"Do you know this?" Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows gently.

"Grandpa told me so much."

"You only have so few clues, how can you find your enemy?" Mo Liancheng asked.

Qiqi replied with a gaze, "Great Grandpa said, you will have a way to find them."

The old man's plan was so good. His great-grandson took care of him and his enemies also found him. In the end, should he help punish the evil people and come to a police officer and punish the evil? Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows, "I will do everything. Should you take revenge or me?"

Qiqi obviously stagnated for a moment, "You took me to take revenge!"

Mo Liancheng was funny and looked at his thin little body with disgust, "If you want to take revenge, you want to raise your body well. A person who can blow down with a gust of wind will only implicate me even if I have me in it!"

Mo Liancheng's words decided that Qiqi's revenge plan would be temporarily put on hold.

So Qiqi started to practice martial arts in the big house and also started to study.

Master Qiqi himself is a literate person. Over the years, he has taught Qiqi to recognize words. Therefore, Qiqi's talent is still recognized in studying.

Qiqi's performance is a bit unsatisfactory if he only practices martial arts.

Although he had a good bones, but for some reason, he couldn't even stably even the most basic horse. Qu Tan'er spent a lot of time asking people to make delicious food and drink every day. After a few days, the little boy's flesh was getting better, but his horse's stance was still unstable. Mo Liancheng took his pulse specifically for him, but he found no abnormalities. He prescribed a formula to regulate his body, but it still didn't work.

Just wondering, finally one day, the answer was revealed.

It was raining heavily that day. Qiqi was practicing horse racing in the courtyard. She was soaked and ran to the corridor. Her shoes were wet and watery. She took them off and held them in her hand. She met Mo Liancheng and Qu Tan'er who were looking at him. Qu Tan'er had not noticed any abnormality. But Mo Liancheng just swept down lightly, then suddenly reached out and picked up Qiqi like a chicken, then put him down, sighing with headache.

Qu Tan'er hadn't seen Mo Liancheng's severely hit appearance before, so she couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong with Chengcheng?"

Mo Liancheng pointed to Qiqi, who was also clueless, "From tomorrow, you won't have to practice martial arts anymore."

Qiqi reacted very much, "Why? I was not lazy! If you think I shouldn't rest now, I will continue practicing now."

After the little boy finished speaking, he rushed into the rain stubbornly.

Qu Tan'er couldn't stop that speed and determination.

Mo Liancheng waved his hand and a hurricane blew up flat on the ground, leading Qiqi in the opposite direction, only to Mo Liancheng's feet, lying on the ground in a mess.

Mo Liancheng looked down at him from a high point, "A martial arts practitioner should pay attention to being calm and calm, and you should be irritated. You are either easily obsessed with other people's plots or easily assaulted."

Qiqi quickly stood up, stretched his neck, but still dissatisfied, "Why don't you let me practice martial arts?"

Mo Liancheng was too lazy to waste his lips and tongue with him, and with a wave of his palm, he scraped Qiqi down with invisible applause.

The boy fell to the ground.

Mo Liancheng's voice was cold, "See your feet clearly."

Qiqi lowered his head.

Qu Tan'er also looked over.

Qiqi looked up in confusion.
Chapter completed!