Losing Song Jian was still a big blow to Mr. Zhou Zhou.

As for the third-level warriors, they are all captain-level figures in the escort team and are also elites in the escort team. The Zhou family will not assign third-level warriors to third-generation disciples as members of the personal guard.

Even with Zhou Shao's qualifications, it is difficult to recruit third-level warriors.

However, although he cannot be summoned, he can still be summoned because of his reputation as a direct disciple of the Zhou family.

As for the fourth-level warrior, who is a commander-level figure in the escort team, or a third-level worshiper in the worship hall, he is not qualified to command him on Thursday.

After all, he is only a third-generation disciple of the Zhou family, and his status among the third-generation disciples is not high.

"Fourth Young Master, don’t worry! Qin Chuan will definitely die this time! I will always monitor him secretly. As soon as he leaves Shenyan City, it will be his death"

"good! I'll leave this matter to you. It's best to kill him as soon as possible. I don't have that much patience."……

In the blink of an eye, another five days passed.

It has been sunny and good weather for three consecutive days. The snow in the sky and the earth has begun to melt slowly, and the ice on the lake has become thinner, which seems to tell people that winter is about to leave.

As the saying goes: If it snows, it doesn't get cold, so it turns into cold snow.

This weather is actually colder than before.

Early in the morning, when many people are still sleeping.

In the woods, a boy of thirteen or fourteen was shirtless, practicing boxing in the cold snow.

Steam was rising from the boy's body, the sweat evaporating from his body in this cold morning.

This young man who practices hard is naturally Qin Chuan.

He stayed up all night, practicing crazily from last night until now.

However, the hard work paid off. After this period of crazy training, Qin Chuan's physical strength increased a lot.

Qin Chuan had an intuition in his heart that as long as he practiced hard for a while, his ancient body training method could break through a limit.

Breaking through the first limit of the ancient body-refining method can open the first of the seven doors in the body, the 'Gate of War'.

Then his body will evolve for the first time. As his body evolves, his strength will greatly increase. By then, even if he meets a third-level warrior, he may be able to fight.

Thinking of this, Qin Chuan couldn't help but feel more hopeful.

During this period of time, he has been practicing the ancient body-training methods crazily, just to open the first door in his body and make himself a true body-trainer.

This is also the fastest way he can think of to improve his strength.

Just when Qin Chuan was thinking about it, a jackdaw flew from a distance, rested on a branch, ruffled its feathers, and then looked at Qin Chuan sideways for a few times. Qin Chuan raised his head and glanced at the jackdaw with a smile. , continue to practice the kicking technique.

This practice lasted until the morning fog dissipated and the sun rose high, and Qin Chuan was not willing to give up.

When the jackdaw saw Qin Chuan stop practicing, it flapped its wings and flew away, causing even the snow on the branches to fall.

Qin Chuan looked at the jackdaws flying away with a smile. His smile gradually turned cold, and murderous intent gradually appeared in his eyes.

This jackdaw has been appearing in his training place for more than half a month. This is definitely not an ordinary bird. Could it be that someone is spying on him?

Qin Chuan had countless thoughts in his mind. He also thought that it might be Mr. Zhou, but when he thought about it, it was unlikely.

Zhou Shao only came back five or six days ago, but this bird has been monitoring him for more than half a month. It should not be Zhou Shao.

But besides Zhou Shao, who else is it? Qin Chuan couldn't understand for a while.

No matter, if I go to Sister Yuyao's place to study for half a day today, I should be able to finish learning all those ancient texts.

Thinking of this, Qin Chuan felt better again.

In the early morning, the Zhou family guard camp was in the east area, beside a secluded small lake.

A handsome middle-aged man was quietly looking at the thin ice in the lake.

But at this moment, a jackdaw flew from the distant horizon and landed on the middle-aged man's shoulder.

This jackdaw is the one that monitors Qin Chuan every day.

If Qin Chuan were present, he would definitely recognize that this handsome middle-aged man was actually the Deacon Qin he had always wanted to see...................

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