A few hours later, the hour passed.

Fan Jie walked to Ye Qingchen's side gently: "Senior brother, junior brother Qingchen?"

After dinner, Ye Qingchen went to bed early, but because he had never slept so early. It was only after an hour that he tossed and turned and fell asleep, and he didn't sleep long now. It's a good night's sleep.

Seeing that there was no response after screaming twice, Fan Jie gently covered Ye Qingchen's mouth and punched Ye Qingchen in the stomach.

"Woo!" Ye Qingchen woke up suddenly.

"Get up, follow me to practice!"

After speaking, Fan Jie took the lead and walked out.

"You still use your fists to get people up......," Ye Qingchen complained.

"I never say my words a second time, and if I need to, I will solve it with my fists a second time. Fan Jie's face was indifferent, and then, one dodged, and disappeared into the woods not far away.

Ye Qingchen was helpless, so he had to pat his face vigorously, cheer up his spirits, and follow.

"Little junior brother, before you start practicing, you and I will have a discussion first, so that I can have a good idea of your current strength. Draw the knife," Fan Jie said coldly.

Hearing this, Ye Qingchen's face showed a hint of excitement, and he was finally going to fight with the senior brother.

"Vientiane Thunder" Fan Jie shouted, more than ten knife shadows instantly enveloped Ye Qingchen's vital body, Ye Qingchen looked at it, only to see that the knife marks were vague and came quickly, and its speed and power were really not comparable to Lu Hongtu's generation. But after all, after the Dafa of the toilet has been practiced, he can still see the truth clearly......

Immediately, his right hand was raised, blocking Fan Jie's long knife, and he only felt a huge force coming from his arm, and the long knife almost escaped. That knife seems to have a thousand powers......

Then, Ye Qingchen poked the handle of the knife with his backhand and pointed it towards Fan Jie's shoulder and neck points.

Suddenly, Ye Qingchen felt a tightness in his hand, and Senior Brother's left hand had already grabbed his wrist at some point.

At the same time, there was a sharp pain in the lower abdomen, and Ye Qingchen saw the figure of the senior brother quickly retreating. That's because he has been kicked away by Fan Jie.

With a loud bang, Ye Qingchen's body slammed into the gravel behind him.

At this time, he only felt as if a big hole had been dug in his abdomen, and the pain was incomparable, and his whole body seemed to fall apart. Where is this competition, it is obviously a ruthless hand.

In a daze, he saw the senior brother slowly walking in front of him.

Fan Jie grabbed Ye Qingchen's hair, lifted his head, and said fiercely with a fierce look in his eyes: "Boy, I can't even hold on for two rounds under my hands, just because you want to participate in the big competition these two times?"

I don't know how thick the sky is! Lao Tzu's ugly words are ahead, if you complain about the exercises, beat! If the practice is not completed, beat! Don't get up, beat! Cry nose, beat! Do you understand?

"Yes...... Senior Brother!" Ye Qingchen swallowed his saliva and looked at Fan Jie with a face like a Yama in horror, at this moment, the moonlight was low, the dark clouds were overwhelming, and under the low-hanging night, the senior brother's originally fierce face was even more hideous, what kind of iron-faced sword god is this, and he escaped from an iron-faced Yama from hell.

Ye Qingchen had an ominous premonition in his heart, the second senior brother once said that the word iron mask was far from enough to describe the ruthlessness of the senior brother......

The exercise begins.

The content of this first exercise is very simple, Fan Jie still has a pebble, Ye Qingchen must catch up and catch it.

It's easy to say, but it's hard to do, although the stone thrown by Fan Jie is very high and has a certain arc, but the beginner is not good, every time Ye Qingchen runs halfway, the stone falls to the ground. After fifty trips, Ye Qingchen was exhausted, half dead, and collapsed to the ground out of breath: "Senior brother, I really can't run." ”

Fan Jie didn't look surprised, and slowly walked over and picked up Ye Qingchen and beat him.

Bang!

"In the future, the time for you to rest is the time for me to beat you!" Ye Qingchen's screams came, and the words that Fan Jie had just said sounded in his ears: "The practice is not completed, fight!"

Bang!

Bang!!

Bang!!!

"Stop fighting, I'll practice!" Ye Qingchen still prefers the boring practice to being beaten.

Three quarters of an hour later, Fan Jie finally gave an order and stopped. Ye Qingchen collapsed to the ground on all fours. Sweating profusely, panting, and unable to stand up again.

"You have half an hour to rest. Then move on to the second item. Hearing this, Ye Qingchen's heart jumped...... By this time, his legs were already shaking from the loss, and it had only been three quarters of an hour, so what was he going to do next......

The second exercise is also very simple, still stones.

Fan Jie slowly repeated the essentials of the action, Ye Qingchen carefully observed it and really let him see a little way, this is still the way the stone is used to exert force and the full moon style has a great similarity. At this time, he realized that it seemed that the senior brother would not immediately teach him the stunt, but first lay a solid foundation for the foundation......

Then Fan Jie threw a stone as Ye Qingchen's ultimate goal.

Ye Qingchen looked at the stones that flew so far that he couldn't see the edge, and he didn't know where he fell, and he was terrified: "It's so far!"

At this time, in the camp.

Pebbles fall......

Tong!

Li Rui opened his eyes in a daze, at this moment he only felt a sharp pain in his brain, sat up, but there was silence around him, and there was nothing unusual?

Everyone is asleep.

He looked around blankly, and drowsiness struck, and he snorted again, and fell into a deep sleep.

