Hearing this, Wu Xuan hurriedly said: "Don't don't, my wife, I know it's wrong! From tomorrow, I will definitely lose a pound every day until my wife is satisfied!"

"Not tomorrow, it's today, now, before tonight, you have to lose a pound for me! If you can't lose weight, don't go back to your room to sleep!

Wu Xuan felt a burst of despair in his heart after hearing this, but he didn't dare to complain, so he could only hang his head silently and say, "Obey, wife." ”

Everyone looked at Wu Xuan with a gloating expression, wishing that he would be more miserable, and that the requirements of the spirits could be stricter.

Wu Xuan naturally knew that it was unreliable to ask for help from this group of old fritters, so he could only look at Xin'er aggrievedly, hoping that she could plead for herself.

Xin'er smiled slightly, jumped off the chair, came to Wu Xuan's side, and gave him an encouraging look.

"Hee-hee, Grandpa Wu Xuan, come on! Xin'er is looking forward to your eight-pack abs!"

Seeing that even Xin'er had no intention of interceding for herself, Wu Xuan was completely desperate in his heart: it seemed that after a while, he could only go out to exercise, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to get into bed.

Yuan Xiong on the side patted Wu Xuan's shoulder, deliberately showing a very sympathetic expression, but he still couldn't hide the smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Hey, Xiao Xuan, don't complain, the spirit is also for your good, you must know, you have lost weight, your appearance will be higher, the spirit will be happy, and the business of the Drunken Immortal Building will definitely be better!

Wu Xuan gave Yuan Xiong a roll of his eyes with contempt, but Yuan Xiong didn't care, and continued: "In the future, I will be your supervisor on the road to weight loss, don't worry, I will let Wu Xuan exceed the task every day!"

After hearing this, the spirit immediately smiled and said, "With your words from the second brother, I am relieved." ”

Yuan Xiong laughed when he heard this, patted Wu Xuan's back and said, "Let's go, Xiao Xuan, let's run!"

Wu Xuan was stunned when he heard this, "What the hell? running? now?"

Yuan Xiong said undeniably: "Nonsense! It's already night, and if you don't run now, today's task won't be completed! I said do you still want to lose weight, do you want to sleep?"

"But I've just eaten a full meal, so can't I rest for a while to digest and digest?" Wu Xuan pleaded.

"What else are you resting on, you'll digest it while running! Hurry up! Get up and run!" After saying that, Yuan Xiong couldn't help but pull up Wu Xuan. Wu Xuan, who weighed hundreds of pounds, was pulled out by Yuan Xiong, who was tall and tall, and said while walking.

"Remember! Run on your two legs! Don't cheat! Don't use magic, and don't move the Force! If I find out, run ten more laps!

"Second brother, just spare me......"

Seeing the two leave, the remaining five people did not sympathize with Wu Xuan at all, but laughed vigorously.

At this time, it is the golden age of the night, the outside is brightly lit, people take advantage of the night to go out, walking on the street, every street is crowded with people, the shops on both sides of the street are lined up, the faint moonlight is sprinkled on the simple red brick tiles, staying on the bright pavilion cornices, paved on the spacious street, adding a bit of hazy poetry to the evening scene of the prosperous Xuanyuan City in front of them.

Travelers stepped on the ground, as if stepping on the moonlight, while admiring the bright moon in the sky, while shuttling through the streets and alleys, in and out of various shops, everyone took advantage of this moment to go out for a walk and enjoy this beautiful night. The entire Xuanyuan City presented a prosperous scene.

Due to the early closure of the Zuixian Building, the whole building seems to be a little empty, the original place is a prosperous place, and this place is deserted, occasionally a few acquaintances pass by here, but they have chosen to leave in a hurry, not daring to stay here.

At this time, I saw a fat body, panting for breath, taking heavy steps, and constantly running in circles around the Drunken Immortal Tower. Others run with three steps and one breath, three steps and one breath. But this fat man is three breaths in one step, three breaths in one step. His body was already soaked with sweat, and the clothes on his body had turned transparent, and he could faintly see the fat on his stomach constantly shaking, constantly flying with sweat.

