The old cigarette butt called the big one to get a little hot water, they rubbed Cheng Huailiang's body aside at random, and cleaned his feet with hot water, and the old cigarette butt used a pin-like thing to poke a few blisters called by Cheng Huailiang, and put on the gold sore medicine left by Zhang Yuan, hoping that tomorrow will really scar as Zhang Yuan said, otherwise Cheng Huailiang will be forced to be hard tomorrow.

The old cigarette butt motioned to the big man to turn Cheng Huailiang over, poured the medicinal oil on Cheng Huailiang's sadness, and explained to the eldest brother, signaling how to push and how to pinch, his strength is not as big as the big one, let the big one operate.

The big one followed the tips of the old cigarette butt, wiped the medicinal oil all over his back, and then pushed it down so hard that even Cheng Huailiang couldn't help screaming in his sleep.

It really fucking hurts, Cheng Huailiang said with tears in his eyes.

The old cigarette butt saw that Cheng Huailiang was awake, and held him down and said: "It's okay if it hurts now, it won't hurt tomorrow if it hurts, the big one continues, and two more people will help press it." He was afraid that Cheng Huailiang would be too painful for a while to hold it down.

The scholar ran over and sat directly on Cheng Huailiang's lap, and the dog pressed Cheng Huailiang's other shoulder.

The big one saw that everyone was ready, and pushed it up again.

Anyone who has pushed the back knows what it feels like to not push it for a long time, and the operator is still a big reckless man, he doesn't know how to be lighter, Cheng Huailiang's cry has never stopped, his painful head is spinning left and right, and the tears are flowing down, and in the end, Cheng Huailiang is constantly begging for mercy, hoping that everyone can let him go, but no one is birding him, they are all busy with each other, and they are all holding him down hard to prevent him from moving.

In the end, Cheng Huailiang couldn't even scream, his body kept twitching with the massage of the big man, he really wanted to die at this moment, and he had no chance to take revenge in the future, after all, others are for your good.

In the end, with the help of everyone, the head and balls all over the body came out, and the other places were massaged by the big one, and the feet were also wrapped in their medicine, Cheng Huailiang lay there with convulsions and looked at everyone, does this group of guys have a tendency to abuse people, so toss him.

This revenge is not a gentleman, you guys don't let me seize the opportunity, Cheng Huailiang swore secretly.

Now my whole body hurts even more, and I can't even turn over.

The old cigarette butt comforted that it was very painful now, and it would be good to sleep tomorrow.

Cheng Huailiang wanted to scold, but unfortunately he didn't have the strength to scold, so he fell asleep directly.

When everyone saw him fall asleep, they were busy with their own things, and the basic actions were not done yet, so keep doing it, in order to become a master, you have to work hard, you have to work hard. Otherwise, it will only become a pile of bones.

Early the next morning, Cheng Huailiang was woken up by the herald, who asked everyone to start a fire and cook, and set off after a while.

Cheng Huailiang moved his fingers, it's okay, he can move, his whole body is still sore and swollen, it hurts, but it doesn't hurt as much as yesterday, he tried to get up from the ground by himself, the pain instantly attacked his nerves, and cold sweat flowed down, hey, he was actually fooled by this group of guys, and he told me that it wouldn't hurt if the meridians were activated, what about the pit father.

I looked down at my bandaged feet, and slowly pulled my steps apart, this golden sore medicine is really scarred, and the places where the blisters burst are now pink and tender, but just like this, doesn't it make me suffer more? How long can this scar resist the friction of straw sandals, it will definitely not take long to break, it looks like I have to bleed today, and today's road is even more difficult to walk.

Cheng Huailiang rewrapped the cloth that wrapped his feet, hoping that this would last a little longer.

Breakfast is simple, porridge with pickles. During the meal, the old cigarette butts asked Cheng Huailiang if there was anything wrong, Cheng Huailiang said that there was nothing, even if there was something, there was no way, at this point, the only way to persist was to persevere, deserters would be looked down upon, and Lanling would be looked down upon, thinking of Lanling, Cheng Huailiang was instantly full of fighting spirit, what is this little suffering? Brother is a traverser? It should also be a bit of a pig's foot halo.

After breakfast, as soon as the tent was cleaned up, Zhang Yuan, the haunted boy, appeared in front of Cheng Huailiang, Cheng Huailiang reluctantly continued to put the sandbag on his back, and Zhang Yuan took the other small sandbags, saying that he would bring them over in the evening. Cheng Huailiang gave his middle finger in front of him, Zhang Yuan just smiled at Cheng Huailiang in a gloomy manner, and didn't say anything else. This kid is broken.

No matter how much ink time will not stop for you, the large army began to march slowly to the front, and Cheng Huailiang cheered up and followed the old cigarette butts and them forward.

Cheng Huailiang chatted with the old cigarette butt from time to time about some interesting things to divert his attention, but the fatigue of his body still betrayed him, after all, he had never received such an exercise intensity before, and the fourteen-year-old body had not yet taken shape, and Cheng Huailiang found that he couldn't walk for most of the hour, tired, painful, and disturbed him. In particular, the hot feeling under his feet told him that the scar that had formed last night had cracked.

Slowly, he began to fall behind again, slowly falling from the middle of the group to the back of the group.

Zhang Yuan, this guy sneered and appeared in front of Cheng Huailiang again, this guy can beat people hard, and there are no scars afterwards. When Cheng Huailiang saw this evil star, he quickly lifted his spirit and chased forward again.

If you don't chase it, you can't do it, there is a leather whip in the back, Cheng Huailiang doesn't have a hobby of SM, so he can enjoy the fun of the leather whip if he has nothing to do.

But Zhang Yuan, this guy, always rode a horse to chase Cheng Huailiang behind, a little slower, and the leather whip crackled on the ground behind him, which was quite scary to hear.

Later, when Cheng Huailiang heard the sound of the leather whip, the leather whip really fell on his body, Cheng Huailiang was in pain, and immediately ran forward as quickly as a wild horse, every time Zhang Yuan thought that Cheng Huailiang was going to fall, this guy actually staggered and continued to run forward.

Zhang Yuan found that he liked the game very much now, and he wanted to know when Cheng Huailiang would collapse and how strong his perseverance was.

Poor Cheng Huailiang's persistence every time actually aroused Zhang Yuan's interest, I don't know if this is his luck or misfortune?

However, no matter what, this game will continue, to the foot of Yin Mountain, Lanzhou is still far away.