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Chapter 26

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"Try cutting yourself so many times and see if it hurts …" Hayashi River rolled his eyes.

However, he was squinting. Even if he rolled his eyes, no one could see it …

"How do I know you're not acting for others, drama queen …"

Mu Shuangye pouted and sat by the bed.

As expected of a noble family, her sitting posture was elegant. Her hands were crossed on her round thighs and her waist was straight, highlighting her graceful figure.

She took a pillow and leaned against Hayashi River's back so that he could lie more comfortably. "I've asked the hospital to get a special medicine imported from the Western Continent. The wound will heal quickly. You'll be discharged soon. "

"That's more like it." Hayashi River nodded with a smile. "Is Sister Jia okay?"

After the thugs were killed, when the investigators investigated the casualties, they found that Sister Jia was not killed.

However, several guards were shot in the head or swallowed alive in front of her, which made the female guard break down.

"She's okay. She's receiving psychological treatment. Sister Jia still can't speak. She's shaking all over, but it's good that she's okay … "

Mu Shuangye sighed. When encountering such a tragedy, if the effect of psychological treatment was not good, the memory would be like a nightmare, leaving a lifelong shadow.

However, it was already fortunate that her friend survived.

"Don't frown. You'll inherit the Mu family's huge business in the future. It's inevitable that you'll experience such scenes. Just take it as a test for this experience. "Hayashi River comforted her.

"Mm." Mu Shuangye nodded and looked at the young man. She whispered, "Hayashi River, thank you for saving me."

"You finally said that. I'm waiting for your gratitude. Remember to praise me when you write the report. Say that I forgot my weak strength and blocked a fatal attack for you in a time of crisis … "

"Write it solemnly and emotionally … With your status as the heir of the Mu family, my excellent rating in the training camp is guaranteed. Also, remember to use the same tone as Meron. "

Hayashi River lowered his voice and said quickly.

"Hayashi River, you bastard!"

Mu Shuangye was so angry that she wanted to smash his head with a pillow. Was her gratitude so worthless? Casually using it to fabricate a false report? What did this guy think she was? A tool?

Forget it, seeing that he is covered in wounds, I won't argue with him …

Glancing at Hayashi River, Mu Shuangye saw that his lips were so dry that they were turning over. Mu Shuangye picked up the glass of water and said angrily, "Don't talk anymore. Drink some water and rest well."

Hayashi River was stunned. He looked at the cup that was brought to his mouth and opened his mouth to drink.



"Young Master Meron, Young Miss is dating that brat …"

In the corridor, the old man, Butler Mu, had been peeking at the situation in the ward. He was shocked when he saw Mu Shuangye pick up the cup and feed the greasy-haired young man water.

Butler Mu felt something was wrong when he saw Mu Shuangye's expression and kept peeking at the ward. He had never seen Young Miss pay so much attention to a man of the opposite sex.

Now, seeing this scene, Butler Mu secretly cursed. What he was most worried about had happened. Young Miss really fell in love with an ordinary civilian.

In the Mu Family, even Mu Shuangye's father rarely had the chance to enjoy the tea she personally poured.

"Butler Mu, don't worry. It's not what you think. There's nothing between Shuangye and Hayashi River. "

Meron glanced at it and didn't find it strange. Hayashi River saved them, so it was only right for Mu Shuangye to take care of him.

Of course, he couldn't say this out loud. He hesitated for a moment and said, "We're in the same group, and we've had a good relationship for the past half a month. In the battle with the black werewolf thugs, if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to kill them."

At this point, Meron's face was a little hot. His father and ancestors were all soldiers. Even if it was Hayashi River's idea to falsely claim credit, it really made him feel ashamed.

"This is bad, this is really bad!"

Butler Mu's heart sank. He watched Meron grow up and naturally knew his character.

Meron didn't know how to lie since he was young. Every time he lied, his face would turn a little red. Although the adults knew, they didn't expose him.

But now, with Young Master Meron's reaction, didn't it mean that the young miss was really dating that kid?

"Butler Mu, Sister Su, please excuse me for a moment."

Meron also knew his weakness. He was afraid that he would be exposed if he continued talking, so he quickly found an excuse to enter the ward to see Hayashi River and closed the door.

"I'm only half a month late. How did this happen …"

Butler Mu secretly stomped his feet. He suddenly remembered the woman beside him and bowed apologetically, "Miss Su, please keep this matter a secret."

