Jianghu are all masters

Chapter 51 is 1 update

140.

cry?What are you kidding.

Zhang Xiaoyuan felt that he was a man, but his hands and knees were scratched and needed to be sprinkled with some medicine powder. Even if he was afraid of pain, he would never cry for such trivial matters!

He almost wanted to pat his chest to reassure Lu Zhaoming, as if Lu Zhaoming's words were an insult to his bravery, he said loudly: "Brother, what are you talking about? How could I cry!"

If there were no tears in his eyes, this sentence would be more convincing.

Lu Zhaoming still just looked at him, did not refute, he dug out the wound medicine, went to get clean water and cotton gauze, helped Zhang Xiaoyuan sit on the chair, let him stretch out his arm, he wanted to clean Zhang Xiaoyuan's wound.

It's just that the moment the white cotton gauze touched Zhang Xiaoyuan's wound, Zhang Xiaoyuan wrinkled his nose and eyes together in pain, but he felt that not only could he not cry, but if he yelled worse, he would lose his manly demeanor, so he Frowning and gritted his teeth, he pretended to be indifferent and calm, and told himself repeatedly in his heart that he didn't hurt at all!

Lu Zhaoming never raised his head to look at him. While cleaning his wound, he couldn't help but say to him: "In the past month, how many times have you been injured?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan thought back seriously: "I...haven't done it a few times, have I?"

Lu Zhaoming could only sigh: "Be careful when walking in the future."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "That fat pigeon tripped me!"

The pigeon, who was sleeping soundly just now, was suddenly dragged a few meters away by a strange force, and huddled behind the table, cooing in horror.

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "It should have been put in the chicken coop earlier!"

Lu Zhaoming: "..."

Lu Zhaoming sighed.

"If you are willing to practice martial arts well, is it just a rope, can it stop you?" Lu Zhaoming looked up at him and asked, "Look at your second senior brother and Hualiuque, which one of them has fallen like this?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan pouted, not wanting to speak.

Eldest brother seldom speaks at length, and every time he speaks like this, it is most likely to teach him a lesson.

Can it be compared?

Jiang Jianyu started so long earlier than him, and his martial arts are so good, of course he won't trip over a rope, and although Hua Liuque's martial arts is average, he is good at lightness!That is the lightness kung fu that can be ranked among the top in the world, how could he be caught by the rope!

But Zhang Xiaoyuan didn't dare to say what was in his heart, so Lu Zhaoming asked him to stretch out his other hand, and also untied the tie on the sleeve to clean the dust on the wound. Zhang Xiaoyuan felt that he was already numb from the pain, except that the wound was burning. Apart from the fever, he didn't seem to feel anything. He felt that he could hold on without crying from the beginning to the end, until Lu Zhaoming took out the medicine powder and poured it on his wound.

Zhang Xiaoyuan gasped.

This...is this medicine powder?

Why did he feel that senior brother was just rubbing salt in his wounds!

Zhang Xiaoyuan's face turned pale from the pain, and he was about to cry out, but he still remembered what Lu Zhaoming said just now, he would never cry or cry out, so he could only grit his teeth and hold back his tears. First, stare at the beams of this room.

This room may not have been cleaned properly for a while, the beams are obviously full of dust, and there are also some mildew spots. If you have time, you must make a suggestion to Leader Pei to ask him to ask someone to clean the room.

Lu Zhaoming fixed the cotton gauze on his elbow, wrapped up the wound, looked at him calmly, and said to him, "The other hand."

Zhang Xiaoyuan retracted his other hand silently.

Lu Zhaoming was silent for a moment, grabbed Zhang Xiaoyuan's upper arm, and pulled his hand out. He applied the medicine mercilessly. Zhang Xiaoyuan held back the tears in his eyes, and could only stare at the roof with wide eyes. Don't even dare to blink.

Lu Zhaoming did not forget to look at him a few times, he saw Zhang Xiaoyuan's expression, and knew that he probably couldn't bear it anymore, and Lu Zhaoming didn't know what he wanted to do, so he couldn't help asking: "Cried?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan sniffed hard: "I didn't cry."

Lu Zhaoming was pressing the white cotton gauze onto his wound, he gasped, his voice was trembling, but he held back, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm just looking at the pattern on the ceiling."

Lu Zhaoming: "..."

Lu Zhaoming actually raised his head and followed him to look at the roof of the room.

Of course the roof was empty, there was nothing there.

He couldn't help laughing, didn't say any more, and bandaged Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand properly. Zhang Xiaoyuan thought that the suffering was over and they could finally go to Cao Zilian, so he hurriedly took back his hand, and was about to speak when he saw Lu Zhaoming looked at him and said to him, "Your legs."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan retracted his legs and said in a low voice: "I... don't seem to be hurt that badly, so... just don't need it?"

But when he fell, his trousers were rubbed on the rough ground, his knees were torn, and his bloody knees were faintly visible. It didn't look like he was okay.

His knee seemed to be hurt more than his elbow. Lu Zhaoming frowned and looked at his wound, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Can you go out like this?"

With tears in his eyes, Zhang Xiaoyuan endured the pain of cleaning the wound, even his voice was trembling: "I still want to find Cao Zilian."

But he was injured on his knee, and the wound would hurt even if he straightened and bent his leg, not to mention going out to the inn, which would take more than a quarter of an hour at least. For Zhang Xiaoyuan, this was definitely a huge torture.

