Self-cultivation of beautiful cannon fodder

Mei Yan was taken back to the room by Ling Han with a serious face, and he tried to struggle: "I'm fine, I'll be fine if I scratch my skin for two days, I can continue to practice."

Ling Han closed the door, moved a chair and sat at the door coldly, pretending not to hear what Mei Yan said, and blocked the door motionlessly.

On the contrary, Yan Ye burst into tears: "I shouldn't have told Master that I was in a hurry to learn swords. It's all my fault, which caused Second Senior Brother to suffer such a serious injury!"

Mei Yan: "...Junior brother, you are exaggerating. People who practice martial arts, such a small injury is nothing."

Yan Ye cried even louder.

Not long after, Mu Yufeng brought the doctor back.

Hearing that the patient was seriously injured, the doctor who rushed here with a lot of medicine saw the shallow wound at first sight: "..."

"What's the matter doctor, do you think it's not serious?" Mu Yufeng smiled, but for no reason it made people feel cold behind.

The doctor moved his eyes away from the small wound, and this time he finally saw the whole face of the injured.After a long silence, he nodded: "It's very serious, I'll apply the best wound medicine right now."

When the doctor was applying medicine to Mei Yan, Mu Fengyu called out the remaining two apprentices.

"You should all know Bai Yue's temper by now." Mu Fengyu paced back and forth with his hands behind his back: "He is very hardworking, but his bones are poor and his physique is weak. That is to say——he will hardly be a master.

And the two of you, each of you have excellent bones, as long as your comprehension is not too low, it is not a problem to become a master who is unique in a million. "

Ling Han and Yan Ye were not happy about the bright future, Ling Han frowned, and Yan Ye said worriedly: "Second senior brother will definitely practice sword harder after he knows that he is weak."

"You're right." Mu Yufeng stopped and looked at them: "But his body can't bear this kind of practice. So, for the sake of his body, I hope that when you practice against him... be merciful .”

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Time flies, and the three teenagers who practiced sword together turned into youths.

Mei Yan dodged Yan Ye's attack, and pointed the wooden sword in his hand to his shoulder with his backhand.Yan Ye took a deep breath, and fell to the ground clutching the place where he was pointed: "I lost, I haven't practiced properly for a few days, and the second senior brother is getting better and better."

Meiyan put away the wooden sword, tried hard to suppress the smile on his mouth, and said with a straight face: "You need to practice more, but you really shouldn't beat me, your elder brother is still a little better than me."

"Ah?" Xiao Ye was startled, the senior brother told him a few days ago that the weather was hot, and the second senior brother was getting weaker, so he should give way to the second senior brother more during the sparring during this period.As a result, he deliberately lost to the second senior brother in the duel, but heard the news that the senior senior brother had won the battle with the second senior brother.

Eldest brother must be trying to impress second senior brother that Ling Han is better than Yan Ye!Insidious, really insidious!

Yan Ye gritted his teeth, while Mei Yan walked away in the joy of victory.

Since he started learning swords, Mei Yan often practiced with his two senior brothers.He thought he would be defeated in an instant, but what he didn't expect was that he was able to make two moves against the senior brother who was the dragon and phoenix among the two!

Meiyan saw the hope of becoming stronger, and practiced sword harder since then.Only occasionally because the weather is too cold or too hot, I would faint while practicing.

But every time he wakes up, he will find that he is stronger than before!Can make more tricks in the hands of Ling Han and Yan Ye!

God rewards hard work, it really is the truth.

In the early morning of the next day, the three brothers and sisters went to the sword training ground as usual and waited for the master to teach.

But this time Mu Yufeng didn't hold a sword in his hand, but a letter.

"For so many years, I have taught you everything I can teach you as a teacher, and you have all learned well. Now it's time for you to go out and practice." Mu Fengfeng handed the letter in his hand to Linghan: "This is The invitation letter for the martial arts conference, you can go and see for a long time."

Mei Yan happily went to pack the package, while the remaining three gathered together and whispered.

