After Ximen Yun was rejected by Mingyu as a gift, he disappeared for several days. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoSeven days later, he reappeared as if nothing had happened. It's just that I don't dare to look at Mingyu squarely, and I don't dare to talk to Mingyu.

When Song Qi was practicing martial arts, Ximen Yun watched coldly for two days.

When he saw Mingyu teaching Song Qi to practice martial arts, he was so angry that his face turned from blue to yellow, and his nose was crooked to the side. I saw Mingyu and Song Qi standing quite close, as if playing Tai Chi, pushing each other around. Those who know know that they are practicing martial arts, and those who don't know think that they are sticking together and dancing.

At this time, he suddenly realized why Mingyu had become so cold to him after not seeing him for a year, and did not even accept a single gift from him, and the whole reason was now clear. He scolded Song Qi in his heart for being a frivolous person! also scolded Mingyu for being frivolous and cheap!

But it's useless to just scold in his heart, Mingyu doesn't pay attention to his feelings at all.

Ximen Yun frowned, thought about it, pretended to approach Song Qi casually, and said with a smile: "There are two beauties sparring, Brother Song is really a blessing!" ”

Mingyu listened, pretended not to hear, did not raise his head, did not pay attention to him, and still pushed Song Qi back and forth. Sometimes even skin to skin.

Ximen Yun was so angry, needless to mention, he couldn't bear it, but he forcibly held it back. Because he had no reason to have a seizure at all, let alone the power to interfere.

When Ling Xue heard this, she glared at him fiercely, and that gaze was like an iron nail, piercing Ximen Yun's face, making him very uncomfortable.

But Ximen Yun didn't pay attention to it, and pretended to be sorry and said: "Teaching him like you will only teach him a showmanship at most, and he won't be able to go into battle!" “

"What do you mean by that?" Ling Xue asked angrily.

"I have a way to let Brother Song practice good martial arts quickly!" Ximen Yun pretended to be unpredictable and said profoundly.

Ling Xue frowned, not knowing whether it was out of curiosity or contempt, she looked at Ximen Yun suspiciously and asked, "What can you do?" “

"You forgot? Our island is full of masters. Ximen Yun stretched out his hands as he spoke, and counted them one by one: "Hua Jiaotou, Mao Yong, Feng Dan, Fan Yinao, which one is not a top master?" With a little guidance from any of them, I think Brother Song's martial arts will definitely improve by leaps and bounds. ”

Ling Xue felt that there was some truth when she heard this, and nodded frequently.

Mingyu glanced at Ximen Yun and said lightly: "How could we not have thought of what you said. It's just that Brother Song doesn't have a martial arts foundation yet, and he hasn't reached the point where he needs to be high-handed. When we get to that point, we'll naturally ask them to teach. ”

"yes." Ling Xue felt that Mingyu's words also made sense, "Brother Song is still in the beginner stage, Brother Hua is so busy, how can I trouble them now." “

Ximen Yun spread his hands and said with a casual smile: "Although this is the case, good martial arts are made by fighting, not by putting them on display." Just imagine, Brother Song practiced with you two girls who are like flowers and jade, can he be beaten? If you can't fight, it's a fist to show your legs, it's useless, it's a waste of time! His gaze paused on everyone, and continued: "If you don't want to trouble the Hua Sect Leader, why don't you let Brother Song practice with me, and I'll let him fight a few times, so that he can practice twice the result with half the effort, and the progress will definitely be fast!" ”

Ling Xue saw that Song Qi's martial arts had not made any progress, and she had been looking for new teaching methods, at this time she felt that what Ximen Yun said was not unreasonable, so she looked at Mingyu and asked her quietly what she thought, Mingyu was silent for a while, and did not say anything.

"Isn't that right?" Song Qi furrowed his eyebrows, "How can I let you be beaten?" ”

"Brother Song, why should I be polite?" Ximen Yun said nonchalantly, "I'm not a fresh and tender flower, what's the matter with two punches?" ”

Song Qi saw that he couldn't push it, but he didn't know what to do.

