Only then did the scumbag know what the problem was, but fortunately, he was very thoughtful and could best fill the gap.
He smiled lightly: "It turned out to be a misunderstanding of Pindao for this reason. This is a misunderstanding. What if the mouth can't be bitten, and the mouth can't be opened? It only takes a person with high martial arts to feed the medicine by mouth, and the infuriating qi penetrates and can be swallowed!"
Chapter 7 A good night's sleep
- Apprentice, do you know
-Master, I have been walking on the rivers and lakes for many years, and I have met countless people. However, it is very rare to see - as stupid as you!
- You can't practice empty palms well, and you can't learn the five nerves of Da Luo, and Tian Luo Baodian thinks it is too esoteric, so forget it. The most shameful thing is that you are already seven years old, you know! ? Master, at your age, a whip can drive eight cows!
—Listen well, the internal martial arts can be generally divided into eight types. That is the eight forms of inner power. Let's see one by one... You don't need to learn all of them, as long as you can master one, it is enough to gallop in the world. What is the inner force? Your bones are so soft, do you still want to practice Gangjie? Your qualifications are so low, and you still dream of practicing the frontier world? Reluctantly practice a positive internal power for self-defense, that's it.
- Your talent is too poor, how will you lead your juniors and brothers to rule the rivers and lakes for generations to come? This is the simplest secret book of the righteous realm. The master got it from an old monk with five cents of money. He used it to practice and practiced. If you can't practice for three years, let alone my apprentice!
- What's wrong with knocking down Shishu's wall? What are you afraid of? Half of the money earned by doing some hard work is to honor the master and mother, and half of the money will be used to repair the wall. Isn't this matter over
- What happened to Tai Chi magic? This was mortgaged by Master when he played cards with Niubi from Wudang Mountain for you. how? How dare you look down on it? If you can achieve some results within a year, Master will reward you with two duck legs.
- This is naturally true, when did Master deceive you! Go, go around the yard and listen to the ditty, don't tell your wife.
- Don't look at people's faces, you are my apprentice.
The morning sun shines through the thick and dense leaves, leaking on my face, and my eyes can't help but open. It is clear that the surrounding space is a dark green, with a thick layer of lush fallen leaves under him. There was no such abominable old man in white clothes, who opened his mouth and closed his apprentice.
So, is it a dream
I swung my body and struggled to get up from the thick pile of fallen leaves several feet high, sweeping out a circle of undulating waves. I stood up wordlessly, trying to warm up my numb brain from the intertwining of blanks and dreams.
How long have I... I haven't dreamed of Master.
The master in the dream doesn't seem to be that abominable. It may be that over time, I haven't revisited his absurdity and uninhibitedness for a long time, so I'm starting to get careless. I hurriedly warned myself that this was a dangerous signal. No matter when, the old man must be listed as a key person to avoid, and he must not be alone with him.
After ringing a few alarm bells for myself, I glanced and saw that the girl on the ground was still sleeping soundly.
Sprite's delicate and delicate face is breathing low in the morning mountain air. She was used by me to carry Aples head-on. It took too much mental and physical strength. It is not surprising that she is still asleep at the moment. It's just that this fierce girl's sleeping position is just like hers, not ladylike. Holding a piece of rotten wood as if it were a treasure, he stuck his little face up, his hair was messy, and there was no femininity at all.
The disciples of the Yuntian Palace are all gentle and graceful, elegant and beautiful women. Even though their natures are different, the kind of knowledgeable and wise and unique hazy beauty cultivated in the deep palace is quite a lot, almost carved out of the same mold. As long as they stand together in front of each other, even if they look different, they are very similar. This girl should be regarded as the problem child inside.
I slept for three hours last night, and I just woke up now. During this period of time when I was on the road to track down the whereabouts of the boss, I didn't even get a full day's sleep. It's not that I don't want to sleep, it's just that there's just too much to do. I had to write letters, read letters, analyze the situation, and figure out how to deal with the epic-level problem last night... So when the matter was completely resolved, I finally let myself sleep for three hours.
In this villa last night, we encountered Aples and the Phantom.
Just when the emperor was suspicious of me and stared closely at my words and deeds, Aples suddenly attacked. The whole situation almost collapsed, and my secret was almost completely exposed to everyone.
While sorting out the messy bangs, I thought about what to do next.
