We came to the last "private meeting point" again, and I proudly picked up a stone and aimed it at the fruit in front of me to launch, and suddenly the whole fruit was flat and broken into four halves. "Okay." She only said two words, but I was already satisfied, and no matter how hard I practiced behind her, it was worth the sweat.

Orange approached me, solemnly handed me a knife bag with a dragon dart, should I kneel and hold it in my hands, and accept the gift of preaching and teaching. I put the knife bag around my waist and asked the orange again, "Master Orange, what else is there to give?" ”

"Can I teach you light work?" She asked tentatively, and the pendulum of choice in my mind wavered. For now, this light skill is really no different from the flying immortal technique, and in the long run, if one day my spiritual power is lost, this light skill like a flying swallow is not a useful skill.

"What, do you want to learn?" Once again, she tested my thoughts, and always had to leave a way out for herself, so I still chose to learn this guaranteed move. Suddenly raised his head and looked at her and said, "Learn, I learn." ”

Then she pulled out a few square-shaped objects from the cuffs of her jacket and threw them at me, and I thought they were something unsurprising. I received it, but the object was so heavy that it almost fell with my hand.

I looked at her with a puzzled face, and she said slowly: "This is an iron sandbag, which is bound to the legs and ankles every day, which can strengthen the foot strength, and is the first foundation for learning light skills." I looked at the iron sandbag in my hand and tried to tie it to my ankle.

Lifting the left foot, forehead, did not lift, trying the right foot, forehead still unsuccessful. But I'm just stubborn, and I'm still practicing repeatedly. Orange looked at me like a clown jumping off the beam, and covered her mouth again and again, not knowing whether she was really chuckling or holding back a smile.

Although I have a lot of strength and have practiced iron sand palms, I really haven't experienced this weight on this foot, and I can't even lift it up and take a step and a half without it. Orange sighed deeply and walked over to me. I saw her crouch down and take off the iron sandbags I had tied to my ankles.

She raised her head, her eyebrows and eyes couldn't hide her disgust, but she was not only hurting with her eyes, but also with verbal hurt. "It seems that you don't have this qualification, so you better give up." This tone, this word, made me feel the malice of the world. I originally wanted to leave it at that, but now I'm not convinced, what is your attitude?

I brutally snatched the sandbag in her hand and stubbornly tied it to my legs, this time I was fighting for honor, naturally I couldn't lose, so I took out my brute force and lifted my foot violently, and sure enough, I still didn't lose the face of a demon. "Yes, the potential really needs to be provoked by words to show amazing power." The oranges applauded me for the first time, although it was just a casual slap but it was a heartfelt encouragement.

This guy is really a dead tsundere, I was secretly happy in my heart, but I didn't say anything on my face, I also wanted to try what it was like to be cold and arrogant. The first step is always difficult, and as time goes by, even the weight seems to be much lighter.

An hour later, I was able to walk briskly like a normal person. Today's results, I am quite satisfied, today's amount is enough for me, now is a good time to go back to the room to rest. "Gone." I said this in the same way that Orange always spoke.

At first, Juzi squatted on the eaves to observe my devilish training, and when he heard my cold words, he jumped off the eaves and walked back to the Jinxing Palace with me. I remained silent all the way, God knows how torturous it is to hold back and not speak like me, but this time I have to resist and must not be defeated.

When I arrived at the Jin Palace, I walked directly to the edge of the bed and said expressionlessly, "I'm going to sleep." "Well, I didn't want to talk like this, and even I noticed that my IQ plummeted by dozens of numbers when I said this. The orange was also slightly drunk, stared at me for a long time and I didn't react, rolled my eyes for a long time and I was still indifferent, and finally she stopped struggling and took out the spare cotton wool from the cabinet next to her.

I saw her spread the cotton wool neatly on the ground, and then lay on her back. I'm a little apprehensive in my heart, is this going to sleep here tonight? Although it is excellent from my point of view, because I am no longer alone in an empty room, there is still anxiety in my heart, worry about that person.

