signingbooks Chapter 120 Martial Arts Revenge 9
Chapter 120 Martial Arts Revenge 9
The willow tree was originally growing well, but when it was hit for no reason, its branches shook and its leaves fell.
The two green herons were startled to fly, and the sound of fluttering wings made Ye Qinghan even more upset. What was even more annoying was that there was a bird that seemed unable to fly for a long time, and could only keep chirping in fright Barking.
Ye Qinghan jumped up and grabbed the bird with a wave.The snow-white bird was tremblingly trapped in Ye Qinghan's hands, its small black eyes were wide open, filled with panic and panic, and the cry in its mouth became even more shrill.
Ye Qinghan looked at this bird, and for some reason, he remembered Tanyi, and remembered that autumn, when Tanyi carried a small package on his back, and was wearing a slightly yellowed white shirt, staggering alone. Climbing halfway up the mountain, before he could catch his breath, he was whipped head-on for no reason.
At that time, Tan Yi also had the same expression, but he just felt that he was too useless.For so many years, he has never apologized for that whip. Every time they meet, he is either treated indifferently or verbally humiliated. How can Tan Yi look at him differently?
Ye Qinghan's hand could no longer use force, and the bird took the opportunity to get out of his palm.
This little white bird has quite a temper. Although it was pinched hard, it didn't rush to fly away after escaping. It even went around Ye Qinghan's hand and pecked a few times to vent its anger until it saw Ye Qinghan's shining eyes. Mou was so frightened that he stopped, flapped his wings and flew away tremblingly.
After being pecked like this a few times, Ye Qinghan's mood improved strangely.He leaned against the tree, looked at the layers of green willows and red flowers, and thought in a daze, if Tan Yi could give him a few whips like this, and then forget what he had done, that would be great.
Now, does he really have a chance?He thought of the "Fei Fei" who suddenly appeared again, and he couldn't help feeling bitter and bitter.
"Ah." Suddenly there was a distressed sigh from the side, Ye Qinghan frowned slightly, he didn't notice that someone was beside him.
He followed the sound and saw a familiar figure beside a willow tree, probably a young man.Because of his thin body, a willow tree almost completely blocks him.
The boy was holding a small mahogany box, opened it and saw that it was red rouge.Facing the rouge box, he said sadly and sadly, "What's so good about that pork seller? Not only does he look like a girl, but he also hangs out with others in the market all day long, full of sweet words, why did you get kidnapped by him?" Are you leaving?"
These words simply poked Ye Qinghan's heart.That "Fei Fei" is just an obscene thing from the place of fireworks. He is neither male nor female, and he is dissolute by nature, but he is used to turning things upside down and talking cleverly, but he tricks Tan Yi into ignoring him anymore!
"Obviously he would call me Brother Zhong with a blushing face before, but now he turns his head when he sees me."
In the past, when Tan Yi and him faced each other day and night, they were so close.But now, every sentence he said to him was only cold questioning.
The boy sighed and sighed, took out another painting from his arms, opened it, and called out affectionately and painfully to the portrait, "Ah Hua!"
Ye Qinghan was still a little curious about what the sweetheart of this "sick and sympathetic" person with him looked like, but when he heard the "Ah Hua", all curiosity disappeared immediately.
When he looked at the portrait again, he saw only a very mediocre woman, and couldn't help but sneered in disgust, "It's ugly." It was far worse than Tan Yi.
Tan Yi's romantic appearance, if you search all over the world, I am afraid that no one can match it.Thinking of this, Ye Qinghan couldn't help but feel a faint pride in his heart, and he didn't even notice if there was something wrong with his thinking.
In fact, although the woman in the portrait is not all-powerful, she has nothing to do with ugliness, and she can be regarded as a delicate and beautiful woman.The young man looked left and right, and the more he looked, the more he liked him, but when he thought of the ruthless appearance of his sweetheart, he could only grieve, "Why don't you understand my heart?"
Ye Qinghan didn't bother to compare Tan Yi with these vulgar women. He was planning to leave, but when he heard these words, he was instantly drawn out of his heart.