When it was Ye Qingchen's turn......

Not even half the distance of the elder brother......

"You can't throw half the distance, one punch at a time!" said the senior brother coldly. Walked back. Hearing this, Ye Qingchen swallowed a mouthful of spit. Picked up a stone and threw it out again with all his strength.

"Not half there!"

"Ahh

Ye Qingchen's screams sounded again!

Three quarters of an hour later. Fan Jie commanded and stopped, Ye Qingchen quickly lay down on the ground, sweat soaked through his clothes, and stuck tightly to his body, unspeakably uncomfortable. He knew he only had half an hour to rest.

In this third training, Fan Jie picked a half-human-high stone, tied a sandbag to Ye Qingchen's leg, and ordered him to keep jumping.

Unexpectedly, before this third item was carried out for a quarter of an hour, Ye Qingchen's physical strength was finally exhausted and he was completely paralyzed......

"Big brother, I can't dance at all......"

"Ah!!" With Ye Qingchen's scream, the sky was already slightly bright.

Back at the camp, Ye Qingchen, who had a blue nose and swollen face, attracted everyone's attention, how could he become such a beating after not seeing this kid all night?

For the next day, Ye Qingchen lay on the horseback and hummed. From time to time I fell off the horse's back. The fall hurt excruciatingly.

"Senior brother, can you do it lightly?" Li Rui looked at Ye Qingchen's embarrassed appearance and couldn't bear to say.

"I've left my hands behind. ”

Hearing this, Li Rui shook his head helplessly. It is true that if Fan Hong is replaced, I am afraid that he will not be able to stand up at this time.

In the early hours of the next morning, it was again in the middle of a forest. Ye Qingchen's screams kept ringing out.

I saw that Fan Jie's fists were not dense. But each punch was extremely heavy, almost to the flesh.

Ye Qingchen was covered with bruises and skinless. This is practice, and it is simply abuse. The beating was also mixed with numerous abuses.

Bang!

"Shit, shit!"

Bang!!

"Waste my time!"

Bang!!!

"Do you know that Lao Tzu is very hot, and he can't sleep in the middle of the night! ”

Day 5.

"Senior Brother Li Rui, can I trouble you?" Ye Qingchen asked Li Rui while holding a rope.

"Senior brother, you say!" Li Rui looked at Ye Qingchen, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and shook his head secretly.

"Can you tie me to my horse and put me down when you get to the campsite? ”

"Yes...... Yes!" Li Rui nodded.

From then on, every day I could see a young man with a blue nose and swollen face in the procession, tied up and sturdy, and sleeping on horseback.

Seeing this, the apprentices of the Juli Dart Bureau laughed and discussed, and gave Ye Qingchen the first nickname in his life: "Sleeping God on Horseback"

And they don't know it...... Every day in the middle of the night, what happened to Ye Qingchen.

Day 15.

As soon as I entered the boundary of Jiangzhou, I saw several horses coming from the dust, and the people on the horses were all capable, wearing ordinary civilian clothes: "The two of you are the dart heads from the city?"

Chen Zhenshan of the Yellow River looked at each other with a look of vigilance: "Your Excellency is ......"

"Jing Decheng, the head of the county government in Cangxian County, Jiangxia, has been ordered by the top to help you and others get through Jiangzhou safely. As he spoke, he shook his hand and took out the official document and letter seal. It was handed to the two of them.

Huang He and the others carefully checked and saw that the official documents and letters were correct. Only then did the smiles come together.

That night, when Ye Qingchen was practicing, he didn't let out a scream, but looked at the senior brother like Yama with hatred. Gritted his teeth and took all the fists off. So far, Ye Qingchen's rest time is the time to be beaten. Sometimes I can't run anymore, so I stop and eat a fist.

"Well, the bones are hard! don't call, it's good!" said Fan Jie, adding two more points of strength to his hand.

"Can't I call it...... Ahh

"Waste, father and son are both waste. ”

Hearing this, Ye Qingchen suddenly raised his head: "What did you say?"

Fan Jie's face froze: "Slip of the tongue!"

From the thirtieth day, Ye Qingchen felt weak all day. The soreness was unbearable. No matter how much you sleep, you can't lift your spirits.

The fist hit the body even more painfully than at the beginning. Whether Fan Jie added strength or was too seriously injured, he couldn't tell. He only knew that he would not be able to hold on like this.

It is true that who has been beaten by a famous master on the rivers and lakes for 30 days in a row, who can hold on?

At this time, Senior Brother Li Rui came to him with a bowl of steaming decoction in his hand: "Senior Brother Qingchen, this bowl is my ancestral internal medicine for treating bruises, promoting blood circulation and removing stasis and restoring physical strength. You drink it, it's good for you to practice. ”

Hearing this, Ye Qingchen's dull eyes glowed with a faint light, and he looked at Li Rui gratefully.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li Rui. ”

It happened that Fan Hong passed by: "Boy, don't give up, my eldest brother's fist is getting heavier and heavier, you must persevere to the end, taste the taste of that full blow, tsk, wonderful!"

Seeing that this kid was beaten by his eldest brother all day long, Fan Hong couldn't have been happier in the past month.

And Ye Qingchen secretly said to himself, why are the people surnamed Fan so annoying, and suddenly he was stunned in place...... Fan Hong likes the little junior sister, and Fan Jie is his eldest brother, so he naturally wants to be his younger brother, so he tortures himself like this...... Thinking of this, he clenched his fists and looked at the Fan brothers with resentment......