"I don't have the time to go to Doraemon to borrow a time machine, and run back to who was a crybaby with you when I was a child!"

Hearing his roar, Zhuo Yan pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, and smiled without saying a word.

"Let's compare with the current one, see who can't hold it first, whoever is the defeated of who's men!"

"Good. Zhuo Yan responded to him lightly, Zhuo Zihan seemed to have no words to answer, no longer silent, for a while, the cave returned to the silence of death, and the rapid breathing of each other was particularly clear at this moment.

As time passed, the effects of the medicine slowly reached its peak, and the body was constantly in a head-to-head confrontation between ice and fire. The kind of heart-wrenching pain it carries is all about destroying people's bodies and minds. It felt as if thousands of insects were gnawing at it, and it was like hanging on a volcano to roast it, but in an instant, it threw him like an ice cave!

"Ahh

A heart-rending roar rang out.

Almost at the same time, Zhuo Zihan opened his eyes. As far as the eye could see, the man in the Chill Pond was slamming his fist into the hard rock almost frantically! The splash that didn't stop stirring, just like him who was crazy at the moment. The dull sound of impact surrounded his ears, Zhuo Zihan frowned, and his expression was complicated in a pair of fluctuating black eyes. As if he didn't feel the pain, the man slammed down one punch after another! The bright red liquid slid down the rock wall, staining the pool red...

The emotions in Zhuo Zi's cold eyes kept surging, and the next moment, a roar that was endured to the extreme sounded!

"Ahh

There was a roar of pain in the dim cavern, and if anyone was out in the corridor at this moment, they would have thought that some fierce beast was locked up in it, and they would have avoided it.

I don't know how long it took for the terrible roar to fade away...

At this moment, a light lit up in the dark corridor, and upon closer inspection, I realized that it was the butler who had returned, followed by two tightly wrapped men in white cloth, each carrying a wooden medicine box on their shoulders. Immediately after the moving white light stopped, Steward Zhang opened the door and led two people dressed as medical students and chemical researchers inside.

"Two young masters, the time has come. Steward Zhang glanced lightly at the two people who were leaning on the edge of the pool and approaching prostration, the expression on his face did not fluctuate, and he was as indifferent as ever.

"Sir, please. Steward Zhang glanced back at the two biological and chemical researchers beside him and motioned for them to step forward.

"Yes. The two men in white walked briskly to the edge of the pool, squatted down, opened the toolbox they were carrying, and took out a needle from it. Without hesitation, after the disinfection, the man in white raised his hand, and the sharp needle tube instantly pierced into his arm, and then the bright red blood slowly filled the test tube.

After doing all this, it will take no less than ten minutes. The man in white packed up his things and left under the orders of Steward Zhang. The two men in white didn't say a word the whole time.

After the man in white left, Steward Zhang looked at the person who collapsed in the pool, "It's not early, if the two young masters are washed, let's have a room to rest early." ”

The two did not speak, but it did not go against his will. Pressing down on the discomfort of his body, he reluctantly stood up against the rock wall, took the bathrobe on the side and put it on.

"Then the old man will send the two young masters back to the room to rest now. Steward Zhang glanced at them lightly, then turned around and walked towards the door, "Come with me." ”

The residual warmth of the medicine had not completely subsided, and the two of them staggered to the rock wall and walked outside. The two met at the door, and in an instant they raised their eyes and looked at each other.

Zhuo Zihan chuckled, "You lost." ”

Zhuo Yan was not annoyed, the corners of his pale mouth twitched, and he lightly spit out a few words, "Get used to it." Then he rubbed his shoulders and walked out.

"You!"

What does it mean to get used to it?

Why is he so calm?!

Listening to his flat tone, Zhuo Zihan was inexplicably unhappy.

Looking at the back of Zhuo Yan supporting the wall, he only felt panicked in his heart.

In the dim and damp corridor, Zhuo Yan held on to the wall with one hand and followed closely behind Steward Zhang. The next moment, seeing Zhuo Zihan chasing after him, a touch of surprise slipped in Zhuo Yan's eyes, but he was quickly relieved.

Didn't even support the wall?

Also, this is his style, never showing his weak side in front of his opponents.

Zhuo Yan tugged at the corners of his mouth, but he didn't mean to talk to him, and continued to walk forward.

Seeing this, Zhuo Zihan frowned and walked side by side with him, "You are still as weak and incompetent as ever, and everything is my subordinate's defeat." ”

"No, you're wrong. Zhuo Yan pulled out a smile: "There is one point, you are my subordinate, defeated." ”

"Why don't I know about this?" Hearing his words, Zhuo Zihan raised his eyebrows, but he was also curious.

After all, this is the most important competitor in his life.

"Isn't it my ability to sit firmly on the throne of the defeated under my command all the time? At least in this respect you have never surpassed me. Zhuo Yan smiled at him.

Looking at his indifferent appearance, Zhuo Zihan consciously panicked in his heart, and he was not happy at all!

"Then you will continue to be your good waste!" Zhuo Zihan glared at him angrily, and walked forward with a shoulder slamming against him.

Zhuo Yan was knocked and staggered, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, and he didn't know who he was laughing at.

Without much stopping, the trio quickly left the basement.

After Zhuo Yan returned to the bedroom, Steward Zhang stopped Zhuo Zihan.

"Young Master Han, please stay. ”

Hearing the voice, Zhuo Zihan looked back slightly, and what caught his eye was Steward Zhang's gloomy and serious face.

******

The wind was howling and the moon was miserable, and a dull thrashing sound was constantly coming from the dark and damp ring room of Zhuojiabao.

Through the moonlight that poured in, you could see that in the gloomy stone-walled room, Zhuo Zihan was kneeling bare-chested on the floor sprinkled with broken nails. And Steward Zhang sat on a chair not far away, watching the man in black whip the thorny snakeskin soft whip on Zhuo Zihan's body!

Each time the whip danced in the air, there was a bloody streak on the man's body. Even so, the man on the ground did not cry out in pain.

Isn't it painful not to cry out about pain? The answer is obviously no. Many times, if you don't cry out for pain, it's more because you feel that you are not qualified.

The man on the ground frowned, and his forehead was already covered with layers of cold sweat. Each time the whip touched him, his brow furrowed even deeper.

I don't know how long it took for the punishing man to stop his movements and dip the whip, which had already been stained red with blood, into the pool, and the water in the pool was instantly stained red.

"Steward Zhang, this family precept ceremony has been completed. The man in black respectfully retreated to Butler Zhang's side and helped him up from his chair.

Steward Zhang just glanced at Zhuo Zihan's flesh and blood faintly, and left with the support of the man in black, and casually dropped the sentence, "Young Master Han, it's not too early." The salute is over, and you should go back and rest, and don't make such a low-level mistake again. ”

"Xie, Xie Zhang, housekeeper reminded Zihan that Zihan should be remembered. ”