Han Changsheng slowly opened his eyes.
The sky was already slightly bright, and came in through the small window.
Han Changsheng tried to get up, but something weighed heavily on his chest, preventing him from getting up. Han Changsheng looked down, and with the faint light, Han Changsheng saw the head of Xianjun Gou lying on his chest.
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He tried to lift Xianjun Gou off his body, and the moment his hands touched Xianjun Gou's body, his whole body froze: Gougougougougouxianjun was not wearing any clothes!
Han Changsheng immediately touched his waist, just like Gou Xianjun, his body is also bare! ! Clothes are gone! !
No no no no no way! !
Han Changsheng was shocked. He couldn't quite remember what happened last night, but he remembered that before going to sleep, he suddenly went into a rage, threw himself at the people around him, and then lost consciousness. Later, what happened later? There seemed to be a very comfortable feeling in the haze.
Han Changsheng carefully moved out from under Gou Xianjun, supported his head with his hands, and gently placed it on the ground. Gou Xianjun was still sleeping, and was disturbed in his sleep, so he snorted displeasedly, moved his arms and legs, and continued to sleep.
Han Changsheng tiptoed open the door of the bamboo house.
When the early morning light entered the bamboo house, Han Changsheng saw the tired face of Gou Xianjun, as if he was very tired from being tossed last night, and there were many suspicious red marks on his fair body. The only good thing is that the two of them are still wearing underwear, but I don't know whether they never took it off or put it on afterwards.
Han Changsheng's legs softened and he almost knelt down. The only thing he remembers clearly now is that he did take the initiative to pounce on Xianjun Gou last night. Although he hurt his hands because of Xianjun Gou and made many nights empty and unbearable, he can't... can't do such a thing! That's the dog fairy!
Could it be that he will never be able to urinate as a boy again? !
"What are you doing?" A voice came from behind.
Han Changsheng turned his head and saw An Yuan put on obscene clothes, standing at the door of the bamboo house with his chest folded, frowning and staring at Han Changsheng.
Han Changsheng laughed twice, and said in a trembling voice, "You... are you awake?"
An Yuan looked up at the still-unlit sky with displeasure, and said dissatisfiedly: "Your noise was too loud and woke me up. You kept me up so late last night, and woke up so early today."
Han Changsheng's heart trembled with caution. Toss the dog fairy... so late
Han Changsheng thought that Lord Gou would become angry and want to kill himself, or that he would never want to see him again, but he didn't expect Xianjun Gou to be very calm, as if it was no big deal.
An Yuan said displeased, "What are you looking at me like that for?"
Han Changsheng hurriedly put on a serious look, and said, "No! How did you... sleep last night?"
Speaking of last night, An Yuan sneered and said, "So you insisted on keeping me, and this is what you wanted."
Han Changsheng gasped. Yesterday An Yuan said that he was plotting his beauty, and he could justly call Gou Xianjun crazy, but last night he went crazy and lost consciousness, maybe he has done this kind of thing, although he is not voluntary at all , but there is really no reason to say it.
Han Changsheng wanted to cry but said without tears: "Really... really not... that was an accident..."
An Yuan snorted, with three words of disbelief written all over his face, he limped towards the stream not far away, ready to fetch water to wash his face.
Han Changsheng followed An Yuan with downcast eyes, thinking that it was over. Although it was his first time, Han Changsheng was the best at everything, and that kind of work would definitely be the same. An Yuan didn't I got angry, it must be because he knows the taste, what if he pesters me to do that kind of thing every day in the future, what should I do... How about changing my identity and starting again...
"Are you feeling better than last night?"
Han Changsheng lowered his head to think about something, but unexpectedly, An Yuan in front of him stopped suddenly, and he almost bumped his head into An Yuan's body. He raised his head blankly: "Ah? What?"
An Yuan looked impatient: "Your internal strength, you went crazy last night, are you better now?"
Han Changsheng was startled, and quickly sat down cross-legged, circulating his true energy.
After a while, Han Changsheng opened his eyes in surprise: "Huh? How could this happen?" Although his internal energy was still unstable, it was different from yesterday. Yesterday his dantian was full of time and space, when it was full he was so sore that he couldn't straighten his back, when it was empty he couldn't exert half a ounce of internal strength. But now, there is some background in the dantian, no matter how much the internal force spreads, at least that part of the internal force will remain unchanged, and everyone will not be knocked back because he has no internal force to face the palm up.
An Yuan said: "What are you pretending, you don't even remember what happened last night?"
Han Changsheng asked in a daze, "What happened last night?" Could it be that An Yuan's double cultivation with him actually has the effect of stabilizing internal strength at the same time? This embarrasses him, is it possible that he wants to sell his body for practicing kung fu
An Yuan sneered: "Why play dumb? You arrested me here, let me live in the same room with you, hugged me at night and refused to let go, isn't it just to let me help me adjust my breath? Don't worry, I will help you your."
Han Changsheng was stunned. An Yuan helped him adjust his breath last night? So today is his situation better than yesterday? The old man Xuanji said that the owner of Tianyuan Villa, Huangfu, knew a set of ancestral inner strength methods that could help him heal his current situation. Could it be that An Yuan also knew that set of inner strength methods? Then he didn't talk to An Yuan last night...