At this time, Ximen Yun had already taken off his coat and stood in the middle of the field and beckoned to him: "Brother Song, come!" ”

Song Qi was speechless, and glanced at Mingyu and Ling Xue, neither of whom explicitly objected. He had no choice but to follow Ximenyun's words, walk into the middle of the field, and practice with Ximenyun. At first, he was embarrassed to really fight, and his fists and kicks were retracted as soon as they touched Ximenyun's body.

Ximen Yun looked serious, responsible and friendly, and often pointed to his chest and ordered Song Qi: "Brother Song, don't mind, just fight me, I'm not a weak woman!" I can take it! ”

couldn't resist Ximen Yun's initiative and enthusiasm, Song Qi had to use half of his strength to fight. Ximen Yun didn't dodge, but went up with his chest and took the punch firmly.

"Haven't you eaten, why don't you have any strength at all?" Ximen Yun glared at Song Qi, "Fight hard!" What kind of exercises do you practice if you don't work hard? “

Song Qi was amused by Ximen Yun's words, and he smiled, "Okay! I'm going to do it! As he spoke, he picked up his fists and struck at Ximenyun hard.

This time, Ximen Yun did not take the punch, but flashed to the side, and the fist grazed his right arm with the sound of whirring wind. Ximen Yun took advantage of the situation to raise his palm and slapped it on Song Qi's back. Song Qi leaned forward when he punched, and when he slapped him, he lost his center of gravity, shook a few times, and almost fell to the ground.

Ximen Yun took Song Qi's hand and pulled it back into place, "When punching, keep up with your feet, pay attention to the center of gravity, otherwise it will be easy to be attacked!" ”

"Yes, I'll pay attention!" Song Qi grabbed his hair and smiled embarrassedly.

After that, the two started fighting again. It can be seen that Ximen Yun's martial arts are very high, at least not lower than Ling Xue. If he attacks with all his might, Song Qi can't be stopped in one round.

"Is it okay for me to teach that?" Ximen Yun fought with Song Qi on the one hand, and turned back to ask Mingyu and Ling Xue for their opinions.

"It should work!" Ling Xue said with a smile.

Mingyu also nodded.

Despite this, the two of them are still inseparable from Song Qi. After a few days of practice, Song Qi's martial arts have made slight progress in terms of boxing style, speed, body shape, and all aspects.

This is something that anyone can see, and Song Qi himself can feel it.

While resting, Ximen Yun raised his hand to wipe his sweat, his gaze swept over Mingyu and fell on Ling Xue's face, but the corner of his eye was still on Mingyu's face, and said, "What do I say?" You see that Brother Song has made a lot of progress in the past few days! ”

Mingyu and Ling Xue looked at each other and smiled, looking very satisfied. Mingyu glanced at Ximen Yun unapologetically, feeling that his previous indifference to him was very unreasonable.

"Looks like your method works!" Ling Xue laughed.

Mingyu's eyelashes lifted slightly, smiled lightly at Ximen Yun, and said, "Since this is the case, then go on." ”

"Okay, with your words, disciplining Brother Song is progressing rapidly!" Ximen Yun finally dared to look at Mingyu squarely.

The embarrassing atmosphere caused by the refusal of the gift was swept away, not only between Mingyu and Ximen Yun, but even between the four of them, it seemed that the natural and harmonious relationship between them had returned to before...

But the good times didn't last long. This rapport lasted less than three days before the storm changed.

One day, while Mingyu and Ling Xue were going to change their clothes and wash their hands, Ximen Yun caught a glimpse of the two not present, and suddenly hit Song Qi in the chest with a heavy punch, shaking the latter five or six steps away. said in his mouth: "Practicing martial arts is not only to practice beating people, but also to practice being beaten!" If you want to be able to beat someone, you must be beaten first! ”

When he threw this punch, he was uneasy and hesitated for a long time. Now the rapport between the two of them was not easy to come by, and Simon himself enjoyed it. But when I thought of the scene where Mingyu and Song Qi practiced martial arts hand in hand, I thought back to the scene that night when Mingyu helped Song Qi to leave despite the stench of alcohol on his body, and he was angry.

