Chapter 69: Bruises, Conflicts

Although I promised the fourth and thirteenth masters that they would not be reckless, but in the next few days, I still practiced every day with the injury on my hand. The Fourteenth Master still triumphantly reprimanded me and tortured me every day. Until noon on this dayβ€”

"Why did your hands become like this? Is all the medicine in vain? "The thirteenth master came to see me, it happened that I was changing the dressing, and I saw that the old wound on my hand was still not healed but more serious, these days I practiced with the injury every day, plus the weather was hot, I was still wearing cowhide finger guards, and the wound had begun to suppurate.

"I'm fine, don't be angry, Brother Thirteen." As I spoke, I tugged at his sleeve, and as a result, my own sleeve slipped down, revealing a few bruises on my armsβ€”those that had been beaten casually when the Fourteenth Master had taught me these days. It didn't hurt much, but my body was easily bruised, and I didn't have any medicine, so it became like this.

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What's going on? Who hit you? The Thirteenth Master shouted angrily.

It was the first time I saw the Thirteenth Master so angry, and I didn't dare to answer. Just blink at him. He shouted angrily: "I'll go find the old fourteen!" After saying that, I turned around and left, and I hurried to catch up.

He ignored me calling him behind him, and just strode forward. I met the fourth master on the road, he only called "fourth brother", and he didn't stop, so I quickly pulled the fourth master to follow him.

"Thirteen, what's going on?" The fourth master asked me inexplicably.

"Fourth brother, don't ask yet, hurry up and stop him."

But at this moment, we have arrived outside the tent of the fourteenth master, and the thirteenth master has rushed in, so I quickly pulled the fourth master in. As soon as I entered the door, I saw the thirteenth master stretching out his hand at the fourteenth master is punch, the fourteenth master was stunned, and before he could speak, the thirteenth master grabbed the collar. The Thirteenth Master asked loudly, "What's the matter with you?" Why did you beat Jade Ice like that? Even if Yubing was a little clever in horse racing that day, you don't have to hold a grudge like this. She is a little girl, you deliberately gave her a heavy bow that even men can't pull, so that her fingers are broken and she looks bad, and you still beat her? Are you still a man? You can even do it with a little girl! ”

The fourth master and I hurriedly rushed over to pull them away, and the fourteenth master had already reacted at this time, struggling to yell at him: "When did I hit her!" Besides, as for it? Which of us didn't use that kind of bow to draw a bow and shoot arrows when she was a child, and her hand was still broken? I'm just dissatisfied with her, but I'm a fourteenth brother, so I didn't hit her! ”

The thirteenth master became even more angry when he heard this, and even if the fourth master still stopped him, he was about to rush over and beat him: "I'll let you quibble!" Seeing that he couldn't break free from the fourth master, he turned his head and pulled me over, spread my palm to the fourteenth master, and said, "Look at her, a little girl, what have become of her hands?" After speaking, he pulled my sleeves again, exposing the scars on my arms, and shouted at the Fourteenth Master: "Look at it! Do you have a little bit of a serious start! Look at this bruise! ”

The Fourteenth Master looked at my unruly hand, and then looked at the bruises on my arm, and was suddenly dumbfounded: "How can this be?" I didn't do anything ruthless. Didn't we all learn that way when we were kids, why did she get like this? ”

"Brother Fourteen, I don't blame you, it has nothing to do with you." I hurriedly said, looked at the fourth master again and said, "Fourth brother, you can say something!" ”

The fourth master also stared at my injury at this time, obviously a little angry, his left hand gently held my wrist, and the slightly calloused fingers of his right hand gently brushed the bruises on my arm, his brows wrinkled more and more, he turned his head and asked the fourteenth master: "You hit her?" ”

The Thirteenth Master also spoke at this time: "When we were young, who didn't someone prepare the wrench and finger guards early when they learned?" This is still on hand, she stands outside every day for a morning, her two legs were injured a few days ago, and she still hasn't been able to take it well, can she stand it! ”