After wearing a beautiful proton

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Zhao Changling has never been obsessed with appearance, if this face has become his burden, so what if it is ruined?

Although Ji Huai hated Mrs. Lihua and wanted revenge on her son, he never thought that Zhao Changling would be so stubborn that he would disobey him even at the expense of disfigurement!

In the past, he was obviously not like this...

Ji Huai thought that they had a good time in the past, and it was because Zhao Changling left the capital and met those untouchables that they were so disobedient.

Blame those untouchables!

The more Ji Huai thought about it, the more angry he became, he couldn't vent his anger, the veins on his neck burst out, and he had reached the limit of his patience!

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Zhao Changling turned around and left, asking sharply, "Where are you going?"

Ji Huai didn't stop, pointing heavily with his right index finger, and said in a loud voice, "I'm going to kill them all right now! Those damned bastards!"

Zhao Changling knew who the bastard he was referring to, and immediately followed him, grabbed his arm, and shouted angrily, "Stop! If you dare to harm them, I will definitely not let you go!"

"What do you want? Zhao Changling, tell me the fuck, how can you not let me go!"

Zhao Changling's face was frosty, his eyes were sharp, and his scorched forehead was bloody and bloody, making people afraid to look directly at him. He warned solemnly: "If you want to harm them, unless I die!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Changling drew out his long sword and assumed the posture of defending against the enemy.

Ji Huai sneered again and again, and said indescribably, "Okay...good guy...you can do it!"

It had been a long time since no one dared to disobey him like this. Although Ji Huai was not favored, he was born aristocrat after all, and the noble blood flowed in his bones.

Therefore, Ji Huai couldn't bear it anymore, he drew his sharp sword straight away, pointed at Zhao Changling's throat, and said calmly: "How much ability you have, just gesture! Of course, if you lose, you have to obediently follow me to the ghost doctor!

Zhao Changling adjusted his breathing without saying a word.

Ji Huai couldn't see what he was thinking, but from his indifferent eyes, he could see a trace of killing intent.

"Heh!" Ji Huai finally understood that the person in front of him was not joking with him, nor was he trying to be awkward. If he couldn't convince him, it was impossible to give in easily.

Of course, Ji Huai didn't have the patience to coax him anymore. If he couldn't catch the prey, just break his leg!

"Changling, I'm warning you for the last time. You must go to the ghost doctor with me. Otherwise, I don't mind breaking your feet myself. Even if I carry you on my back, I will carry you on my back!"

Zhao Changling was extremely smart, and he knew that Ji Huai sought the ghost doctor for other purposes, but he was never afraid of threats, "Break my leg? Try it!"

The two held their breaths, their sharp gazes met in the air, the oppressive atmosphere was brewing and pervading, and the stalemate was about to break out.

Suddenly, Zhao Changling took the lead!

Holding his sharp sword, he stabbed straight at Ji Huai's ribs. After being blocked, he drew his sword and stabbed him in the abdomen!

"Chong!"

The sound of weapons colliding pierced the sky, and a cold hair flashed past like a thunderbolt, making the faces of the two of them more and more cold and hard.

Ji Huai turned from defense to offense, holding the sharp sword tightly, chopping, slashing, stabbing, etc. at an extremely fast speed.The combination of rigidity and softness moves freely and freely, just like his chic and unrestrained spirit.

Ji Huai's attack was swift and fierce, and Zhao Changling was not weak either. A long sword made it float lightly and gracefully, defusing the opponent's moves one by one.

It wasn't until this moment that Ji Huai looked at him squarely.

Ji Huai had heard a little bit that Zhao Changling was good at martial arts, but he always thought it was just a show of fists and legs. After all, a handsome young man like him, not to mention that he has no strength to restrain a chicken, but how strong can he be?

But Zhao Changling, holding a weapon, is so confident and ostentatious. His moves are ruthless, not gorgeous, but murderous, and he uses a murderous sword!

However, Zhao Changling was weak and sick after all. Although he had been raised for a while, he was still empty of energy and blood.Besides, he hadn't had a full stomach for many days, he was already hungry and tired, and there had been a series of accidents, and under Ji Huai's fierce offensive, he gradually became weak to follow up.

Gradually, Zhao Changling's sword movement slowed down, his blocking strength became lighter, and his numb feet were retreating step by step, but his eyes did not dodge at all.

Ji Huai sneered, and with the attitude of making quick decisions, he attacked more and more fiercely, and he was about to be convinced!

Suddenly, Ji Huai slashed down the long sword with all his strength, Zhao Changling swung the sword to block it, but his strength was insufficient, his hands were numb from the shock, his legs were split apart, and he knelt on one knee on the ground, smashing the floor.

"puff--"

Zhao Changling's blood surged, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He was about to stand up, but Ji Huai swung his sword again and knocked the sharp blade in his hand to the ground.

"Clang—" The sound of the sharp sword falling to the ground was clear and audible, like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, making his eyes black.

Ji Huai sneered and said arrogantly: "You lost!"

Zhao Changling laughed secretly, propped his backhand on the ground, and jumped out suddenly, with five fingers forming claws, he went straight to Ji Huai's throat!

"I didn't lose!" Zhao Changling never gave up easily.

It doesn't matter if the weapon is gone, he still has both hands and feet!Even if you are disabled, you still have teeth!As long as Ji Huai can't kill him, Zhao Changling will not admit defeat even if he grits his teeth!

