save my poor little one

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After living her life again, she doesn't want or want to be that kind and weak Gu Rumeng who is bullied by others and can be thrown away everywhere. What she wants is the power to make others look at her intimidated. The name will strain the authority.

What she wants is for others not to dare to look directly at her face!

Saving Wen Ling was the most dangerous step she took, but it was also the best step that was most likely to gain the power she wanted.

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Wen Ling lived in the Gu family's old house. Ah Hong's illness came and went quickly, and she got better the next day. After learning that it was Wen Ling who carried Dr. Qi back to her for treatment, Wen Ling felt even worse. He was very grateful, and then with Gu Rumeng's acquiescence, he treated Wen Ling as a VIP.

As early as the age of 15, Gu Rumeng was admitted as a scholar. In August this year, it was time for the triennial provincial examination. Gu Rumeng, who was out of the filial piety period, also participated in the provincial examination at this time in her previous life, and then she became a person who cheated. people.

In this world, have fun.

After that, Gu Rumeng studied hard in the study, and Wen Ling worked hard in the main room.

Work hard?

[Wen Ling: I can't do it, I really can't do it! 】Wen Ling, who slumped on the chair in a casual posture, panted heavily.

[001: Host, persistence is victory!Persevere a little longer, and you will break through yourself again. 】

After 001 felt that Wen Ling almost knew the basics of modern times, he began to impart various practical fighting techniques to Wen Ling.

[No, if I continue to practice, I will go to the ground and sleep forever. 】Wen Ling's hands trembled, and he slowly poured himself a cup of tea, picked it up and took a sip.

[001: ...Have you forgotten the scene where you were hunted down?Learn one more set of kung fu, and increase the possibility of survival. 】

[Wen Ling: That's the original body, two fists are no match for four hands, and there are more than four hands chasing her...]

[001: Then how many rounds do you think you can walk in the hands of one of the men in black with your little hands and feet? 】

Wen Ling: ...

The original body is a person who likes to be chivalrous and righteous, but for some reason, she has practiced kung fu for many years, and she looks decent from a distance. Every time she has an actual battle, she is too weak. Even Qin Shao, the little general of the Qin family who taught her He didn't move her, and in the end he could only pull his hair frantically and leave.

But because of the gestures with the maids in the mansion, they didn't dare to do it, they pretended to lose every time, and other people outside were worried about her status as a maiden, so they often used various methods to lose their hands. All these made the original body inflated for a while, thinking that although he was not as good as his aunt Qin Shao, he should be a master.

So I ran away in the middle of the night on a whim, wanting to go out to fight for justice and walk the road of a knight.For a while, Yu Wang secretly hated that he didn't stop Yuan Shen from reading all kinds of folk martial arts novels, which led to a worldly daughter who didn't think about how to gain power or make friends with the world's nobles, but wanted to mingle with people in the world.

Fortunately, the original body only had such thoughts in his heart, and he still acted like a decent woman in front of outsiders.

King Yu knew about Yuan's escape, because he also let her know the dangers of the world and her own weakness, King Yu didn't stop him, but secretly arranged eight secret guards to protect her secretly, but unexpectedly He was ambushed by several men in black at Cen Shanling in Yizhou, and finally fell off the cliff.

Wen Ling: ...

[001: Host, you can beat Li Daniu and other local hooligans with your fists and kicks, but you can't even kill a man in black. You should practice hard to save your life in the future! 】

Silence, the main room in the west wing was silent.

Wen Ling raised his head and drank the tea in one gulp, then put the teacup heavily on the table with a "thump", stood back on the spot, put his hands on the ground, and did the push-ups again.

During this period of time, Wen Ling got up early every day before dawn and ran around the hill next to the Gu family's old house for half an hour. At the beginning, every time Wen Ling finished running, she felt that she was going to die here, with too much breath and too little breath.But after a long time, it obviously feels better.

Practice basic skills in the morning, and martial arts in the afternoon and evening. During the period, Ah Hong learned to swim with her, at least one more life-saving skill, so she won't be afraid of falling off a cliff in the future.

[001 Head full of black lines: Do you still want to fall off the cliff again? 】

I don't know if it's because of the increased training intensity. Wen Ling obviously feels that his body is much stronger than when he first wore it. The soft flesh on his body has begun to become a little firmer, and his stature has also gradually increased, attracting the slowly growing body. Gu Rumeng was very jealous.He also eats a lot, even more than Ah Hong. Gu Rumeng can eat one and a half bowls, and Wen Ling can eat three bowls.