With each step, a cloud of mist rose behind him, leaving a puddle of water, which shimmered in the moonlight, just like his face, which was oily, but there was no joy to be seen, only endless bitterness.

The violent wheezing sound made everyone else in the building hear it clearly, but no one would sympathize with him because of his gasp, everyone looked at the fat figure with a lively expression. And behind him was a tall and burly figure, holding a whip that was neither thick nor thin, as long as the fat body in front of him stopped slightly, the whip in his hand would fall mercilessly.

"Smack!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Take bigger steps! Don't let me overtake you, don't take small steps like a, don't hear me!"

"Smack!"

"Adjust your breathing, don't mess around! You dare to urge magic when you say you can't urge magic!

"Smack!"

"Oh! Why did you stop, it seems that I didn't hit hard enough! Hurry up and get moving, and run ten more laps!"

......

These two people thought they were Wu Xuan and Yuan Xiong, Yuan Xiong did not show mercy at all because Wu Xuan was his brother, but was extremely cruel, although the whip was an ordinary whip, but Yuan Xiong was not an ordinary person, being whipped by Yuan Xiong like this, Wu Xuan only felt a hot pain in his back, and had to endure the pain and continue to run.

Sure enough, men, when they treat their own people, they hate them more than they treat strangers!

In this way, Wu Xuan was whipped by Yuan Xiong so generally, while crying and running around the Drunken Immortal Building with his face in a circle, sweat mixed with oil and water kept flowing out of his body, looking very miserable, not at all like what he should look like as the manager of the Drunken Immortal Building, more like a student who was corporal punished by the instructor during military training, his face was full of bitterness, pitiful, and no one sympathized.

"Grandpa Wu Xuan, come on! I'm still waiting for your eight-pack abs, if you really lose weight, Xin'er will definitely not dislike you in the future!

In the distance, Xin'er kept cheering, which gave Wu Xuan some motivation, but his heart was still extremely depressed, looking at the darkness in front of him, listening to the continuous urging sound from behind, and feeling the pain in his back that refused to go away for a long time, Wu Xuan wailed in his heart.

"God, earth, please, let me lose weight quickly, stop torturing me, if I continue to run like this, I will die!"

It's a pity that Cang Tian didn't respond to Wu Xuan's prayers, only Yuan Xiong behind him kept urging and whipping.

Outside the Drunken Immortal Building. Wu Xuan looked miserable. Not far away, in a no-man's corner, there was also a person who was suffering even more pain than Wu Xuan, but no one noticed his pain except for his old age.

......

At this time, the streets and alleys in Xuanyuan City were brightly lit, and people came and went, showing a prosperous scene, however, behind this prosperity, it was destined to hide an unknown desertion.

Washington, outside the wall, at the base of the wall.

It was pitch black, a very inconspicuous place in Xuanyuan City, far away from the chaotic streets, away from the noisy crowds, and no one passed by here on weekdays.

Because the place was so dark, too damp, so deserted that even at noon, the sun could not reach the inconspicuous base of the wall, which was no longer inhabited.

This has become the least crowded place in the entire Xuanyuan City, and all that accompanies it all day long is endless desertion and darkness.

However, it is such a very inconspicuous place, and there is one person, who is indeed a frequent visitor here - Huayan.

At this time, Hua Yan was hiding at the base of the wall, leaning against the wall, gasping for breath, his eyes were full of fear, his heart was full of pain, and his body was constantly trembling.

Cold sweat dripped down his chin, and at the base of this unmanned wall, the sound of "ticking" continued to echo, like mournful music on a lonely stage, which made people feel depressed.

However, it was this constantly reverberating mourning that made Hua Yan's heart gradually calm down, the sense of fear gradually dissipated, and Hua Yan finally felt a pair of warm hands, a pair of familiar hands.

At this moment, those hands are holding their hands tightly, bringing motherly warmth and girlish tenderness.

Hua Yan looked at the owner of the hands and said softly, "Thank you, old age." ”

Hearing Hua Yan speak, Hui Lao gradually withdrew his hands, lowered his head slightly, and used the wide black robe to cover up a flush on his face.

"It's okay, no thanks. As long as the young master is safe and sound, I am relieved. ”

Hua Yan nodded, and continued to lean against the wall, listening to the noise not far away, enjoying his own moment of peace.