Spending time with Aples was a hard lesson. If it weren't for the presence of sprites who are proficient in the reform of blood demon silkworms, I am afraid that I would not have been so easy to dispel the emperor's suspicion of me. After the emperor called me to speak, his tone was very trusting and close. Obviously, the previous doubts were completely eliminated, and he was no longer wary of me. This is understandable. With the emperor's straightforward personality, maybe he feels sorry for me because of his suspicions about me before.
If it wasn't for the emperor and the others who were suspicious of me, I put the truth and the fake in front of them again. Even if I could solve Aples yesterday, I would face the emperor's suspicion after that, and it would be difficult.
I must reconsider my position around the emperor.
This is a new topic, but it will be put aside for now.
I stood up silently and looked towards the direction of the compound where the emperor and the others were sleeping.
Not only the sprites or me, but all of us had a good night's sleep in the mountains.
I've already woken up early. At this time, most of the people have not woken up yet.
The warriors, including the emperor, slept to the death, not to mention the sun, even if it was a bolt from the blue, they might not be able to wake up.
Their sleep now is more like being forced into hibernation by the body than running out of energy. The battle with the supernatural power master is like this, and the mental fatigue of squeezing cannot be easily relieved.
If you have to give the supernatural power master a plausible analogy, they are like a natural disaster to the martial arts master. To be unable to escape, to contend with, or even to understand, to exist is to be unreasonable. Their current situation is no different from the rest of their lives after being crushed by natural disasters.
Although it was only a relative count of breaths, nothing happened, and they would be defeated by the supernatural masters on the spiritual level. The psychological pressure of 'I might die at any time' and the thought of 'it is absolutely impossible to defeat this person' kept coming up. At the same time, the body was also screaming in despair. This situation did not last for a short time. It is indeed too harsh to ask them to wake up in a short period of time.
However, where I looked, there was a person standing firmly.
He did not disappoint me.
I guessed from the beginning that he would be the first person to come to me, but I didn't expect that he didn't even need a break.
I smiled and said, "What?"
The silent young man opened his eyes, and there seemed to be flames churning in his eyes, which was an endlessly high fighting intent.
"nonsense!"
The youth was like a flaming bird, flying around with a fiery high temperature. The temperature in his hands was almost enough to smelt the iron, which was terrifyingly hot.
The big palms flew, and although there was no flame, the high-heat airflow made people almost have a sense of sight, and against the quiet background of the mountains and forests, there was an inexplicable beauty of the golden crow budding hibiscus.
"Overnight, the skill has improved greatly."
My eyes gleamed, and with a smile, it turned bloody.
Chapter 8 Footprints
When I came back to the villa, the sun had already crossed the treetops and was reaching the middle of the sky.
We weren't late, and the warriors just started one after another from their stupor-like slumbers.
But... no matter how tired this group of people is, it's still too deep to sleep!
The court warriors, who were proud of the court, slept in a nest, as if they had walked into a large pigsty, purring one after another.
I walked along the way just now and stepped on the faces of five or six people. Not only did not one wake up, but some people cried out in their sleep, 'Ouch my day', 'He Fang demon girl, eat my old grandson with a stick', 'Strength! ', I don't know what dream I had...
Tangye and I came back neither too early nor too late. When we arrived, about half of the people still didn’t get up, which was considered to be a low-medium speed. Therefore, no one was misunderstood.
"Brother Ming!"
I heard the sound and looked, a slender figure was full of energy and was waving at me with full of energy. I smiled sweetly, trotted towards me and hugged my arm.
"Brother Ming, ha, we are not dead."
Although the first sentence in the early morning was a bit of a nuisance, thinking of what happened last night, it's hard to blame Su Xiao for saying this.
It's just that Akatsuki didn't seem to be affected at all, and her fair cheeks were glowing with healthy pink, and she was flushed after only two steps.
It can only be said that Su Xiao's mental structure is really genius level. Last night, Aples punched Su Xiao alone, and they fought head-to-head. If it were someone else, even if I was rescued in time, the body would be safe, but there would be no shortage of mental obstacles due to confrontation with the master of supernatural powers.
Take Tangye as an example, with his martial arts cultivation and strong will, even if he did not achieve any decent fight against Aples, he still needed a night to overcome and digest the heart that was generated in that battle. Demon, can be alive and alive here.
But Su Xiao didn't seem to be affected at all. Not only could he sleep well, but he could find it from the saliva stains around his small mouth... He must have slept soundly last night. There is only a thin line between genius and second-hand goods, which may be the case.