At the side, Su Duanpo watched all of this and stroked his long and straight black hair as he said with a smile, "Steward Mu, what era is it now? Don't use the concept of a grandfather's generation to restrain Shuang Ye. Isn't it good for her to have a relationship at her age? There's no need to keep it a secret. Nobles nowadays don't care about this. "

Butler Mu shook his head and said solemnly, "Miss Su, it's not the same. Our Mu Family has to carry on the tradition of our ancestors and strictly …"

Before he finished speaking, Su Duanpo interrupted him with a faint smile and said softly, "Strictly follow the tradition of our ancestors? Butler Mu, if I nodded my head and entered the room with Shuangye's father, I'm afraid I would be her stepmother now. Is this the tradition of your Mu Family's ancestors … "

"Miss Su, what happened that year …" Butler Mu's face changed immediately. His forehead was sweating and he couldn't say a word.

"Enough. I don't care about your Mu Family's matters. You, Butler Mu, have a sense of propriety. You're much better than those old farts of the Mu Family. Do what you want. "

Su Duanpo waved his hand. He looked at Hayashi River in the ward and turned to leave.



Early morning.

Hayashi River appeared in Xinyuan City. Because of his injury, he slept for a whole night and still felt a little tired.

This dizzy feeling still existed when he logged into the Xinyuan Battle Network. It also made him understand that injuries in the real world would affect his thinking online.

Taking advantage of the few days of observation in the hospital, he went to the Xinyuan Battle Network to practice. First, he changed the cultivation method of the Psychic Force.

In the training area, Hayashi River rented a general training ground.

"Do I really want to change this cultivation method?"

Hayashi River thought for a while and decided to change the cultivation method after a little hesitation.

This technique was called the [Windmill Suppressing Mist Technique]. Speaking of this technique, it had an extraordinary origin.

The creator of this cultivation method was Cromwell, the madman of the continent two thousand years ago. In that era where heroes fought for hegemony and stars shone, he was invincible.

The Windmill Suppressing Technique was the foundation of Cromwell's terrifying strength.

Once this cultivation method was practiced, one's strength would increase rapidly like a windmill when he was at the beginner level of the Psychic Force. Moreover, the difficulty of breaking through to the ninth stage of the Psychic Force would be reduced.

It was said that someone who practiced the Windmill Suppressing Technique only used one and a half years to break through from the first stage of the Psychic Force to a Xinyuan expert. The speed was so fast that it broke the record that had been around for hundreds of years.

However, this cultivation method had a fatal flaw. It made people give up on practicing it.

It was — only the beginner level of the Psychic Force …

That's right, the Windmill Suppressing Technique was incomplete. The madman of the continent, Cromwell, did not pass it down.

For two thousand years, people had been trying to perfect the Windmill Suppressing Technique, but none of them succeeded.

In fact, if this cultivation method was not incomplete, no one would use it as a prize on the virtual platform of the Alliance College.

Hayashi River shook his head. "After practicing this cultivation method, the strength of the beginner level of the Psychic Force will increase quickly. It will be easy to break through to the ninth stage of the Psychic Force. However, it will take a long time to practice other cultivation methods … "

The higher the grade of the cultivation method, the longer it would take to change to another cultivation method.

However, with his current situation, practicing the [Windmill Suppressing Mist Technique] was the most suitable choice. In the future, when he broke through to the ninth level of elemental heart force, he would be considered an expert in elemental heart force and would be able to protect himself.

"I'll practice the Windmill Suppressing Technique first and see how difficult it is to get started …"

The mnemonic of this cultivation method appeared in his mind. Hayashi River sorted it out and started practicing.

Whoosh …

With the activation of the mnemonic, the Psychic Force in Hayashi River's body started to circulate. The speed of its flow was obviously faster.

His heart started to pound. Every time his heart contracted, it would increase the rate of blood injection. At the same time, a trace of Psychic Force would be produced. The force would spread throughout his body and gradually be stored in his organs.

When Hayashi River first transmigrated, he was very curious about the Psychic Force. He carefully investigated how this power was produced and why the living beings in this world could practice it.

Later on, he realized that the Psychic Force was similar to the Qigong on Earth. It was a special breathing technique and matching movements to cultivate a type of power.

However, the Qi of the Qigong on Earth was vague and elusive.

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