Chapter 157

When Bingwen's letter reached Bian Ding in the tent of King Mo's military camp, Bian Ding was swollen with a pretty face and shouted at the Raven with a stop sign: "wait, there's a letter. It may be the young master's."

The Raven frowned when he heard the speech, but his hand stopped and waited for Bian Ding's reply.

When Bian Ding saw that it was Bingwen's letter, he had to send it to Han SA again. As soon as the letter was sent out, he ran away immediately.

The Raven snorted coldly, "if you don't come to practice, I'll go after you. If I catch up with you, ah..."

The wind is blowing on Bian Ding's legs, and the dust is flying under his feet.

The words of the Raven's deep voice and sneer sent in the wind stopped immediately.

With a flat mouth, he walked back to the Raven dejectedly.

I'm kidding. Raven's lightness skills are comparable to that of the young master. Can he run away?

Since you can't run away, if you are caught up

Bian must have shivered.

Since that day, he was shaken up by the Raven from his coma and asked where he had been in early summer. He blinked a pair of watery eyes and looked at the Raven innocently, fully expressing his ignorance.

"He deceived me and said he was detoxifying me before I was poured out by him. Why did you get caught?" In a rage, the Raven grabbed Bian Ding's collar, lifted him into the air and questioned him angrily.

"Well." Bian Ding never thought that the Raven had just woke up and his mind was so careful.

He imagined many situations before he was unconscious. What should he say in the first sentence after waking up, or the Raven woke up and asked him how to reply.

But unexpectedly, what the Raven asked was, how could he be drugged?

He can't confess that he drank it on his own initiative.

Bian Ding hung in the air and pointed to his choking neck.

The Raven reluctantly put him down, frowned coldly and waited for him to answer.

While he was breathing heavily, he quickly made up excuses in his mind.

Finally, I couldn't think of it, so I simply said, "I don't know. The young master called me in and sprinkled a powder, and I fainted."

Bian Ding then looked at the Raven's face. Seeing that he believed in seven or eight, he couldn't help feeling complacent and boasting that he was really smart and could answer fluently in a desperate situation.

Before he could be happy, he had to pay the bill when he saw the Raven move. He couldn't help but stop and say, "Why are you going?"

"It's natural to go to him." The Raven looked like a fool.

"Since the young master poured out our medicine, he must go down to do something privately. It's inconvenient to take us." Bian Ding explained quickly.

"I'm afraid it's inconvenient to take you. It'll only be more convenient to take me." The Raven glanced at him with a proud look.

Bian Ding's face was black, but his words could not be refuted. He could only say in a stuffy voice, "why don't you see if there is a letter left by the young master."

When Bian Ding was called in by the beginning of summer that day, he just saw that the beginning of summer had stuffed a letter into his arms, and then he put medicine in the bowl to drink in front of himself.

Where did you know that raven, an upright man, saw that there was no letter on the table and didn't know to touch him. At this time, when he heard Bian Ding's reminder, he suspiciously stretched out his hand and explored into his arms. Sure enough, he touched a letter.

After reading the exhibition letter, his face became more heavy and said, "he won't let me find him. Let me wait for him to come back."

"Then we'll be at ease here and wait for him to come back." The sound of steady temperature coaxed him.

"Do you have any misunderstanding about the dark guard?" The Raven glanced aside and fixed a squint.

Bian Ding is not clear, so, "ah?" A cry.

"The duty of the dark guard is to follow secretly and protect closely." Raven, look at you again. You've been drugged by your master. What's the use of you.

Bian must have been half up and half down at the same time. He forked his waist for a rare time and stared back. He looked like you were drugged by the young master because of your high martial arts.

After a silent exchange between the two.

The Raven laughed angrily, his pupils narrowed and his arms lifted slightly.

When Bian Ding saw this, he ran out of the tent, but he was brought back in an instant.

Bian Ding looked at the smiling raven, trembling in his bones, but his face was Gen's neck and said, "you can't beat me. The young master said you're not allowed to hurt people."

The Raven grinned his teeth and said, "you know that?"

"So you can't hit me!" Bian Ding was grateful to the beginning of summer in his heart at this time. Fortunately, he remembered such an instruction to the Raven.

"Who said I was going to hit you?" The Raven raised its eyebrows and asked back with its teeth.

"Then what are you doing?" The side must see him with a grim smile and shudder.

"Haven't you always wanted to learn martial arts from me? Now that he's not here, I'm just free. I'll teach you well." The Raven let go of him, stood smartly, raised his arm, waved to the side, and signaled him to release his horse.

Bian Ding was stunned in situ.

In the past, if the Raven opened this golden mouth, he couldn't jump on it with ecstasy.

But right now, when he's short-sighted?

Where is the Raven going to teach him? It's obviously going to take it out on him.

He shook his head and took two steps back.

"While I'm still patient, I can give you some advice, otherwise..." the Raven snorted coldly and stopped looking at him.

Bian Ding knows it clearly in his heart. If he takes the initiative to be beaten, he can learn a move.

If you are beaten passively, you can only be beaten by a fat man

It's better to get some benefits than to be beaten up.

In the past, he was afraid to think.

Now I'm forced to do my best to jump on it and fight with ravens.

The Raven didn't use his internal power. He was afraid that he would be killed if he wasn't careful. He just played tricks against him.

"Too slow." Although the Raven didn't look back, he easily caught a punch behind Bian Ding.

A pull along the trend is a beautiful over shoulder fall.

Bian Ding vomited blood.

"Legs are not strong enough." The Raven bent over and gave way.

Bian Ding's ankle on his shoulder fell to the ground and split into a horse.

The Raven slapped him in the back hand and fanned him out a few feet away. His handsome little face swelled in an instant, and the clear five finger fingerprints were impressively visible.

"The fist is not hard enough." The Raven parried a punch with his right arm.

I saw my body shake and push it gently.

Bian Ding flew out a few feet away, "poof" and spit out another mouthful of blood.

At the end of such a day, Bian Ding's face is blue and blue, blood foam is flying in his mouth, his back is sore, and the whole person is exhausted.

He thought that after being devastated all day, the Raven could always vent the fire and let him go.

As a result, in the middle of the night, the Raven took the wound medicine and jade muscle ointment left by the beginning of summer and fed it to him. The next day, the bruise on bianding's face gradually disappeared and the trauma recovered.

He is a vigorous and radiant man who can be beaten.

For more than half a month after leaving in early summer, Bian must have been abused and miserable.

Every once in a while, I have to write a letter asking for the return date.

If people don't come back.

Anyway, I have to send two bottles of jade muscle cream back first