Song Qi didn't expect Ximen Yun to suddenly increase his attack. Before, Ximen Yun only used three points of strength to punch. And this punch used at least nine points of strength, and this punch came too fast, Song Qi didn't have time to dodge, and he didn't have time to block, he took this punch hard, the pain went into the bone marrow, staggered back five or six steps, and almost fell to the ground. Song Qi covered his chest, frowned, and looked at Ximen Yun in confusion: "Brother Ximen, you are!" ”

After Ximen Yun threw this punch, he was bounced out seven or eight steps, and the fist seemed to hit the stone, almost shattering the bones in his hand.

He looked at Song Qi with wide open eyes, and said in his heart, this kid's bones are so hard!

He gritted his teeth, rushed up again with an arrow step, and raised a kick to kick Song Qi fiercely. He thought to himself that since the first punch was struck, he couldn't stop it, so he just had a good time.

Song Qi was startled and hurriedly dodged to the side. The speed of this kick was too fast, and Song Qi didn't dodge, it was kicking him in the abdomen, kicking him into the air, flying ten steps away, and falling heavily to the ground.

Ximenyun was shocked out for more than a dozen steps, and it felt as if his leg bones were about to break.

"Brother Simon, why are you beating me?" Song Qi shouted with his hands on his stomach.

At this time, Ximen Yun heard the footsteps of Mingyu Lingxue coming back, he simply lay on the ground, frowned, and praised in a strange voice: "Brother Song, this punch is good, it seems that you have made a lot of progress in the past few days!" ”

Mingyu Lingxue saw that both of them were lying on the ground, and she didn't know what was going on. After hearing Ximen Yun's words, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and asked Song Qi with a smile in the same voice, "Is it?" ”

Where did Song Qi have the strength to respond, he lowered his head and covered his stomach, humming softly.

Ling Xue saw the beads of sweat on Song Qi's face falling straight down, and while wiping his sweat with his sleeve, she frowned and asked urgently, "Brother Song, why are you sweating so much?" “

At this time, Song Qi's internal organs were in pain, he really had suffering, he couldn't sue Ximenyun for beating him, these beatings were just right, they were all internal injuries, and they couldn't be seen from the outside. Besides, Ximen Yun is still smiling.

"Maybe too hard, a little tired!" Song Qiqiang held back the pain, barely squeezed out a smile, and said with difficulty, and then he sat on the ground, lowered his head and said, "Let me rest for a while." ”

Mingyu looked at Song Qi on the ground suspiciously, and then looked at Ximen Yun who was standing next to him, and saw that he was also covering his chest and pretending to be in pain, so he said, "Since you are tired, let's rest, and this is the end of today." ”

The next day, Song Qi couldn't get out of bed at all. Ling Xue was so panicked that she asked with concern, "Brother Song, what happened?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that I worked too hard when I practiced, and now my back hurts and my legs cramp! Just rest for two days! Song Qi frowned.

Mingyu was suspicious, and when he saw this scene, he seemed to understand something, so he went to Ximen Yun angrily with raised eyebrows.

Mingyu hadn't been to the door of the Ximen family's main house for two years. This time, Mrs. Simon was so happy that she offered tea and fruit, and she was so busy that she couldn't close her mouth with a smile.

"Auntie, don't be busy, Miss will talk to Brother Ximen Yun." He raised his eyebrows and waved his hand at Madame Simon and smiled.

Mrs. Ximen was busy taking Mingyu's hand to Ximen Yun's room, and when she entered the door, she saw that Ximen Yun was also bedridden.

Seeing this situation, Mingyu couldn't say what he wanted to say, so he asked casually, "Ximen Yun, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Nothing! It's just that I have some back pain, and my hands and feet are injured! Maybe I tried too hard when I practiced! Ximen Yun said lightly.

"Oh, then you have a good rest!" Mingyu said lightly, then turned around and left Ximen's house.

After lying on the bed for three days, Song Qi could get up, but he no longer dared to fight against Ximen Yunlian, and even practicing martial arts was not so nervous.

And Ximen Yun lay on the bed for seven days, to be honest, he didn't dare to beat Song Qi easily.