.org recommends you to read: (Great Literature) In Crouching Tiger City, Chen Xiang looked up at the sky, and murmured: “I can’t delay any longer, I have to find a good elixir, Betting, otherwise it will be difficult for me to turn around.” A chance for real madrid.” Chen Xiang is sixteen years old this year, and has a stronger and taller body than his peers. This betting body is in stark contrast to that childish and handsome face, but his pair of eyes are not commensurate with his age. With deep eyes, she looks more mature than her peers. Chen Xiang was going to gather medicine at this time. Although he was the grandson of the head of the Shen family, he couldn’t become a powerful warrior because he didn’t have spiritual veins. Therefore, he exercised his body very diligently since he was a child, and often went out to work. He went out to conduct various secret trainings, and even fought with tigers and beasts. Although he is young, he has experienced several life and death experiences, and his mood and will are far superior to those of his peers. Most genius. “Isn’t this Chen Xiang? It’s going to rain heavily, and you still have to go to exercise?” An old butler walked over and said, seeing that Shen Xiang was so energetic, he couldn’t help admiring him, but there was more regret in his eyes. Chen Xiang studied hard every day for six years, but he still stayed at the third level of the Mortal Martial Realm. Most of the Shen family’s children of his age had entered the fourth level of the Mortal Martial Realm, and the most powerful ones even entered the fifth level. All this is because he has no spiritual veins, so he is not valued by the family, but now he is just a very ordinary person in the Shen family. Although there is no spiritual vein, Chen Xiang has never been discouraged, and has been working hard to train himself, at least the process of hard work makes him feel very fulfilled. “Old Ma, I’m going to collect herbs.” Shen Xiang