Every time after leaving the Drunken Immortal Building, Hua Yan and Hui Lao would take this wall to the root of the wall and slowly calm down.

You must know that every time you enter the Drunken Immortal Building, Hua Yan has to bear great psychological pressure, she must be ready to die at any time, she must welcome the majesty of Miaochen and others, and she must face their cold eyes.

And I always have to keep a spring breeze on my face, a smile on my face, and use my hot face to stick a few people's cold butts, if you don't have a good attitude, it is impossible to do it. In the entire Washington Mansion, perhaps only Hua Yan and Hua An can be neither humble nor arrogant in Zuixianlou, talk very happily, and come and go freely.

However, this ease is only superficial. It is the freedom to put life and death aside and temporarily abandon dignity. It is a deliberate display of the resentment and fear in his heart. Therefore, this freedom is only short-lived, it has a price, and it needs to be vented.

Whenever he walked out of the Drunken Immortal Tower, the ease in Hua Yan's body would disappear, replaced by anxiety and restlessness.

This kind of anxiety and uneasiness made him unable to even walk, and many times he relied on the old man to help him to the root of the wall, because he did not want others to see his fragile side, especially the people of Washington! Now he is the pillar of Washington, and if he crosses, then Washington may gradually decline.

So he chose to be with the person closest to him - to grow old and stay quietly in this no-man's corner. And he leaned quietly against the wall, slowly venting the negative emotions in his heart.

His way of venting is direct and subtle. It is by listening to the sound of his sweat dripping, that boring and meaningless voice is indeed the best healing medicine for Hua Yan, which can make his mood gradually calm down with the sound of water droplets, so that he no longer feels fear, no longer feels afraid, but uses these emotions to constantly spur himself, and transform these emotions into the motivation to go to the Drunken Immortal Tower again!

Taking a deep breath, Hua Yan finally returned to his original appearance, looked at Hui Lao, and said with a smile: "Okay, Hui Lao." Let's go. ”

With that, Hua Yan turned around and walked back to Washington.

Hui Lao Dingding looked at the back of the great shore, and couldn't help but feel a little stupid: I recalled the first time I came out of the Drunken Immortal Tower, the young master stayed here for half a day before he barely recovered his spirits, but now, it only took less than a quarter of an hour to get up and return to Washington! I believe that with the young master in Washington, it will definitely get better and better in the future! And I will definitely always follow the young master and never separate!

Thinking like this in his heart, a trace of perseverance flashed in Hui Lao's eyes, and he turned into a black shadow again, disappearing into this no-man's corner, always following Hua Yan.

Hua Yan walked into Washington with confident steps, and the family members saw Hua Yan coming back and bowed to Hua Yan one after another.

For this young master who brought the family to revival and glory, all the members of the family sincerely admired Huayan, and they all regarded him as the backbone of the family, and subconsciously regarded him as the patriarch.

And Hua Yan did not disappoint the clansmen, making the status of Washington in Xuanyuan City rise, and in the face of the warm greetings of the clansmen, Hua Yan also responded with a smile.

And the real Huafu patriarch Hua An was already waiting anxiously in the lobby, and when he heard Hua Yan return safely with a smile, Hua An'an had both joy and sorrow.

At this moment, Hua Yan and Hua An were in the lobby again, and except for the two of them, there was no longer half a figure in the entire lobby.

Hua An looked at his son, he always had a confident smile on his face, but as a father, he clearly felt that behind that smile, there was a deep pain.

"Good work, son!" Hua An said, grabbing Hua Yan's shoulder.

Since ancient times, father's love has been so gradual and simple, but so deep and great. A simple sentence, but it contains too much fatherly love, so much so that these words can no longer be contained, and it is overflowing from the corners of the eyes of the two.

Hua Yan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a smile: "For the sake of the family's review, all this is worth it, father rest assured, I will definitely make Washington proud of the world again and win the world!"

"With your words, I am relieved. But remember, don't rush it, taking care of your body is more important than anything else. Hua An said lightly.

"Hehe, don't worry, father, I'll take care of my body!" Hua Yan smiled.