I can't describe the thought of Duanmu Dusk when he opened his eyes, in fact, his mind was blank at that time.

The whole body was cold, and a man pressed his hands on his chest, still panting. He didn't even see the man's face clearly, his head buzzed, like a punch in the temple, and his mind went blank.

Ai Hui noticed that Duanmu Dusk opened his eyes, but ...... Are pupils dilated?

Ai Hui was suddenly a little anxious, he had seen too much life and death. When they first entered the wilderness, there were 2,000 coolies, and only two came out alive. The others had all fallen forever in the wild and muddy land, and Ai Hui saw them fall in pools of blood with his own eyes, and saw their pupils dilute little by little, until they lost all their lustre.

"Loulan, what's wrong with him?"

Ai Hui asked, while patting Duanmu's cheek with his hand: "Hey, buddy, it's okay, wake up!

Loulan also seemed to have some doubts about the situation in front of her, but she still said honestly: "He has no problem." ”

Bang Bang Bang!

Ai Hui's palm slapped Duanmu's cheek hard.

Duanmu's dilated pupils gradually returned to focus, and his vision gradually returned to normal, and his face went from blurry to clear. When he saw the face clearly, his eyes widened.

Isn't that the damn bastard?

That guy who is obviously very poor, still doesn't go to class, doesn't practice, drags the whole class back, and can't hold up the wall with mud?

Is it the culprit who wasted countless hours of his time, tarnished his name as a genius, and caused himself to catch the cold?

Anger rushed straight to the door of his head, evil to the side of the gall, Duanmu sat up violently, about to break this hateful guy into pieces, and suddenly his movements stopped.

Cool......

My whole body was cold......

His expression froze, his movements froze, and after a moment, he bowed his head blankly.

All over his body, only his big pants remained, and the red palm prints on his legs and arms were in stark contrast to the pale complexion of other places on his body.

Oh no!

The depths of his round eyes instantly revealed horror, what did this damn guy do to himself?

Duanmu Dusk, whose brain was blank again, almost subconsciously grabbed the clothes on the side, and staggered out of the dojo.

Ai Hui and Lou Lan moved in unison, tilting their heads and looking at the door.

"It seems to be good, Loulan is really amazing. Ai Hui's tone was full of joy, he could finally go to cultivate.

Although Loulan didn't understand his situation for a while, it seemed to be fine. Loulan, who heard Ai Hui's praise, was also overjoyed.

"Thank you, Loulan, I went to cultivate. ”

"Ai Hui, goodbye. ”

Duanmu walked down the street at dusk, the cold wind blowing through his heart, and he was full of despair. He didn't dare to recall the scene just now, and he didn't dare to imagine what had happened during the time he was unconscious.

The darkest time in my life is now.

After a while, Duanmu Dusk gradually calmed down from the panic. He suddenly found that his wind and cold had been cured, he was born in a big family, plus his own talent was very good, and the family was also carefully cultivated, and his knowledge was not comparable to ordinary people.

After regaining his composure at this time, he thought of the red palm prints on his legs and arms, and he roughly understood how his wind cold and dampness had healed.

He was a little surprised that the garbage knew such a trick? Even he, who claimed to be well-informed, had to turn his brain to unite the two. The other party has already used this kind of off-the-beaten-path technique to cure his own cold.

It's one thing to hear a lot of knowledge, but it's another thing to be able to apply it in practice.

Maybe this guy isn't as bad as he thinks?

Jin Xiu, who is good at healing?

Although it is very strange, it is not unheard of in the history of the Five Elements Heaven. Maybe he underestimated him, after all, with that guy's poor qualifications, he would never be able to enter the induction field. If there are other talents, the induction field may be able to open up the net.

Calm down, and know the right way to heal yourself, Duanmu Dusk didn't mind what happened just now. But as soon as he thought that he was knocked unconscious by such a weak guy, Duanmu's face couldn't help but darken.

Even if he was sick at that time, his physical strength was exhausted, the other party's attack was too sudden, etc., it could not make him calmly accept the fact that he was knocked unconscious by a waste.

What a shame!

Especially when he thought of the master's request to him, his face was hot. The Master asked himself to teach a waste, only to be knocked unconscious by the waste.

Yes, he can say a lot of reasons.

I was too careless, too underestimating the enemy, I was carried away by anger, my physique was too poor, and I contracted the wind cold when I blew a little wind, and my endurance was too poor, and I was exhausted in just one night of practice......

However, there is no reason why Duanmu Dusk can accept it.

You're a genius!

Genius is to do things that others can't! How can you demand the same from yourself as those ordinary guys? That's relaxation, that's depravity, Duanmu Dusk, you're so ashamed!

Duanmu Dusk scolded himself in his heart, and he was bloody.

Suddenly, he noticed that the passers-by were pointing at him, and there were many girls among them. Seeing him turn around, the girls covered their mouths and snickered.

That's not right!

In Duanmu's life experience, he has never experienced such a scene. Wherever he went, whenever he went, those women greeted him with burning and obsessive gazes, and he had never seen such expressions on the faces of women looking at him.

Do you have something dirty on your face?

Walking past an armory shop, he stopped, picked up a polished knife, used the blade as a mirror, and looked at his face.

Then he froze.

Who is that guy with a swollen face like a pig's head?

A flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and a vague fragment burst into his mind without warning. A vague figure, as if shouting something, opened his hands from side to side, slapping his cheeks hard, like a continuous slap.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The crisp slap sound, the cheeks are like fermented and baked steamed buns, a little bit swollen and bulging, and then ......

The face in my mind coincided with the face reflected in the knife face now.

The hand holding the hilt of the knife shook, and Duanmu Dusk's mouth trembled. A moment later, like a volcano erupting, the roar of gnashing teeth almost toppled the roof of the armory.

"Ai Hui, I'm going to break you into ten thousand pieces!"

PS: There is one more section in the evening.