Tan Yi always felt that he aimed at that person everywhere, always felt that he would only bully the weak, felt that his every move was unreasonable, and even regarded him as an enemy.However, he never thought about why he would do that, never believed his words, and never... didn't understand his heart.
What should he do so that he can understand his heart?
How to do it?Ye Qinghan suddenly thought of something, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and it suddenly became brighter.
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In his sleep, Tanyi received news that his favorability had increased.
[Drip, Ye Qinghan's favorability has increased by 10 points, and the current favorability is 80. 】
[Drip, Murong Fei's favorability has increased by 10 points, and the current favorability is 60. 】
The beep sound kept beeping, of course Tan Yi couldn't fall asleep, and woke up immediately, but he didn't open his eyes immediately.
Murong Fei was exercising his kung fu to heal his wounds, and a steady stream of strong internal energy was transmitted from his back, making his whole body feel warm and harmonious, and all the weakness he had felt these days seemed to have disappeared.
Murong Fei has always been addicted to martial arts, but transporting internal energy to heal others is a thing that consumes a lot of energy.Although the favorability has increased, Tan Yi never expected that Murong Fei would be willing to do this.
In fact, Murong Fei himself did not expect that when he saw Tan Yi fainted in front of him, he would be so flustered that even the hand that held him trembled for a moment.This feeling is very strange, as if the whole person is suddenly out of his control, panic, worry, fear... All kinds of emotions that shouldn't belong to him come one after another, and all his actions are almost subconscious....
After about half a quarter of an hour, Murong Fei finished his work.Because of the rising body temperature, he felt that the hastily bandaged wound on his hand began to ooze blood again.
[System: Hmph. 】
[Tan Yi: What are you humming, do you still have a petty temper? 】
【system:……】
[Tan Yi: If you have something to say, please say it, don't dawdle, it's not easy for me, your master, to be distracted and chat with you in front of the big devil. 】
[System: ...Master, why don't you bandage it properly? !So many knives!woo woo woo tat]
[Tan Yi: Cough, this is it.Blood, after all, has to be shed for value~]
[System: Tat! ! ! 】
Murong Fei also noticed the blood color gradually smearing on Tan Yi's hands.He gently hugged Tanyi in his arms, raised his wrist, and rolled up his sleeves, and saw several bandages tied randomly on Tanyi from his wrist to his forearm. Blood red seeped out.
Murong Fei untied the bandage round and round, and saw about seven or eight inch-long wounds scattered all over it, and these wounds were particularly shocking on the white as frost arm.Tan Yi told him to take a good rest every day, and decocted and delivered medicine to him every day, but he didn't pay attention to himself.On the contrary, every time his injury improved, there would be an extra scar on Tan Yi's hand.
Murong Fei lightly touched Tan Yi's bleeding wound, lowered her head slightly, pressed her cheek against her arm, stuck out her tongue, and lightly licked the blood from Tan Yi's wound.Bright blood stained the corners of his lips, like a ghost.
Murong Fei quietly narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and the dark red light was faintly visible in his eyes. He said softly, "My lord, don't be so easy to treat others so easily in the future."
He licked the wound bit by bit, and every time he licked a spot, Tan Yi's wound healed slowly.
[Drip, Murong Fei's favorability has increased by 5 points, and the current favorability is 65.]
[Tan Yi: Let's see, isn't it useful. 】
[System: ...Even if you have 50 favorability points, it's not worth the owner's blood. 】
[Tan Yi: Do you have a love story with Shen Liuxue? 】
[System: (biting a handkerchief and crying)]
After bandaging the wound again, Murong Fei laid Tan Yi flat on the bed.After covering the quilt, he happened to see the folding fan next to Tan Yi's pillow, and with a thought, he picked up the fan and unfolded it gently.
A freehand landscape painting is gradually unfolded, and there are a few delicate lower characters in the upper right corner: the green hills are faint, and the flowing water is far away.
Murong Fei smiled lightly, and slowly put away the fan, but suddenly found that there was a small character written in the lower left corner of the fan: Liu.