Our oranges are not to be underestimated, and if I encounter that pervert, the fireworks will be enough to burn my heart. I wonder if the man will see you again tonight, as he said?

The night was hazy, and I didn't take care of the oranges until I fell asleep, and hey, a woman's endurance is also terrible to last. "Who is it?" I heard the panicked sound of the orange and the sound of fists and kicks rubbing that followed, could it be that this was a fight against someone in the dark? Is it really that pervert coming?

I couldn't sleep, and I was always looking forward to the dawn in my heart, but who knew that the dawn came too late, and this qiē happened unexpectedly. "Ah, it hurts." I remembered the scream of the orange in my ears again, your uncle can't bear it, the stinker actually hurt my person?

I lit the candle barefoot, and at this moment, Orange was the only one left in the room, and she fell to the ground with her hands on her chest, and the corners of her mouth were stained with blood, and her face was also pale and oozing, but the person was nowhere to be seen, only the eyes of the constantly swaying window. I really didn't care about any cold and arrogant tricks, so I picked her up and put her on the bed, and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief.

Looking at the beads of sweat that kept appearing on her forehead, she couldn't help but feel a tightness in her heart, and her mouth moved, as if she wanted to speak. I moved closer to her to hear what she was saying. "This man...... The kung fu is good, and the attack is ruthless enough. "I don't know what it's like to hear that.

In order to protect me from harm, this thing is injured like this, diverting the topic and admiring other people's skills, he is really an honest and old-fashioned person. "Stay honest, don't talk, don't move." My tone may not be very friendly, it's because I'm in a hurry, and I only get angry at someone if I really care about her.

Suddenly remembered that there were still some precious medicines in the stuffy gourd on his waist, so he turned his back and practiced the spell, and took out the "Wujin Pill" that was used to stop bleeding and regulate life, this medicine was very small, and I brought seven, and my father had said that this pill could make the person who used it miraculously restore the state, only limited to the dead.

I twisted the "Ugin Maru" between my fingers, held her down and forced it into her mouth. She was reluctant to swallow it at first, but she reluctantly swallowed the pill with a look from me. Maybe she didn't expect that Miss Jin'er, who had always been weak and docile, would treat her with such a tough method, and she didn't say anything for a long time.

The Ugin Pill works wonders after taking it for half an hour, and the time is almost up, and I want to see the effect for myself, so I said to the orange: "Orange, get up." She just moved slightly, and her body suddenly jumped up, uh, I was stunned, could it be that this pill was overused by me? Why does it come with a "special function"?

The orange got out of bed and her expression was also very funny, and the natural stupidity in the clouds really restored the innocence of a twelve or thirteen-year-old child. After all, I fed her the pill, so I still had to fool her with words, so I walked up to her and put my arm on her shoulder and said, "Orange's physique is really magical, and after being seriously injured, it is even stronger, and it is as effortless as it is to get up." ”

She scratched her head, still ignorant, I pulled her back to the bed and said, "Eh, you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the ground, I haven't laid the floor for a long time, and my skin is itchy." This remark is also degrading my own taste, but the orange injury has something to do with me, and I feel better in doing so.

Just think I was selfish and wanted to have peace of mind, and she didn't refuse to let me get her to bed and cover her with a quilt. Obviously, this orange is still empty, and today it really frightened this child, hey, after all, we are traversers who don't make some trouble and don't survive......

I also lay comfortably on the ground and wrapped myself in a quilt and slept, in fact, sleep is a form, in this form I opened my eyes and my mind was still the appearance of the pervert, he looked at the "little snowball" when he doted, he took away my shoes when the evil spirit, of course, today he injured my orange, this account is also remembered by me. You have the ability to beat a woman, you don't have the ability to show up, is it really a big husband who attacks a woman's boudoir all day long? I thought wildly, one day I turned the page so unknowingly.