For a moment, Chu Shaoyang thought he was back in the palace.
Back when I was a child.
It's also such a comfortable soft couch, so comfortable that once you lie down, you won't want to get up again.
But every dawn, he would get out of bed in a hurry, not daring to stay in bed at all, and hurriedly put on his clothes and ran to the martial arts training ground.
As long as he is a moment late, what awaits him will be the whip from his father.
He rolled out of bed and ran out the door without even bothering to tidy up his clothes. However, he only took two steps before he stopped.
Laughing dumbly.
What happened so many years ago seems to be back in front of me.
This is not a palace, and I am no longer the ten-year-old child. I have already grown up.
There is no martial arts training ground outside, and there is no father waiting for him with a whip...
Father…
Chu Shaoyang suddenly gritted his teeth and threw away the clear and painful figure in his mind.
Don't think about it!
Now is not the time to think!
He clenched his fists.
He took a deep breath and walked out.
What greeted him was the golden sunshine in the courtyard and the whirling bamboo shadows.
I feel inexplicably happy.
"you're awake?"
A hoarse voice came from the bamboo forest.
There was no need to look back, Chu Shaoyang knew who was behind him.
Looking back, sure enough, the figure of Zixiao Pavilion Master sitting in a wheelchair appeared in front of him.
"Good morning, Pavilion Master."
Chu Shaoyang was neither humble nor arrogant.
Although he received great benefits from the Master of Zixiao Pavilion, Chu Shaoyang did not like to grovel in front of others.
He is a proud and self-respecting young man.
"How do you feel?" Master Zixiao Pavilion observed him.
The sun shone on Chu Shaoyang's face, and his young and handsome face shone brightly, so beautiful that it made people look at him.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
It's like appreciating a work of art.
"very good."
Chu Shaoyang's words were concise and concise.
He did feel very good, his Dantian was lively, his energy was surging, and his whole body was full of strength.
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion nodded: "You will lead the team to carry out this mission."
There was a command in his tone.
But Chu Shaoyang didn't feel any violation or disgust when he heard it, as if obeying his orders was a matter of course.
"Okay." He answered simply.
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion nodded again, clapped his hands lightly, and soon, a row of Zixiao Pavilion disciples appeared outside the door.
The Thousand-faced Young Master was also among them.
His complexion was much rosier than when he went up to the peak yesterday. His left hand hung motionless by his side, but his eyes were filled with brilliance.
Yesterday, the Master of Zixiao Pavilion really kept his promise and helped him open up the Eight Qi Tong Meridians, allowing him to regain all his power.
The feeling of regaining one's skills is like a prisoner who has been locked underground all year long without seeing the light of day. He is suddenly released from the prison and faces the world full of sunshine outside.
At that moment, the Thousand-faced Young Master really had mixed feelings.
He took deep breaths over and over again, feeling the feeling of true energy flowing through his body. It was so wonderful!
Although there was no sound, there seemed to be a tinkling-ding-dong-dong sound in his ears that was as clear and sweet as the mountain spring coming out of the valley.
"It's a pity that we couldn't find the best doctor in the world. Your left hand... is useless after all."
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion glanced at the left arm of Young Master Thousand Faces with regret and regret.
Once upon a time, this was my pride and hope for the future.
It's a pity that he is now as disabled as himself.