Mu Fengyu: "This time out for training, we must protect Bai Yue, understand?"

Yan Ye nodded crazily: "Of course, what do you say, Master?"

Ling Han was confused: "Why didn't Master go with us?"

Mu Yuyu's face was full of fatigue. For some unknown reason recently, the internal energy of his newly practiced martial arts was operating in strange ways from time to time. He decided to retreat for safety reasons.In order to prevent madness from rushing out and hurting others during the retreat, all the disciples had to be driven down the mountain first.

After getting their promise to protect Bai Yue, Mu Fengfeng drove the three of them down the mountain with a big wave of his hand.

There is still not a short time before the start of the martial arts conference, allowing them to go to their destination slowly.

As soon as he arrived at Linghan, the nearest small town, he bought three bonnets and a luxurious carriage, and implemented the system of not showing his face if he could not show his face, in the name of keeping it mysterious.

The three of them promoted good and eliminated evil along the way, and gradually gained their names in the world.

Legend has it that they are the disciples of Mu Yufeng, the number one swordsman who has not been seen for a long time.

Once they happened to save a county magistrate from bandits, and the county magistrate invited them to drink in return.

The county magistrate slapped their heads and decided to drink in the best brothel in the county, and specially asked the old bustard to choose the youngest and most beautiful woman in the building to serve them.

Ling Han and Yan Ye, two men who have been staying on the mountain since they were teenagers, and the only other sex they could see until their youth were hens, dogs, geese and donkeys, they were a little secretive when they first knew where to drink. Rubbing a little excited.

Ling Han's whole body was tense, and he drank without saying a word. If he wasn't an acquaintance, he really wouldn't be able to tell that he was nervous.

Yan Ye smirked and bumped his shoulder, and took a few sips of wine herself.

The beauties came in one file at a time, their eyes were like silk, their fragrant shoulders were half exposed, their red lips were white, and it was a feast for the eyes.

The county magistrate hugged a beauty into his arms and kissed him, proudly said: "Well, although our place is small, there are many beauties, and they are all very tender!"

Ling Han and Yan Ye: "..."

Their eyes moved to Mei Yan who was still wearing a veiled hat, and then turned back to the beauty who came to serve.

What's going on, why can't I get excited all of a sudden.

One of the beauties sat down with a message, and said softly: "Officer, it's so uncomfortable to drink while wearing a veiled hat. I can help you take it off."

Ling Han and Yan Ye were startled, and were about to stand up to stop them, when they saw Mei Yan push him away, and said in an unprecedentedly indifferent voice: "No need. County magistrate, I'll take a step first."

After speaking, he got up and walked out.Ling Han and Yan Ye didn't care about the county magistrate's feelings, and hurriedly followed them out.

"What's the matter, second senior brother doesn't like this place? Then we won't come next time." Yan Ye enlightened with his arms around Mei Yan's shoulders.

Meiyan was still unhappy.He practiced sword every day, and deliberately used the pain of practicing sword to suppress his personal feelings.Now that he is in this place of fireworks, where countless people love each other, his longing for Bai Lian finally burst out uncontrollably.

"It's boring here." Mei Yan said dully, looking at Yan Ye who was still talking endlessly to enlighten him.

Seeing that Mei Yan finally spoke, Yan Ye heaved a sigh of relief: "Then go to other interesting places, casinos? Teahouses? Or—"

"Go to practice the sword." Mei Yan interrupted Yan Ye's words, and said firmly: "Those places will only affect the speed of your sword drawing."

Ling Han and Yan Ye: "..."

In the end, Mei Yan, who pretended to be public and selfish, took his senior brothers to practice swords in the middle of the night. After barely suppressing his longing, he passed out from exhaustion with satisfaction.

The gang left behind two terrified brothers who moved him back to the inn tremblingly, and sprayed each other on each other for not being decisive enough to release water for a long time.

The author has something to say: Ah, when will Bai Lian be able to make an appearance, I really want to show off my love sweetly_(:з」∠)_