"Ah Hong, do you have time now?" Wen Ling's voice sounded in the courtyard, and Ah Hong, who was sweeping the fallen leaves in the corner of the courtyard, looked at the sound, and saw Wen Ling standing in front of the main hall looking at her, dimly The candlelight from the candle shone on her handsome face, her expression was profound, and she was tall and tall.

Ah Hong involuntarily stood up straight, held the broom, and nodded, "Yes." The fallen leaves were almost swept away, so she was free.

Wen Ling walked towards Ah Hong, stood in front of the seemingly tall and strong Ah Hong, looked directly into her eyes, reached out and patted her on the shoulder, "Can you do two tricks with me? Flex your hands and feet?"

"No, Ah Hong is just a servant, how can we compete with Miss Ling." Ah Hong refused in shock when she heard the words. Counter move.

It's not that she boasted, she entered Gu's mansion because of her excellent skills. When she first came to Gu's village, she helped her miss beat up so many people who spoke bad words. Isn't it obvious to bully people?

Seeing Ah Hong's erratic eyes falling on her from time to time, Wen Ling felt a subtle feeling in his heart.

[001: Host, you have been underestimated. 】

[Wen Ling: What do you want to say? 】

001 relied on this host not knowing how to block it, so he became quite arrogant, and thought in Wen Ling's mind [Be despised, be despised...]

Wen Ling: I want to cut my head open and take out the zero and one inside to destroy it...

001: You are so naive, and I have no entity.

Wen Ling smiled and said: "Ah Hong, you and I are the most likely to compete here. If you don't accompany me, I have no choice but to find your lady. If your lady is so kind, she will definitely agree. Hey, it's just me There is no measure of strength, so what can I do if I hurt Miss Gu."

She didn't believe it, if Ah Hong, who was so protective of the Lord, agreed to fight her.

Sure enough, "Miss Ling, I offended you. I hope you will forgive me if I hurt you."

"Naturally, during the competition, injuries are unavoidable."

The two stood in the spacious front yard, and the night breeze blew gently, bringing a refreshing air. The hem of their clothes rose with the wind, and they bowed to each other with fists in their hands. Then Wen Ling took a small step back with his right foot, clenched Swinging his hands one after the other, he stared straight at Ah Hong who was opposite him with his feet half a foot apart, clenched fists with slightly blue veins.

The two looked at each other, the fighting spirit in their eyes grew stronger, and they both attacked forward. Ah Hong focused on the strength and location of each punch, while Wen Ling focused on the technique, followed by the strength of the punch.

When Ah Hong punched Wen Ling's chest fiercely, Wen Ling stepped aside, and then grabbed Ah Hong's right hand with his backhand, hooked Ah Hong's left leg with his right leg and threw it back, directly throwing Ah Hong Putting it down on the ground, a series of movements flowed smoothly and neatly.

Ah Hong, who fell to the ground, had a dull expression on her face. Is this the end of the competition?

In an instant, a slender, white hand with well-proportioned bones appeared in front of Ah Hong's eyes. Looking up along the hand, the corner of the owner's mouth raised, "Come on, continue."

"Puff", "Puff", "Pa"... various sounds resounded in the yard.

It caused Uncle Li and Gu Rumeng to come out and stand in front of the main hall to watch the discussion between the two below.

"Miss, it won't be good if you accidentally hurt someone." Uncle Li stomped his feet, rubbing his hands against each other vigorously, with a worried expression on his face.

Gu Rumeng leaned on the pillar in front of the main hall, watched Ah Hong being knocked down by Gu Rumeng again, shook his head and said with a smile: "The friendship between women is often developed through mutual exchange of ideas. They're all smiling."

Indeed, the fight between the two became smoother and smoother. Wen Ling was practicing the fighting skills he had learned for several months in real life, and Ah Hong was somewhat prepared for Wen Ling's unexpected move, so that it would not be as bad as it was at the beginning. If one move is overturned, it can be matched with two moves.

This is a woman, full of passion and full of vigor.

Gu Rumeng's fingers unconsciously picked at the robe on her body, she felt a little itchy, she hadn't touched anyone for a long time, she wondered if her skills had regressed now.

Gu Rumeng's skills are learned from the battlefield, from the enemy's hands, and from the pile of dead people.

But not yet, otherwise how would she explain to Uncle Li and Ah Hong, the two people who have been with her all this time, why a frail scholar actually has a good skill.

