressed all his minions, recuperated, and stayed incognito.

It completely disappeared from public view.

The effect is really good.

His life is better guaranteed in terms of safety.

Almost everyone outside has forgotten him.

Meister has long been a thing of the past. Wang Yiyang turned completely behind the scenes.

Everyone thinks that he has really fallen, and Essence, Qi, and Spirit have collapsed.

This is what he wants to achieve.

The deeper you hide, the more you can protect the safety of those around you.

No one will stare at him anytime and anywhere, no one will plot against him because of interest, and no one will be thinking about him all the time because of hatred.

No one will deliberately approach him because of his power.

This is peace.

At least before he becomes a star noble, it is best to keep this state as much as possible.

After cutting the vegetables, Wang Yiyang pours the cucumber into the pot and stir-fry.

Then pick up the phone, find some encrypted information in a pile of junk messages, and check it carefully.

'Snow pulled into the hunting bow Mecha Master Academy, continued to study, and is still preparing for the promotion to Level 9 Perception. '

'Klin is still the same, with another female Mecha Master. It is said that domestic violence is frequent. '

'The Hopsman tutor is still the same, teaching several batches of new students. He still lives in seclusion in his small courtyard. '

'The hunting bow broke out again in a large-scale civil war, with heavy casualties. Because the casualties were too great, they were in peace talks with the forces on the channel. '

Several messages from far away are constantly being decompiled and deciphered in Wang Yiyang's mind for reading and comprehension.

His hand does not stop.

I quickly made three dishes and put them on the table.

Then he took off his apron, he sat in a chair and waited quietly for Su Xiaoxiao and his daughter to come back for dinner.

"I'm back!" Wang Xiaosu rushed into the door first.

The little fellow hurriedly put down his schoolbag, picked up the bowl and quickly digged a few bowls, turned and ran.

"Father, I went out to play!"

Boom.

The door is closed.

It only took five minutes from coming back to closing the door and leaving.

Wang Yiyang didn't say anything, just bowed his head and continued to eat silently.

Soon, Su Xiaoxiao also came back.

"Where is Susu?" Su Xiaoxiao asked in confusion.

"Going out again."

"What the hell is she doing these days? Why come back so late every day?" Su Xiaoxiao dissatisfied.

"The child is old, and eventually he has his own secret. We must learn to respect her." Wang Yiyang replied.

"I know, it just feels uncomfortable..." Su Xiaoxiao helplessly.

"Okay, okay, the child is older and has his own little privacy, isn't it normal?" Wang Yiyang comforted.

"I know..."

"Okay, sit down and eat."

"Um."

In recent days, Wang Xiaosu basically went out after eating dinner every day, and his energy was obviously strong.

Seems to be exercising.