Ji Huai was furious, and put the sword in his hand across his chest. If Zhao Changling didn't stop in time, his palm would be cut.

There was nothing wrong with Ji Huai's idea. If it were someone else, he would have to retreat.But he forgot that Zhao Changling has always been special, and what he thinks cannot be deduced by common sense.

Therefore, Zhao Changling looked at the weapon in front of him, not only did not stop, but grabbed the sharp blade, the stinging pain hit his mind instantly, and blood gushed out.

Ji Huai was startled by the warm blood in front of his eyes, his pupils dilated, and he looked at Zhao Changling incredulously, with thousands of doubts in his heart, but he didn't know where to ask.

Ji Huai hastily drew out his long sword, but Zhao Changling gripped it even harder, the sharp blade further cut through flesh and blood

While Ji Huai was in a daze, Zhao Changling clenched his left fist violently, and hit him hard in the abdomen like a heavy blow from Mount Tai.

Ji Huai spit out a mouthful of blood in a "wow", and couldn't help taking a few steps back, clutching his abdomen tightly, his face was pale, and the ends of his hair were soaked in cold sweat, obviously in severe pain.

Zhao Changling threw away the sharp sword, shook his right wrist, and clenched his fist a few times indifferently, and then, like a ferocious beast, he rushed towards Ji Huai aggressively.

Ji Huai couldn't dodge in time, and was punched in the face by him again.

"Oh! Very good!"

Ji Huai spat out a trace of blood, touched the corner of his burst mouth, and stared at Zhao Changling evilly, his deep eyes were breathtaking.

Suddenly, Ji Huai made a move!

Ji Huai easily dodged Zhao Changling's fist, squatted down suddenly, and punched him on the thigh.

The unbearable pain swept through his whole body in an instant, Zhao Changling screamed, and knelt down on one knee, the veins on his head popped out, and his teeth were almost crushed!

However, Zhao Changling took advantage of Ji Huai's attack again, hugged his thigh, tripped him to the ground forcefully, flew forward, pressed Ji Huai tightly, and punched his temple with his right fist.

However, his right hand was injured, and his speed was a little slower, and Ji Huai squeezed his fist.

They fought each other with bare hands, and they were merciless. Gradually, both of them had many scars all over their bodies.

Ji Huai was angry that he didn't know what was good or bad, Zhao Changling blamed him for other purposes, both of them were resentful and unwilling to admit defeat, so they vented their resentment wantonly.

Soon, Zhao Changling was at a disadvantage.His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he was out of breath, his body was drenched in sweat, his limbs became more and more numb, and his physical strength was gradually exhausted.

Suddenly, Zhao Changling fell to the ground!

Seeing this, Ji Huai kicked his heart mercilessly, only to hear a "bang", Zhao Changling spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned black, and his body lay limp on the ground.

Ji Huai was sweating like rain, and smiled exhaustedly and said, "Hehe... now, are you finally obedient?"

Ji Huai was tired and thirsty, and turned around wearily to pick up the water bottle. Just as he bent down, a figure appeared in his pupils.

Ji Huai turned pale with shock, turned around abruptly, stared at him vigilantly, and asked displeasedly, "Why, do you still have the strength to stand up? Do you want to fight again?"

Zhao Changling hunched his back, his hands were hanging down weakly, his eyelids were lowered, and he was silent.

Ji Huai frowned and snorted coldly, "I'm talking to you!"

Zhao Changling: "..."

At this moment, Ji Huai could no longer swallow his anger!He has already defeated Zhao Changling, and he will not allow the other party to ignore him again!

Ji Huai walked over angrily, and was about to pat him on the shoulder, but suddenly froze.

"You...you..." Ji Huai hesitated to speak, a sour feeling surged in his heart for no reason.

Ji Huai looked at Zhao Changling unexpectedly, raised and lowered his hands, and walked around in a daze, just because——

Zhao Changling's eyes were dull, and he stood motionless, unable to respond to external stimuli.His consciousness has fallen into a coma, but the instinct of his body is still supporting him to stand up.

"You... why are you so stubborn..."

Ji Huai touched Zhao Changling's cheek, wanting him to relax, but the other person still half-opened his dull eyes, refusing to fall down.

At this moment, Ji Huai couldn't figure out whether it was Zhao Changling's will to not admit defeat that supported him to stand up, or was it because of the persistence in his heart?

But Ji Huai knew that facing Zhao Changling at this moment, he had lost, and he could no longer ignore his wishes and forcefully take him away.

Ji Huai's cold heart melted, and he regretted it. If he had known that Zhao Changling would rather die than keep his oath, he would not have forced him.

Ji Huai felt extremely uncomfortable. He raised his big hand to cover Zhao Changling's eyes, and said softly, "I lost, you go to sleep."

Ji Huai moved his big hand away, only to see that his eyes were still half-open, refusing to close them.

"If...you want to save people, then go..." Ji Huai finally gave in, and he agreed to let Zhao Changling save people.

Therefore, Ji Huai took out a porcelain bottle, opened the lid, and put it under Zhao Changling's nose. A strong fragrance filled the temple instantly.

Seeing a trace of clarity in Zhao Changling's eyes, Ji Huai took out another bottle of golden sore medicine and stuffed it into his belt.

"you……"

take care of yourself...

Ji Huai tried his best to convince himself not to change his mind, and stepped out of the temple quickly.