Moreover, this woman's kung fu boxing method seems to be a little strange, very ingenious, but I don't know if it is suitable for the battlefield.

Seeing that Ah Hong was pinned to the ground by Wen Ling's backhand, her face was blushing, and Wen Ling, who was full of blood, coughed twice, "Miss Ling, it's getting late, can you see if you need to go back to your room to rest?" ?”

"I'm sorry, it's been too long, I hope I haven't disturbed Miss Gu's study." Wen Ling cupped his hands to Gu Rumeng, but saw Gu Rumeng leaning slightly to avoid Wen Ling's cupping hands. A small guess flashed in his eyes and disappeared in an instant.

Looking at Wen Ling's leaving back, Gu Rumeng blinked slightly, did I expose?Probably not...

In the early morning of the next day, Wen Ling, who was wearing a bunt, planned to go for a run in the mountains as usual, but met an unexpected person at the door.

Looking at Gu Rumeng, who is neither tall nor short, has a slender figure, fair skin, and tied up her hair with a few threads. Even in a simple dark blue cotton short, she is still eye-catching.

"Miss Gu, are you?"

"The scene last night made my blood boil as I, who is also a woman, hope to learn a thing or two from Ms. Ling, and I hope Ms. Ling won't think I'm stupid."

Gu Rumeng must have a reason, a reason to practice skills.

"How come."

With Gu Rumeng's puzzled eyes, Wen Ling took her through a set of simple warm-up exercises before starting to run towards the mountain.

Gradually, Wen Ling felt something was wrong. After running for at least a quarter of an hour, even Wen Ling began to pant slightly, but when he turned his head and looked to the side, Gu Rumeng kept speeding, and his face was natural, but slightly rosier than before. Without a trace of wheezing.

[Wen Ling: Linglingyi, tell me, did Gu Rumeng cheat!Isn't she a frail scholar?Why are you so physically strong? 】

[001: Host, please wait a moment... Sorry for the host, the system cannot detect it. 】

Wen Ling: ...

Gu Rumeng didn't expect that when she was reborn, she hadn't formally trained herself, so her physical strength didn't drop much?Could it be God's generous gift to her?

Half an hour later, the two walked side by side on the country road.

"Thank you, Ms. Ling, for taking me to the run. I really feel that I feel much refreshed after the run." Gu Rumeng panted softly with a ruddy face.

"No... no need." Wen Ling tried to calm her breathing and heartbeat, listening to her panting, she instantly felt a sense of crisis.After running for several months, it was not as good as Gu Rumeng's first time running.

Originally, my speed should be slower, but looking at Gu Rumeng who seemed to have no pressure all the time, the strength of not admitting defeat came out from the bottom of my heart, and I tried my best to maintain the speed so as not to let it fall.

Then Gu Rumeng asked Wen Ling if he could teach her some of Wen Ling's so-called fighting skills.Faced with Gu Rumeng's soft request, Wen Ling nodded and agreed immediately for some reason, and also taught some methods of practicing basic skills and strength.

It's just that what's more mysterious is that Wen Ling hit each move twice in front of Gu Rumeng, and Gu Rumeng said it was okay.

Is it ok?

This is too powerful!Wen Ling sighed after seeing the same repetition between Gu Rumeng and Wen Ling when they fought.

Sometimes people are really incomparable...

The two unknowingly established a "teacher-student" relationship.

In another early morning, the two who were about to step into the courtyard door suddenly heard a baby voice.

"mother!"

The two looked towards the sound for an instant, and saw a delicate and lovely doll in a red brocade robe with a goat bun, rushing towards them.

Then he hugged Gu Rumeng's thigh, raised his head and blinked his big watery eyes and shouted to the confused Gu Rumeng: "Mom!"

Wen Ling beside him opened his eyes wide in surprise and opened his mouth.

Aren't you only seventeen?Just have a three-year-old daughter?

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【Happy Little Theater】

Wen Ling looked up to the sky and cried loudly: Woohoo, I just fell in love with you, and you just, you made me a one-year-old kid, I really made a mistake!Tell me, tell me, who is her father?

Gu Rumeng's face was full of black lines: My mother also wants to know who this little kid is?My mother is single, okay!

The little kid hugged Gu Rumeng's thigh to death, and opened his mouth: Mother, mother, mother!

Gu Rumeng pulled it away: Who is your mother? I was still playing with mud when I was 13 years old.

Wen Ling: ...

Thank you little cuties for reading, okay~~