The Beginning of Douluo I am a little beggar

[Mo Han, you have to do something every day!You always eat and use me.Doesn't your conscience hurt? 】

After hearing this, Leng Mohan snorted coldly, "No, unless you send me back!"

[This... forget it, let's do it! 】

Leng Mohan began to skillfully use the meditation taught by his teacher. Leng Mohan felt that a part of his body was sealed by a powerful seal. He wanted to try this seal, but when he was about to make contact, the seal backfired. .

"Fuck!" Leng Mohan spit out a mouthful of blood, his body began to tremble unconsciously, and his hands also trembled.

[Don’t touch it for the time being, practice your sword first! 】

Leng Mohan was a little surprised when he heard the system's slightly concerned tone.

As soon as Leng Mohan summoned Bichen, he felt the weight of Bichen's kindness.

The hilt of Bichen's sword was as cold as a piece of steel, and the hilt was engraved with uneven and simple patterns.

"It's so beautiful!" Leng Mohan gently stroked Bichen.

Leng Mohan looked at the awkward scabbard and took it off.

Unexpectedly, Bichen took off the scabbard and became heavier than before.

"Fuck me!" Leng Mohan looked at Bichen and held Bichen in disbelief. Who knew that Leng Mohan's strength could not move Bichen at all.

[You...your strength is too weak now]

Leng Mohan always felt like the system was laughing at him when he listened to it.But he has no evidence.

It is a slender sword edge as crystal clear as ice.The hilt of the sword is forged from pure silver that has been refined through secret methods. The sword body is extremely thin, clear and transparent, exuding the cold air of ice and snow, but cutting iron like mud, so the whole sword looks light and airy, as if it has an air of immortality. In fact, it is so heavy that ordinary people cannot even wield it. (popular science)

Leng Mohan started to stand on his head again under the supervision of the system, but this time it lasted for two hours.

"Damn, it's so boring!" Leng Mohan stood on his head and was bored to death.

[Then let me show you some clips of Lan Wangji’s battle! 】

A scene suddenly appeared in front of Leng Mohan's eyes, it was Lan Wangji!

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Leng Mohan looked at the time and saw that it was almost time to cook.

Leng Mohan looked at Na'er playing with the rabbit and smiled fondly.But after laughing, Leng Mohan felt like he was going to die.

As a result, I waited for a long time and didn't hear the system's warning sound.

"Brother!" Na'er looked at Leng Mohan coming out and hugged Leng Mohan's waist happily.

"Na'er, please wait here for a moment!" Leng Mohan took off Na'er's hand.

very pitiful!

Leng Mohan's life is probably: wake up, go to class, stand on his head, cook, stand on his head, cook, stand on his head, and sleep! (Uuuuuuuuuuah, so pitiful!)

Three years later... (Ho ho ho, three years later)

Leng Mohan's appearance has begun to mature a bit, and his figure has become taller (for Na'er).

The original height of 1.2 meters has now exceeded 1.4 meters. Because of the handstand, I look fat when I take off my clothes, but I look thin when I wear clothes.

Tang Wulin looked at Leng Mohan and said, "Hanguangjun, why are you getting more and more beautiful?" Hanguangjun was the nickname given to Leng Mohan by his teachers and classmates at Hongshan College.

"Tang Wulin!" Leng Mohan looked at Tang Wulin who was about to kiss him on the face, and silently clenched his fists.

"Ah? Oh! Ahem, which college do you study in?" After hearing this, Tang Wulin immediately stayed away from Leng Mohan.

"I don't know!" Leng Mohan looked at Tang Wulin with a dark face. This guy is always so...

"Ah? I really wish I was in the same school as you!" Tang Wulin looked at Leng Mohan in fantasy, with a look of infatuation on his face.

In this school, almost most of the girls sent love letters to Leng Mohan. Leng Mohan rejected them all, thinking: Little brat, you know nothing!

There were a few boys among them. These boys were tampering with Leng Mohan, but they were finally beaten by Leng Mohan before they could live in peace.

After school

Arriving at the school gate, Leng Mohan did not leave in a hurry, but stood waiting outside the school gate.

Not long after, a silver light ran out from the comprehensive teaching building.

"Na'er!" Leng Mohan said helplessly as he looked at Na'er who was hugging him.

Na'er still has short silver hair. Three years have passed, but she has not changed much. She has only grown a little taller than before. She is still so beautiful and cute. She is simply a little loli who has not grown up.

The girls passing by looked at Na'er with jealous faces, wishing to tear Na'er off Leng Mohan's body.

"Brother, let's go!" Na'er took Leng Mohan's hand.

"Well" Leng Mohan took Na'er's little hand and walked home.

Na'er's beauty makes her female classmates jealous, and also arouses the curiosity of her male classmates.For this reason, Leng Mohan often got into fights with others.Several times he was blocked by a group of male classmates. Leng Mohan gave them a few lessons and left.

Leng Mohan arrived home, cooked a few dishes, handed them to Na'er, and then returned to the house.

"System, sign in!" Leng Mohan said habitually.

【Ding!Reward for success in handstand for X years: forehead wiping]

"What the hell, system, what do you mean?" After hearing this, Leng Mohan couldn't help it anymore.

[Um, don’t worry! 】

"I'm giving you a chance." Leng Mohan almost hit his face on the ground just now.

[This has bonuses: defense and soul enhancement]

"Defense means that it is more resistant to tossing than the original clothes. What about ascending the soul?" Leng Mohan changed his right hand and started to stand on one hand.

[Improving soul power is almost the same as meditation]

"I understand, it's still useful!" Leng Mohan felt much better after hearing this, but thinking about having to wear a forehead wipe every day, he doubted whether his appearance would be lowered.

Leng Mohan finished standing on his head before Na'er opened the door.

Na'er curiously looked at the forehead wipe in Leng Mohan's hand and was a little surprised.

Under the urging of the system, Leng Mohan tied a forehead wipe on his forehead.

Na'er climbed onto the bed and looked at Mo Mo's forehead curiously, reaching out her hand to touch it.

【warn!warn! 】

Leng Mohan looked at the little hand getting closer and closer and stood up suddenly.

"Brother, what is that?" Na'er looked at Mo Mo's forehead curiously.

"This is a forehead wiping thing, used to restrain oneself!" Leng Mohan explained patiently.

"Then why can't I touch it?" Na'er looked at Leng Mohan pitifully.

"The forehead wipe cannot be removed at will, it cannot be touched by others, it cannot be put on other people's heads, and it cannot be taken off by others." Leng Mohan explained patiently.

"There are also people who are not destined to remove their foreheads, and there is no need to discipline them in front of the one they love!" Leng Mohan said with a blushing face.

"Ah? There are so many rules!" Na'er frowned.

"Go to sleep!" Leng Mohan looked at Na'er and covered her with a quilt.

"Brother always has a cool sandalwood scent!" Na'er said with a smile as she smelled the scent of Leng Mohan.