"Hu...Hu..." The low and long breathing sound, accompanied by the white breath exhaled from the mouth, sounded at a certain rhythm, bringing a daily essential noise to the woods that had just dawned.

I saw a young man of fifteen or sixteen, wearing a thin coat on his somewhat weak figure.

The boy was constantly repeating some simple movements, steps, arms and figures, moving in a very skillful and coordinated manner.

An ordinary iron sword in his hand, such as horizontal slashing, slashing, and stinging, all kinds of basic sword moves, gave people a sense of conciseness and stability under the practice of this young man's thin body.

At this time, the boy's clothes were already wet. I don't know if it was because the fog in the morning was too heavy or the sweat beads that had already dripped from the boy's forehead.

But with the dawn morning light, you can see the long white air exhaled from the boy's mouth and the faint water vapor vaguely evaporated from his body.

The dozen clear footprints that stepped out of the ground meant that the young man had been here for a long time. And these almost overlapping footprints, the efforts and achievements revealed in them, were unknown how much time the young man spent practicing.

"Cough...cough...cough...cough..." However, after a while, the boy, who was originally very calm in his steps and body, suddenly squatted on the ground and coughed quietly.

"Is it time again?" The boy squatted on the ground with his body in his arms, as if he was enduring some pain, but he whispered in a very calm and helpless manner.

The boy seemed to have been accustomed to his sudden abnormal situation. He squatted on the ground skillfully, trying hard to regulate his breathing, enduring the pain from the spiritual veins in his body, and made unbearable low hums from his mouth from time to time.

The pain lasted for a stick of incense. After the spiritual vein stopped causing great pain, the young man sat cross-legged and started to activate the weak spiritual power in his body to calm the fluctuations in his body.

After another stick of incense, the young man let out a long breath and put away his skills. After feeling his own condition, he lay on the ground, savoring the process of today's practice, and preparing to take the opportunity to take a break.

As the sun slowly rose, this originally quiet forest began to become noisy.

However, among these sounds, the sound of steady breathing, simple and powerful wielding swords and dancing fists and feet has never stopped.

"Mu Li, it's you again. You trash really like to do useless work!" Suddenly, a somewhat tender boy's voice sounded, breaking the calm here and interrupting the boy's practice.

The boy named Mu Li hidly and put away the iron sword he waved in his hand, turned around and looked at the boy who was slowly walking over. There was no surprise in his expression, as if he had known it for a long time.

"Why, I don't answer my words now. Do you know that I will give up after being taught a lesson or that I am waiting for me?" The young man in the gorgeous clothes walked out was about fifteen years old, but his expression was a little joking, just like a child who found a fun toy.

"Mu Yan, what are you going to do?" Mu Li said in a mute tone.

"What are you doing? You trash, aren't you good at practicing the moves? The master asked us to learn from you, so I naturally came to you to learn." Mu Yan came to Mu Li, moved his hands and feet, and said jokingly.

Seeing Mu Yan's malicious appearance, Mu Li still looked calm and said in a indifferent tone: "You just want to beat me up. I'm saying so much, but I don't look like you."

"If you want to be beaten, come. Sister Xiaoyu will come soon. If you don't want to be beaten up by her, hurry up." Mu Li took a simple position, waved to Mu Yan, and said.

When Mu Yan heard the name Mu Li said, he felt a little scared when he remembered his previous experience, but he thought of the things he had on weekdays. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and snorted: "Hmph, don't scare me with Mu Xiaoyu. In the Mu family, do you want to compete with us as an outsider and a waste? What can you do if you are crippled?"

Just after saying that, Mu Yan moved his body and quickly slapped out his hand, directly hitting Mu Li.

However, although Mu Yan looked indifferent, he was still afraid of Miss Xiaoyu in Mu Li's mouth, and the attack in his hand couldn't help but relax a little.

"Ba...bha...bha..." Mu Yan's quick attacks were all counteracted by Mu Li's simple and skillful blocking. In the quiet air, only a few clean and simple sounds of hitting were left.

When Mu Yan saw his attack being easily stopped, he was unhappy and wanted to use Mu Li to relieve his anger. He suddenly became even more irritable and growled: "Damn guy, no matter how good the moves are, the waste is just a waste."

With a little deeper body, Mu Yan's attack suddenly became even more fierce, and a slight sound of scraping through the air could be heard.

The counterattack in Mu Li's hand was still simple and simple, but it was not as effective as before. Even if it hit Mu Yan's wrist, the power of the early stage of the Spiritual Puppet would be affected by the strength of the Mu Yan's spiritual Puppet in the middle stage, and the originally stable body began to loosen.