An Yuan continued to walk towards the stream, and Han Changsheng hurriedly followed: "Why are there so many red marks on your body?"
An Yuan looked at him inexplicably: "I was pinched by you when I opened up your blocked meridians last night."
Han Changsheng vaguely remembered something. If the meridian is blocked, it will be very painful to force it open. I can't remember what happened after he lost his fire last night, but I did have a very painful chest pain for a while, and I still have lingering fears.
An Yuan went to the stream and squatted down, washed his face with clean water, and Han Changsheng chased after him: "Then...then why don't we have any clothes on?"
An Yuan said: "After your fire, your body was hot and sweaty. I was lucky for you. I was also sweated by you, so I took off my coat." After finishing speaking, he frowned, "Are you pretending to be stupid, or are you real? Can not remember?"
Han Changsheng remained silent. In other words, the Gou Xianjun walked with a limp only because his foot was injured. So... nothing happened at all last night!
Han Changsheng immediately beamed with smiles, An Yuan glared at him inexplicably, washed himself up, turned and walked back.
Han Changsheng chased after him again: "Good apprentice, you actually have such abilities. You really saved me as a teacher."
An Yuan didn't bother to talk to him, with an expression of "Stop pretending to be stupid, isn't that why you left me here".
Han Changsheng asked curiously, "But didn't you lose your memory? Why do you still remember this kung fu?"
An Yuan stopped abruptly, and Han Changsheng almost bumped into him, so he stopped immediately.
An Yuan narrowed his eyes and stared at Han Changsheng's face, his whole body exuded a chill, raised his eyebrows and paused word by word: "Senior Hua Xiaosa, didn't you just rescue me, why did you know that I lost my memory?"
Han Changsheng got stuck. Damn it, he was negligent for a while, and actually forgot that his current identity should be completely unknown to An Yuan!
However, who is Han Changsheng? There is no lie in the world that he will not come back. He immediately changed into an outsider's face, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "I have checked your body for the teacher. You have a lump of blood on the back of your head, and as a teacher with a little knowledge of medicine, you can tell at a glance that you have lost your memory."
An Yuan looked at him silently. To be honest, Han Changsheng is putting on airs enough, but now he is only wearing a pair of underpants, so he really doesn't look like an outsider.
An Yuan walked back to the bamboo hut, put on his coat, fastened his belt, and began to braid his hair.
Han Changsheng also hurriedly put on his clothes, pretended to be indifferent, and leaned behind An Yuan, saying, "As a teacher, my true energy went astray during the practice, so I have a strange problem, and I often go crazy." Risk. Unexpectedly, you have a way to heal. This is really a chance. After your treatment last night, I feel much more comfortable as a teacher, but it seems that I have not recovered. I teach you how to practice swords for my teacher on weekdays. At that time, if you can mention me as a teacher to unblock the meridians, it would be really great."
Han Changsheng did feel better than yesterday, but the goodness was really limited. The internal energy passed on to him by the old man Xuanji is extremely strong, and his own internal energy is not too badly trained, and the two are mutually incompatible. Life is better than death, if it weren't for Han Changsheng's extraordinary talent, the old man Xuanji might have burst his meridians and died the moment he finished imparting the kung fu. And after An Yuan's counseling last night, Han Changsheng felt that the two internal forces in his body were no longer so tit for tat, and there was a faint tendency to merge. But after all, his condition is quite serious, and it won't be cured in one or two sessions, and it may take a long time to come. The luck in the misfortune is that although Xianjun Gou lost his memory, he did not forget his ancestral inner strength, so he had to spend a period of time to completely integrate the two inner strengths in his body, and his inner strength can surpass others for a hundred years It's repaired! At that time, there may not be many people in the world who are his opponents!
An Yuan loosely tied up his hair in a bun, put down his comb, and turned to look at Han Changsheng with a cold smile on his face: "I said, I will help you."
Han Changsheng was taken aback. An Yuan said good things, but for some reason, he had an ominous premonition, and Gou Xianjun's gorgeous and treacherous smile made his skin crawl.
"Originally, I didn't want to stay here." An Yuan said slowly and unhurriedly, "I don't believe that you have such kind intentions, just to teach me swordsmanship. But now, I would like to stay. From today In the beginning, I will regularly teach you the method of regulating breath by luck, which can suppress your true energy, and can also fuse the two strange internal forces in your body. How long it will take and to what extent is completely under my control. Depends on how I feel—or rather, how you behave.”
An Yuan moved closer to Han Changsheng, his sparkling eyes made Han Changsheng tremble involuntarily.
"I can make you die at any time, but if you leave me, you can't control yourself, and you will die with bleeding. Do you understand, your life and death are in my hands .So from today on, you'd better obey me, my 'good master'!"
Han Changsheng suddenly had the urge to look up to the sky and howl.
Damn stinky fairies! What the hell are you doing? ! He no longer dislikes the hypocrisy and narcissism of An Yuan! Hurry up and give him back that good fairy who talks about four things and five beautiful roots is right and seedling red! ! !
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