Huo Qubing in the presence of Su Yu'er was like a boy in high school who found out that the girl he had a crush on walked across the basketball court. He was filled with buffs. Even his uncle needed it when he was practicing with him.

Only by raising your spirits can you compete with yourself.

This battle must be won!

The young man carries such calm confidence.

Go out in style!

Then, the champion experienced the greatest ravage in history.

After a while...

"hiss……"

The young man was sitting on the sofa with a bruised nose and a swollen face, his mind was confused, how could this be possible?

My big man’s battle formation marksmanship...

Was he actually punched directly?

When the alcohol swab wiped the wound, the muscles on the boy's face twitched.

This feeling was simply more irritating than the irritation of strong alcohol spilled on the wound. He couldn't help but his face turned black. But when he raised his head, he saw the girl in front of him who was concentrating on treating his wound.

The girl has black hair on her temples and quiet light brown eyes.

When the wind blew over, the black hair on the girl's temples seemed to streak across his face, a little itchy, and when he breathed, it carried some fragrance.

"Does it hurt?"

Su Yuer's eyes fell on the young famous general.

"It doesn't hurt, why does it hurt?"

The famous young general came back to his senses, patted his chest, and said proudly:

"We have to use a lot of those disinfectants and medicinal alcohol. If others see it, they will think that we can't afford it!" Su Yu'er was helpless. As a famous general who grew up among the Royal Guards, she was a teenager.

In Huo Qubing, calmness and youthful absurdity still coexist...

"Talking hard..."

Su Yu'er didn't know how to evaluate it and sighed.

With a cotton swab in his hand, he applied medicine to the bruise on one side of Huo Qubing's cheek.

Huo Qubing, currently seventeen years old, is characterized by leading the army on long-distance raids, as well as his strong command rate and growth potential. However, his individual strength is only at the human level, and the leader of the Guard Hall is already at the myth level. Just now, Huo Qubing was carrying a spear on his back, and he was full of energy.

The leader of the Wei Hall deeply reflected on the tragedy of his half-teacher not understanding the concept of mythology and being directly injured in the waist by the water god Gonggong.

And made deep introspection.

learn a lesson.

So the fight has not yet begun. The body of the three religions integrated into one, the spiritual nature of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, the concept of supporting the sky and supporting the earth, and the internal scene of mental image communication are directly connected with the Hetu Luoshu in the waking dream. The five fingers of the left hand on the outside are slightly

The movement of Qi is the means of Taoist yin and yang turning around. The clear light between the brows is the blessing of Buddhism's other-mind connection and leakage-clearing connection.

Yin and Yang turn around!

Support the sky and the earth!

Calculate the cause and effect!

Avoid murderous intent!

The expressions on the faces of the gods who were watching slowly solidified.

I'm crazy...

Beat, beat, beat.

Then I saw Huo Qubing standing on the ground confidently.

Then he knelt down.

The path of the spear was directly restrained by Luo Zutong, and then he turned around with his backhand, clasping the spear with his left hand, and directly clasping the five fingers of his right hand. There was a Wei soldier who was killed by him in the black ice platform of Daqin with his bare hands.

technique, and then Huo Qubing was ravaged.

At this moment, Huo Qubing was still talking harshly. Su Yu'er was about to give him medicine when he clasped the medicine bottle in her hand with one hand. The head of the hospital smiled and said: "It's okay, Yu'er, go back first and I'll give him medicine..."

The famous young general's face froze slightly.

The corners of the guard's mouth raised slightly: "It doesn't hurt, does it?"

"...No, it hurts."

Huo Qubing gritted his teeth and spoke every word.

"Okay, then I won't be polite, Yellow Turban Warrior, hold me down!"

Wei Yuan snapped his fingers, and two yellow scarf warriors with big shoulders and round waists appeared in the void. One on the left and one on the right, they directly crossed Huo Qubing. Then the leader of the Wei Hall pressed his shoulder with one hand, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I'll set your bones and apply medicine myself!"

"Yu'er is also from Qingqiu, and I am also from Qingqiu. It's okay..."

The boy's groan finally turned into a scream.

Completely socialized in front of the girl he has a crush on.

The water ghost said with emotion: "By the way, has this young man always been so brave?"

"Don't he know that the boss and Gonggong had a fight?"

The Vodka Lady said:

"...If you were not brave, how could you lead hundreds of people to raid the Xiongnu's hometown?"

"Ah, that's true."

After a while, Huo Qubing sat on the ground, grinning. The pain was so painful that the seventeen-year-old boy was about to burst into tears. This had nothing to do with emotions at all. It was the body's stress response. He gritted his teeth and stood up suddenly, but suddenly he was slightly startled.

All physical injuries have recovered...

you!

Wei Yuan replied:

"A-Liang was not in good health before, but I nursed him back to health, so he still has some experience."

"Well, it's good that you can endure this pain, but your martial arts skills are a bit lacking."

Huo Qubing rubbed his shoulders and gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait...I will provoke you one day!"

Wei Yuan's lips curled up: "I'm looking forward to it."

"Now go wash your hands and eat. I'll teach you a few tricks later."

He casually slapped the seventeen-year-old Huo Qubing on the head. The latter refused to accept it. Then he suddenly thought of a question and said: "You said that you helped recuperate Wuhou's body. So, can he withstand such pain?" ?”

"of course not."

Wei Yuan said matter-of-factly: "I gave A Liang the painless version."

Huo Qubing: “…………”

The head of the guard hall smiled and said: "Still, General Hou Huo Qubing, the dignified champion of langjuxu, is actually afraid of pain to the point where he needs to be treated like a counselor who is in poor health. Of course, modern society is very democratic. If you If you want A Liang’s treatment, I can satisfy you.”

Huo Qubing saw Su Yu'er's profile over there, scratched his neck and said, "No, that's fine!"

Then a certain white-haired swordsman clapped his hands and smiled and said: "You have backbone."

"I admire a child with backbone like you the most."

"I'll teach you two moves later."

Huo Qubing: “…………”

The water ghost looked at the smiling white-haired swordsman over there, and seemed to see the nine tails wagging behind him, and murmured: "The fox's tail is exposed..."

Qi nodded and affirmed: "It is indeed exposed."

The young man touched the mask on his face and murmured:

"Yu, I'm sorry, A Yuan was led astray by a girl."

"When you come back, you may see two vixens..."

The white-haired swordsman over there has his right hand behind his back, his white hair hanging down around his waist, and a smile on his lips. Huo Qubing's aptitude is stronger than he expected. Well, he is a talent that can be made, so he will use the Qingqiu Kingdom The method with the black ice platform can be made vigorously.

"...A Yuan, are you bullying him?"

Behind the bar, a girl wearing a white shirt and light-colored apron sighed.

It was approaching noon. Jue was wearing simple home clothes, with her black hair tied into a ponytail. She looked helplessly at the proud white-haired swordsman over there, holding a spoon for tasting the soup. The cooking on the old street was rotating. Zhi, today it happens to be Jue’s turn.

Wei Yuan shrugged his shoulders, "I didn't, right, Champion General Hou."

Huo Qubing had blue veins on his forehead.

Then a stiff smile appeared on his face, and he said word by word: "No..."

"We are just competing against each other."
To be continued...