This is Mu Li’s biggest flaw. He has practiced at the age of ten and has passed five springs and autumns. He is almost the hardest-working junior of the Ye family, and his strength is still in the early stage of the spiritual disciple.

Those who are a little lazy like Mu Yan have reached the middle stage early, and some older ones have even entered the late stage of the Spiritual Enlightenment and have begun to prepare for the advancement of the Earth Spiritual Enlightenment.

As Mu Li, who has the best mastery of moves among the Mu family and even among the young people in Nanmu City, has some chance of winning against Mu Yan, who is in the middle stage of the Lingtu period.

However, this must not be done.

If you hurt yourself, these guys with your parents will be warned verbally at most. If you cause any injuries to them, not only yourself, but also your sister Xiaoyu and Qingyue's mother will be secretly made difficult by their elders.

Therefore, in the face of the bullying of these Mu family juniors in their daily lives, Mu Li has long been accustomed to it and decided to endure it. Anyway, he is a half-waste person and can no longer cause trouble for Miss Xiaoyu.

After a while, Mu Li, who was bound by his hands and feet, was attacked by Mu Yan. He suddenly hit several palms on the boy's somewhat thin body, and hit Mu Li to the ground.

However, it seemed that she really took into account the fact that Miss Xiaoyu was in Mu Li's mouth. Mu Yan's attack was relieved a lot. In addition, Mu Li skillfully adjusted his body, so he did not leave any serious injuries, but only a few more bruises were added.

He stepped on Mu Li's body, swept away Mu Yan's unhappy before, and said jokingly: "Did you see the waste? No matter how hard you work, you can't compare to us. No matter how good the moves are, you must have strength."

Mu Li didn't say anything because he knew that these guys would leave after venting. This was a routine, and there was no need to cause trouble for himself.

Seeing Mu Li who had been silent, Mu Yan quickly lost interest in continuing and said boredly: "Hmph, you are really useless, are you not even using resistance? You are so bored."

Taking into account Mu Li as half of the Mu family, and the late-stage sister of the Spiritual Puppet behind him, Mu Yan did not continue in the end. He patted his still clean trousers, turned around and left in a good mood.

After Mu Yan left, Mu Li stood up from the ground, rubbed his aching body, and skillfully slapped the dust on his body.

The footprints on the clothes were constantly rubbing so that they could not see what they had before.

Looking at the boy's skillful movements, I think I have encountered this kind of experience many times. However, the boy's eyes were clear and he didn't look like he was hit at all.

"Hu...huh..." Soon, a rhythmic low breathing sounded again in the woods, and Mu Li began to practice various dismantling moves again.

What Mu Li didn't know was that everything before was seen by a girl in the distance.

The girl in simple clothes was clutched by the angry little hands. The strong anger made her body and the bamboo basket tremble slightly. The aura emitted by her body was even stronger than Mu Yan in the middle stage of the Spiritual Envoy.

However, the girl did not take action in the end. Seeing Mu Yan leave, Mu Li skillfully hid the traces of being bullied.

The girl turned around and leaned against the tree trunk, looked at her raised palm with some remorse, slowly holding it up, forcing herself to endure it, and her originally angry eyes became firmer.

Looking at Mu Li's thin body, rooting there like a green pine, constantly repeating and modifying his moves, the girl smiled slightly.

After Mu Li practiced for a while, the girl slowly walked out from behind the tree and walked slowly along a path.

Mu Li, who was originally practicing attentively, closed his solid steps after hearing the subtle footsteps and looked at the person who came.

"Sister Xiaoyu." A cry of surprise from the innocent boy sounded. Mu Li, who showed a smile, ran towards the girl with a light body.

A crisp snap of fingers sounded on Mu Li's forehead.

The girl suddenly made a move, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, and gently flicked Mu Li's forehead, and said in a fury: "You little guy, you came to train so early, so I want to bring you breakfast again. Don't you know if you go home for dinner!"

"Hehehe." Mu Li looked at the girl's kind smile and just smiled. He was like an ordinary child who was spoiled by his sister, not at all calm, cold and mature as before.

"Okay, let's have a meal. Remember to go home for dinner next time, otherwise I will have to repair you well." Mu Xiaoyu patted Mu Li kindly, said with great concern, and handed the bamboo basket in her hand forward.

"Well, thank you Miss Xiaoyu." Mu Li immediately took the bamboo basket and said.

Simple rice porridge, ordinary steamed buns, and pickled vegetables made by my mother themselves are all ordinary meals.
Chapter completed!