The two of them added fists and kicks, and after more than a dozen moves passed, Xia Yu's breathing began to quicken, and his body movements became a little sluggish. It seemed that his internal energy consumption could no longer keep up.
Po Jun was also a little unsustainable. When he saw that Xia Xia Yu was twisting slowly, he immediately used all his strength and swept his arms across the air. Before Xia Yu Yu could duck out of the attack range, the edge of his palm cut into his ribs.
Xia Yu took a few steps back, sat down on the ground, waved his hand towards Po Jun, and gasped: "No more fighting, I lose! You are simply using your deep internal strength to bully others!"
Po Jun took a breath and walked over to pull Xia Yu up. He looked at his ribs and found that there were only bruises and no bones were injured. Then he felt relieved and said with a smile: "I can only use internal strength now.
I bullied you! Your kid is getting harder and harder to deal with now!"
Xia Yu took another breath, "I'm almost out of breath due to your momentum! I can't stand it anymore, I was injured by you again, I'm going to get some medicine!"
"Go quickly, I'll change my clothes too, and I'll find you later!"
"good!"
The two said goodbye, and Xia Yu left the martial arts arena, rubbing his ribs as he walked. When he was approaching his room, he suddenly saw Yan Luo standing at the door, looking at him with a half-smile.
Seeing Yan Luo's strange expression, Xia Yu couldn't help but feel a sudden thought, thinking that the affair between him and Qisha was exposed. However, this thought was quickly suppressed by him, because there was no anger on Yan Luo's face.
"Master, are you looking for me?" Xia Yu asked.
Yan Luo smiled slightly, "I have seen all your performances! This time, Po Jun was deceived by you again!"
Xia Yu was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Master's eyes are as bright as a torch!"
"You can win in the tenth move, right?" Yan Luo said, "Now Po Jun's strength is no longer as good as yours!"
"Master, can you not tell senior brother? He practices very hard. I'm afraid..."
Yan Luo waved his hand, "I understand your hard work. Although Po Jun's qualifications are superior, they are still not as good as yours. In addition, the skills you practice are special, and the gap will become wider and wider in the future."
"Then...he is also my senior brother!" Xia Yu said.
Yan Luo smiled slightly, "It's good that you have a close friendship with each other. When you compete with Po Jun in the future, try to use your own shortcomings to attack the other's strong points. This will help you even more."
Xia Yu thought for a moment and then saluted, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance!"
…
Just after the injury was taken care of, Po Jun took Xia Yu away again. In his last mission, he got some bottles of good wine from a wealthy Arab's wine cellar, and wanted to take Xia Yu with him to taste it.
Halfway through the drink, Qisha also joined in. The three of them sat on the sand dunes, looking at the yellow sand of the desert, drinking wine, chatting about recent experiences, laughing, shouting and making noise, until the sun set over the western mountains and the bright moon appeared.
Gao Xuan, who had just parted ways with his feelings still unfinished, made an appointment to go out to play together the next day.
…
The night was getting darker. Yan Luo had just finished handling some chores. He looked at the time and decided to spend the night at Lan Ling's place.
Speaking of which, although he and Lan Ling have a good relationship, Yama usually has to deal with a lot of things, and he also has to practice himself, so he often has to wait until very late to rest. Lan Ling, on the other hand, does not know how to practice, and rarely participates in the affairs of Yama Hall.
In terms of affairs, she is more like a typical traditional oriental woman, who just takes care of her husband and raises her children at home. Therefore, in order to avoid disturbing Lan Ling's rest every day, Yan Luo also has his own independent residence. Generally, if it is too late to check the time, he will not
Back to Lan Ling's place.
The moon in the sky was as white as jade, casting a silvery light on the entire earth. Yama couldn't help but think of the scene when he saw Lan Ling for the first time. It was also such a full moon night. The first time he saw Lan Ling, he was deeply moved.
He fell deeply in love with her. Over the years, he has grown old, but the years seem not to have left any traces on Lan Ling. Her skin is still as smooth as jade, and her voice is still clear and beautiful. Lan Ling and her daughter
When Qisha stood together, the two of them were just like sisters.
Yan Luo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, thinking about the past, while slowly walking outside Lan Ling's yard. He estimated that Lan Ling had fallen asleep, so he did not knock on the door, but climbed up the wall lightly, planning to sneak into her quietly.
Room.
However, as soon as they reached the wall, they saw a figure coming out of the bedroom and going to the backyard.
That figure turned out to be Lan Ling.
It's so late, where is she going?
Yama frowned, fell into the courtyard silently, and followed him.
The backyard was a huge martial arts arena. Lan Ling did not go deep into it. He just found a flat place, took out a square towel from his arms, spread it on the ground, and knelt down carefully.
She looked up at the bright moon in the sky, was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Unknowingly... you have been gone for so long... today is your birthday, do you still remember..."
The bright moonlight filled the earth, and from Yama's position, one could clearly see the tears twinkling in the corners of Lan Ling's eyes. His heart suddenly tightened.
Lan Ling didn't even notice that her husband was nearby. She took out a silk handkerchief from her pocket, wiped the corners of her eyes gently, and continued mumbling to herself.
"You and Sister Xin have been away for so long, and I don't know what's going on now..."
"Xiaoyu is back today. He is very good. If you see him in the future, you will definitely be very happy..."
"How are you doing with your affairs... You are always used to protecting the people around you, and you often forget about yourself. Do you know that you are very worrying..."
"Xiaoyu looks so much like you. When I see him, I feel like I saw you back then..."
"I can't follow you to do what you want to do. I can only pray here and wish you peace..."
…
Yama, who was hiding in the dark, looked increasingly ugly as he listened to his wife's words. He clenched his teeth and a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.
After Lan Ling said something in a low voice, she fell silent. Her face was alternately happy and sad, as if she was recalling some past events. After a while, she clasped her hands together and bowed to the moon.
After a few prayers, she lowered her head and put her hands on her chest, as if she was praying. After a long time, she raised her head again, looked at the moon, sighed deeply, got up and left.
Until Lan Ling left, Yan Luo still stood there, his body trembling slightly, his fists clenched, and he whispered: "You actually have feelings for him? You still miss him? Have you been lying to me?"
The night was as cold as water, and Yama stood quietly at the edge of the empty martial arts arena, completely unable to believe what he saw.
After a long time, Yama took a deep breath, and his body gradually stopped shaking. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and smiled faintly, "No matter what, you are my wife now, Yama! No one can take you away!"