"Fight, I owe you." Ying Lingshi wanted to say it in his heart and gritted his teeth.

"I'm not filial, but how can I make up for the lost filial piety?" Ying Lingshi was quite conflicted at this time.

"You can't even take care of your family, can you take care of others?" Ying Lingzhi said that, he raised his whip high and whipped it fiercely at Ying Lingshi.

"If the whip can relieve your grievances, just whip hard, and I will accept it unconditionally." Ying Lingshi's teeth were tightly closed, and he didn't mean to resist at all.

"Your father and I went to work in the medicine wine shop for you, and your father and I lured the people of Lingshi City into the Lingshi Yam Wine Workshop base in order to get you a good future, and your father and I took Ye Lingshi's future for you to get ahead, how selfish is this? How self-interested? After Ying Lingzhi said, he raised his whip high and whipped Ying Lingshi's back fiercely.

"Smack." Ying Lingshi closed his eyes at this time, he endured the pain, and took the heavy whip with peace of mind.

The sound of the whip snapping was indescribable, and the flying stream and the little plug next to it were distressed.

"Give it to me." Ye Lingshi snatched the whip from Ying Lingzhi's hand at this time, "Smack, smack." "Empty shook it twice.

"As a young man who has played since childhood, Ying Lingshi, you owe me a life, do you agree with this?"

"I should be standing and peeing on the spirit stone, it's a man anyway, I will pay it back if I owe you, and you can take it away at any time when you need it."

The room fell silent, and Feiliu and Xiao Zhuzi stared at Ye Yingshi deadly.

"Don't worry, tell the two of you, when it comes to force, you are not my opponent, and my force is beyond your understanding." Ye Lingshi flicked his whip again at this time, "Slap, smack, smack." "The voice has a ferocious feeling.

The martial value of Ye Lingshi belongs to the higher artistic conception in Xuanwu.

The artistic conception is a super-high-level martial art in Xuanwu, and the shape is free to burst out of force, or joy, or sorrow, or love, or hate, or resentment.

Those who practice this practice will live or die, good or evil.

Ying Lingshi didn't speak, but he was uneasy in his heart.

The warrior has passed away, who does kung fu work for?

Ye Lingshi raised the leather whip, gritted his teeth, and used all his strength to pump it on Ying Lingshi's body.

With this domineering whip, another bloody whip mark appeared on Ying Lingshi's back.

Ying Lingshi still gritted his teeth and did not squeak.

Ye Lingshi was even more resentful when he saw Ying Lingshi's condition, he picked up the leather whip and threw it three times, and then whipped Ying Lingshi twice in a row.

The whip marks on Ying Lingshi's back hurt fiercely, but he still insisted.

"Right is right, wrong is wrong, put right and wrong in front of family affection, and the same is true in front of friendship, what is it to suffer a little?"

"It's a blessing to suffer."

"Maybe it's a blessing in disguise."

"Let's go back." It should be greeted by Ying Lingzhi and Ye Lingshi.

Then the three of them turned into mist and entered Ying Lingshi's mouth.

"Take these herbs, crush them, and apply them to the whip marks." Ying Lingshi picked up the pen and hastily opened the prescription.

"Little plug ready." Feiliu hurried to the pharmacy to get medicine.

"Big brother, why don't you resist? Why not refuse their unreasonable demands? Feiliu asked as he took back the herbs and held his breath.

"Hate for your parents? And love for parents? You can't use a simple and rude way to relieve their feelings, as long as they are influenced by filial piety, and finally one day they will realize that they will turn back to the shore, or use wisdom to reach the other side. ”

"It's the same with love and hate for friends." Ying Lingshi replied calmly.

"Big brother, I'm confused by what you said, but I believe you're doing it right." Feiliu said word by word at Ying Lingshi.

"I feel the same way." The little plug pouted and wanted to say more, but couldn't express it.

"Feiliu, you can't use all your resentment to treat your parents, but use your heart to urge them to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, this is not empty talk, but to be practiced, practiced with heart."

"Understood." Feiliu confessed on his lips, but in fact, he resisted in his heart.

Ying Lingshi smiled slightly and didn't say anything more.

The little embolus and the flying stream applied medicine to Ying Lingshi's wound under the lamp.

"Does it hurt? If it hurts, I won't laugh at you and the little bolt, so you can shout it out. Feiliu said distressedly while dressing Ying Lingshi.

"What is that? If I can use the whip to relieve the grievances of my parents and Ye Lingshi, let them smoke until they have no grievances, I won't cry out in pain. "Ying Lingshi is really a tough guy style, when Feiliu and Xiao Plug gave him medicine, he didn't cry out in pain, and he didn't hold a grudge.

Ximen Erlang opened the Chinese medicine shop early in the morning, don't look at him active and hardworking, but he always feels that it is overkill, but he is very good at hiding his personal ambitions, if there is a chance, he wants to rely on his strength, being a small person like a servant must be Qu Cai.

Jiro Saimen remembers his visit to Smith's vault.

Smith greeted him with warm eyes, and said kindly: "Good boy, I am most optimistic about you in Spirit Stone City, it is only a matter of time before you are given an important position, now it is just a matter of training you." ”

Ximen Jiro listened with enthusiasm and almost knelt in front of Smith.

"Good boy, drink a glass of medicinal wine, this is a special treatment." Smith smiled brightly.

Ximen Erlang wished that he had medicinal wine to drink, but now that Lingshi City met and greeted, did he drink it.

Drinking this sentence is obviously a symbol of status, and further down is the level of medicinal wine, and it is also a flaunting character at all levels.

Medicinal wine that has been stored for ten years is a luxury that ordinary people dare not imagine.

Don't look at Simon Erlang's five-year cellar medicinal wine, but he is already grateful to Smith.

The most puzzling thing is that Smith receives a masked child-voiced man at night.

Smith was as warm and friendly as his own child, personally holding the cheese and cake, and without even blinking an eye, he opened the ten-year cellar of medicinal wine.

"You are the good boy I value the most, your future is bright, you have to make persistent efforts, and the beauty will always belong to you."

"Your praise is better than the repentance of my biological parents, and you will be my closest elder in the future."

"My good boy! Your words have reached my heart, you will be my real child in the future, don't be restrained, just say what you want to eat and drink, I am your home here. ”

Smith took a breath and continued, "When you are older, we will go together to live in a distant fairyland, where there is a beautiful place you can't even think of." ”

"I want to cry when you say that, Father Smith, can I call you that?"

"Of course! My good boy! ”

Smith burst into tears.