But he managed to persuade Cao Zilian and Pei Wuluan to settle the matter. This little pain was nothing, and he felt that he would definitely be able to walk to that inn!

Lu Zhaoming fell silent. He helped Zhang Xiaoyuan heal the wound on his knee. Seeing that Zhang Xiaoyuan's tears were rolling in his eyes, but he never really cried out. Seeing Zhang Xiaoyuan baring his teeth in pain but still wanting to stand up, his heart softened. In the end, he just sighed again and asked Zhang Xiaoyuan: "What do you want to say to Cao Zilian?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "I...I just want him to write a letter of repentance."

Lu Zhaoming nodded: "I will convey it."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan was stunned.

Hearing what Lu Zhaoming meant, he seemed to be looking for Cao Zilian on his behalf, but Zhang Xiaoyuan felt that according to Cao Zilian's character, he would never be willing to write this letter of repentance. Can persuade Cao Zilian.

Zhang Xiaoyuan hesitated for a moment, but insisted on holding on to the table and wanted to stand up, while saying: "Brother, let me go with you."

He sat on the chair for too long, his knees were bent for a long time, and when he straightened it, he felt a sharp pain. He couldn't help taking a few breaths, but he still insisted: "Cao Zilian will not agree to write a letter of repentance so easily, I have to find a way to persuade him."

"It's the same with my persuasion." Lu Zhaoming was extremely calm, as if he didn't feel that it was a difficult matter at all, his voice was firm and could not be vetoed by Zhang Xiaoyuan, "Don't worry, I will bring back his letter of repentance."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

141.

Cao Zilian never imagined that he was anxiously waiting for the news of Zhang Xiaoyuan in the inn, but he never expected that the person he was waiting for would be Lu Zhaoming in the end.

When he saw Lu Zhaoming, he couldn't help covering his waist, trembling in his heart, very scared.

Of course Ashaner also knew that he was afraid, so he spoke for Cao Zilian and asked Lu Zhaoming, "What are you doing here?"

Lu Zhaoming always half-guessed the official words that Ashaner said, so he simply bypassed Ashaner, and said directly to Cao Zilian who was sitting on the chair: "Xiao Yuan has asked President Pei to allow you to enter my teacher's school."

Cao Zilian was very happy.

Lu Zhaoming: "But you still need to write a letter of repentance."

Sure enough, Cao Zilian paused, and asked back, "Repentance letter? What did I do wrong, why should I repent?"

Lu Zhaoming: "You just write, don't talk too much nonsense."

A Shan'er started to yell at Lu Zhaoming again: "You are deceiving people too much!"

Lu Zhaoming didn't bother to talk to him.

He bent down slightly, looked straight into Cao Zilian's eyes, and seemed to be threatening: "Will you write or not?"

Cao Zilian: "..."

Cao Zilian shouted: "A man is a man, a man can be killed but not humiliated!"

Lu Zhaoming reached out to touch the sword in his waist, Cao Zilian leaned against the back of the chair and leaned back, very frightened: "You... I won't write even if you kill me!"

But Lu Zhaoming just untied the sword and put it on the table, and then sat opposite Cao Zilian. When he sat down with the long sword hanging on his waist, he was obviously uncomfortable. He didn't intend to hit Cao Zilian yet, but Sighing slightly, he said, "Xiao Yuan originally wanted to come to you in person."

Cao Zilian silently moved the chair farther away from him, and said, "It's useless for you to persuade me with him!"

Lu Zhaoming: "..."

"I didn't do anything wrong, why did I write a letter of repentance!" Cao Zilian said loudly, "It's strange for you decent people to admit mistakes and apologize every now and then. Could it be that the arrow I shot at the martial arts conference was inaccurate? I didn't hurt you. Your martial arts leader, why should I apologize!"

Lu Zhaoming: "..."

Cao Zilian covered his waist and lowered his voice extremely low, as if he was afraid that Lu Zhaoming would hit him, and whispered: "You still hurt me, so you should apologize."

Lu Zhaoming took a deep breath, as if he was on the verge of being patient with Cao Zilian.

Cao Zilian paused, as if remembering something, coughed, and asked again: "You said that Zhang Shaoxia originally wanted to come to me? What happened to him?"

Lu Zhaoming replied coldly: "He hurt his leg."

Cao Zilian: "I hurt my leg? Didn't I feel fine in the morning? Why did I suddenly hurt my leg?"

Lu Zhaoming said, "He hurt his knee—"

He didn't even have time to say more, but Cao Zilian's expression changed in front of him.

"Knee?!" Cao Zilian interrupted him, with a look of surprise on his face, as if touched, and said, "Your righteous way is too scary! The rules are so strict, and Pei Wuluan is so hard-hearted! Zhang Shaoxia must beg like this He is willing to agree!"

Lu Zhaoming was taken aback, with doubts on his face.

"I didn't expect Zhang Shaoxia to do this for me. It seems that we are destined to be brothers and sisters. I must join you as a master." Cao Zilian was very moved, "Isn't it just a letter of repentance! I wrote it !"

He stood up with his hands on his waist, limped and moved to the desk with difficulty, with tears in his eyes, he picked up a pen to grind, and wrote vigorously.

Lu Zhaoming: "?"

Just now...what happened?

That's it.

It would be nice if he could get the letter of repentance. He didn't have to be distracted by unimportant things.

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