Chapter Ninety-Eight: A Family
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There were people coming and going in the Black Dragon Martial Arts Hall, and a lot of shouting voices came.
When Liang Jingyu got out of the car, he saw many apprentices of the Black Dragon Martial Arts Hall practicing the stick technique.
After so many days of training, this group of disciples of the Black Dragon Martial Arts Hall has been divided into two grades.
The first grade is in the inner courtyard, and some boxing and stick techniques have been practiced, and the second grade is slightly weaker, and it is still in the outer courtyard.
Su Wei, Fei San and Fang Xu are all inspecting some outstanding disciples, and they will select some disciples who have a relatively clean foundation and are suitable for entering the martial arts hall to teach as disciples in the sect.
The people in the Black Dragon Martial Arts Hall are almost saturated, but as Liang Jingyu becomes more and more famous, there is still an endless stream of people who want to worship in the Black Dragon Martial Arts Hall.
Therefore, after Liang Jingyu brought the second Martial Arts Star, Fei Sanle's eyes couldn't see it.
"Senior brother, how did this come about?" Fei San touched the star of the martial arts hall and said to Liang Jingyu.
With the Star of the Martial Arts, this means that the Black Dragon Martial Arts Gym will be able to expand again and recruit people again.
Liang Jingyu smiled, and talked about the ins and outs of the future with Fei San, and then pulled out Chen Ye behind him and said to Fei San, "This is Chen Ye I picked up from the road, you teach him the basic skills first, and I will teach him personally in a few days." ā
After speaking, Liang Jingyu turned his head to look at Chen Ye, and then patted him on the shoulder, "I have already given you the opportunity, whether you want to practice martial arts or continue to live a chaotic life, it depends on your choice." ā
Saying that, Liang Jingyu walked into the house, leaving Chen Ye who was still thinking.
Entering the room, Liang Jingyu saw Li Taohua boiling Chinese medicine, and saw Liang Jingyu coming back, Li Taohua Danfeng glanced at it, "I just came back, come to drink medicine." ā
Liang Jingyu was stunned for a moment: "Drink medicine?
Li Taohua pursed her lips: "What's wrong with you? Have you grown four kidneys? Bleeding so much, hurry up and come over to make up for it." ā
As he spoke, he picked up a bowl of Chinese medicine and handed it to Liang Jingyu.
The Chinese medicine soup was extremely dark, and it was accompanied by a particularly bitter taste, so after Liang Jingyu picked up the bowl, he frowned when he looked at the Chinese medicine, looked at Li Taohua on the side and said, "Demon, are you sure you can drink this?"
Li Taohua shrugged her shoulders, "Why can't you drink what the old lady cooks?"
Liang Jingyu looked at Li Taohua's resolute attitude, so he gritted his teeth, opened his mouth directly, and swallowed all the Chinese medicine in his mouth.
An indescribable bitterness bloomed from the taste buds, and Liang Jingyu, who was not afraid of blood and rain, frowned all of a sudden, and wanted to open his mouth and spit it out, but when he saw Li Taohua's eyes, Liang Jingyu still swallowed it.
After the Chinese medicine entered his throat, he suddenly felt a warmth rise, which made Liang Jingyu slightly stunned.
Seeing Liang Jingyu's strange expression, Li Taohua said proudly, "The prescription is from Lao Wang, how can there be no problem?"
Saying that, Li Taohua also picked up a bowl of Chinese medicine and drank it directly, her face did not change, as if she was drinking water.
Liang Jingyu asked Li Taohua curiously, "Isn't it bitter?"
Li Taohua hesitated for a moment, then replied with a wry smile; "Get used to it." ā
Liang Jingyu immediately understood that Li Taohua was born weak, and since she was a child, she was equivalent to soaking in traditional Chinese medicine, and she was afraid that she was used to the taste of traditional Chinese medicine.
Slightly sad, Liang Jingyu looked at Li Taohua: "How is your body lately?"
Li Taohua heard Liang Jingyu ask, and immediately raised her eyebrows, took a short step of her body, and her body flashed directly to Liang Jingyu's side, and the small pink fist blasted directly towards Liang Jingyu's waist!
The fist was short and powerful, and the strength was round, like a small dagger, directly piercing towards Liang Jingyu's hole.
The fist strikes, and a strong wind rises.
Liang Jingyu's palms pressed down, his spine flexed, his palms overlapped, and he slowly pushed forward.
raised his head and looked at Li Taohua, slapped his palms downward, turning Li Taohua's offensive away, and then said, "The recovery is good." ā
Li Taohua pursed her lips and withdrew her hand, "Intermittently, the frequency of the disease is increasing, but every time I get sick, I will be more powerful." ā
Hearing this, Liang Jingyu became even darker.
There are also many such people in history, and the more seriously ill they are, the stronger their combat strength.