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Chapter 161: Bedwetting Boy

Ye Xiaochuan stopped with the third place, and it was very miserable, after the two elders were treated, they were carried down by Zhu Changshui and others and sent back to the mountainside residence to rest, and then they were wrapped into a big zongzi by Xiaochi, which was almost the same as a mummy, leaving only two eyeballs that were dripping and spinning.

Looking at his masterpiece, Xiao Chi clapped his hands, and walked out of Ye Xiaochuan's room with Zhu Changshui and the others, listening to the voice, it seemed that he had gone to the black market in Guangnatang to gamble for money.

When Ye Xiaochuan woke up, it was already noon the next day, and in his coma, the Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao True Method operated on its own to heal his injuries, coupled with the elixir of Cangyun Gate and the strange spiritual power of immortality hanging around his neck, he rested for a day and a night, except that his body was still a little sore, but it didn't hurt much.

He opened his eyes and saw the familiar beams above, and knew that he was lying on a wooden bed in his room.

He felt that the bladder was serious and the urge to urinate was heavy, and he struggled to get up to pee, but he didn't get up, his limbs were very stiff, and he thought that he had been amputated, and he was scared that his scalp was numb and his soul left his body.

When I looked at it, I didn't have an amputated leg, and I was wrapped with white gauze all over my body, and the wrapped ones were no different from the big rice dumplings, and the gauze on my body was straightened and estimated to be able to circle around the peak of reincarnation.

He could think with his ass that the masterpiece on his body must have come from the hand of Koike's little fox demon.

The external injuries are almost healed, that is, the fracture site still needs a period of time to heal completely, and the elixir and spiritual power are all auxiliary, which can quickly heal bruises and internal injuries, but the situation of broken bones is not good for a while.

Ye Xiaochuan's strength is not very strong now, as soon as his arms are forced, his bones are faintly painful, his body is tightly wrapped, and he has not broken free from the bandages after several struggles, so he can only honestly lie on the bed and shout for help.

Today is the last competition of this year's Cangyunmen Fighting Method, it is the finale of the competition between Yun Qiyou and Gu Jianchi for the first place, except for some servant disciples on the mountainside, there are almost no other disciples, they all went up to see the competition, who has the kung fu to save him?

His throat was hoarse, the rescuer was not called, and his stomach was rumbling.

This hungry stomach can bear it, the problem of hydrocystis can not be endured, at the end of the dusk, this big zongzi finally moaned comfortably, wetting the bed, it is estimated that this bedding can not continue to be used.

It's really retribution, last time I sprinkled a bubble of urine on the stone strip on the moon platform in the back mountain, but Gu Paner and others sat directly on the stone strip and ate snacks in the smell of urine.

Now the retribution came, and he wetted the bed himself.

When Baili Kite walked in, when he opened the door, he was greeted by a faint smell of urine, lifted Ye Xiaochuan's quilt, and immediately pinched his nose.

Ye Xiaochuan was not overjoyed when he saw that someone had finally come in, but instead threatened viciously: "If you dare to tell me about this, I will definitely not let you go." ”

Baili Kite was happy, laughing, unscrupulous, almost bent his waist with laughter, and did not untie the bandages on Ye Xiaochuan's body, but ran out of the room with a smoke.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't feel good.

Sure enough, in less than half a pillar of incense, Zhu Changshui, Xiao Chi, Chen Youdao, Yang Quanyong and others all flocked in, and the sound of giggling and laughing and scolding came out of that house.

Ye Xiaochuan was ridiculed by these bad friends, and if he was someone else, he probably wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in, and never saw anyone again.

But this guy is naturally cheeky, and at the moment, only his eyes can move all over his body, so he turned his big eyes and laughed with everyone, laughing more crazy than others.

After a long time, the bandages on the whole body were untied, and only Ye Xiaochuan, who had two arms and head still bandaged, sat in the disciple's dining hall, and several people were entrenched in a large table and asked for a table of dishes.

Everyone didn't dare to laugh if they wanted to, but Xiao Chi sneered every time he ate a bite of something delicious.

Ye Xiaochuan was furious and said, "You still have a smile, if it weren't for you tying me into a big dumpling, how could I wet the bed?"

Xiao Chi stopped laughing, took a piece of chicken with chopsticks and put it in Ye Xiaochuan's mouth, and quibbled: "It's none of my business, I thought you were seriously injured, so I helped you bandage it simply, how do you want to wet the bed......"

At this, she couldn't help but giggle again, and everyone else laughed again.

Ye Xiaochuan was really speechless, so he had to shout: "Careless in making friends, careless in making friends!"

He didn't want this group of scum scum to continue to worry about his bedwetting, so he diverted the topic and said, "Who won the first place? Is it the senior brother or the female robber?"

Baili Kite put down his chopsticks and said, "It's Senior Brother Gu Jianchi." ”

Ye Xiaochuan was not surprised at all, but said with some curiosity: "Did the two of them fight against the Beidou Sword Technique in the end?"

The crowd shook their heads.

Baili Kite said: "It's the same as yesterday when you fought with Yun Qiyou, the two of them didn't compete with the real method at all, it was completely a hand-to-hand sword fight, and they fought from morning to dusk, for four hours, and finally the ancient sword pool narrowly won with one move." ”

This made Ye Xiaochuan a little surprised. According to Yun Qiyou's character of not admitting defeat, when his cultivation is lower than that of the senior brother, he must have no choice but to give it a go, urging the Beidou Divine Sword Technique to fight with the senior brother, why are the two of them in close combat?

The so-called good things are good to go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, Ye Xiaochuan's bedwetting is spreading in Cangyun Gate at an extremely terrifying speed, and in just one hour, it seems that the entire Cangyun Sect disciples know about this stubble.

Many people in the dining hall looked at Ye Xiaochuan, whose head was wrapped in bandage gauze like a zongzi, and his arms were hanging by bandages, all pointing and discussing.

The third place in the Cangyunmen fighting method, the young genius who can perform the sword technique of urging the Beidou Divine Sword, actually wets the bed?

When Ye Xiaochuan was thinking about why Yun Qiyou didn't urge the Beidou Divine Sword Technique, Gu Pan'er, the smoke fairy, walked into the dining hall, and when she saw that Ye Xiaochuan and a group of people were really here, she swaggered and put a cloth bag in front of Ye Xiaochuan.

Everyone was puzzled and was about to ask, but Gu Pan'er didn't say anything and walked away.

Ye Xiaochuan couldn't move his hands, so Xiao Chi reached out and opened the cloth bag, and took out a brand-new porcelain pot from it, with a flat duck beak and a handle on the back, saying that it was a teapot, which was much larger than a teapot, and said that it was a wine jar, but the shape was a little weird.

She scratched her head, as if she had never seen this thing, and asked, "Brother Xiaochuan, what is this?"

Ye Xiaochuan's face was like a pig's liver, the others were laughing and almost fell down from their chairs, and the other disciples who were eating in the dining hall were also covering their mouths and laughing.

Chamber pot!

Ye Xiaochuan struggled to get up, about to hit the wall to seek death, and said vigorously: "Shame, I can't live! Let me die!"