Chapter 72

Yu Wenyao didn't dare to ask for a big one, so he quickly dodged. He stepped back a step and his eyebrows fell.

Liu Xiaoli quickly takes advantage of the victory and pursues the attack. With a flexible turn, she jumps to the right side of the man and kicks the instep to his knee!

One big one small, jump up and down in the room.

Yan Pei, who was leaning on the soft couch, looked for a while, took a sip of tea, then grabbed a handful of melon seeds and slowly peeled them for food.

They fight harder and harder. Liu Xiaoli's Kung Fu is taught by his mother. When they walk, they hide the magic of eight trigrams!

After a quarter of an hour's duel with Yu Wenyao, he felt that although the child's internal power was still short, his skill was very strange. After another quarter of an hour, although he was able to do it well, the surprise in his eyes was more and more serious.

There are several moves. Yu Wenyao deliberately let the child hit him. He wanted to try them. However, at the next moment, he felt that the whole viscera were hurting.

The child's hands and feet were not heavy, but he hit the acupoints very accurately. A small fist hit his pain acupoints, which made his whole body sweat for a moment, almost unable to resist.

The first time I thought it was a coincidence, I tried again several times, and I hit the key point again. Yu Wenyao dare not go around any more. He must speed up his action and end the tragedy caused by "a melon seed" in the fastest time.

At last, Liu Xiaoli was defeated.

But Yu Wenyao was not good enough. The elegant young man cared nothing about this fight.

At this time, Yan Pei finished his melon seeds. He patted the ashes on his hands and asked lightly, "finished?"

Liu Xiaoli seems to have found that there is still one person in the room, turning his head, but at the first sight of Yan Pei, he is stunned.

Yan Pei also looked at him. The boy's skill is extraordinary. It's not easy for him to spend two quarters of an hour in Wen Yao's hands. He is young and has boundless future.

"You..." Liu Xiaoli opens her mouth and walks to the man on the couch.

Yu Wenyao immediately stopped Xiao Li: "I can fight, he can't fight."

Liu Xiaoli blinked, looked up at the man whose martial arts were higher than his, and said, "pearl."

Xiaoli called, standing on the beam of the Pearl flew down, fell on his shoulder.

"I can't beat him. You can't get revenge."

"Jie!"

"No, I can't find my father. He won't let me make trouble. He will be angry."

"Jie!"

"Not even uncle Rong. Uncle Rong will tell my father."

"Jie......"

"Well, I'm sorry."

"Jie......" Pearl bent his head and rubbed his head against the little master's ear.

Yu Wenyao: "..."

Yan Pei: "..."

Yu Wenyao's face, "I don't believe you really understand" expression!

Liu Xiaoli is very frustrated. He looks down at Yu Wenyao again. Then he turns his eyes and looks at the sick Yan Pei on the soft couch in front of the window. After a moment's silence, he suddenly says, "you are going to die."

I don't know if it's a question or a affirmation, but it's very abrupt.

Yan Pei Leng for a while, back to God, just down the eyes: "well, almost dead."

Yu Wenyao frowned and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. At last, he only looked at Liu Xiaoli and said, "your father didn't teach you. When facing strangers, don't be rude."

"Ah?" Liu Xiaoli opens his mouth. Obviously, the idiom of "speak rudely" is too complicated. He has not learned it.

Xiaoli grabs his head and says at a loss, "he is going to die. His eyebrows are red, his earlobes are purple, and his neck is red. It's the poison of bitter marrow. I've seen it in my father's daily record, and it seems that he must have been poisoned for more than ten years. If he doesn't get medical treatment, he will surely die when his red tendons are over his cheeks."

Yu Wenyao's bleary eyes opened wide and looked back at Yan Pei. Yan Pei was also a little dull. For the first time, his face was dull all year round.

He reached out to feel his neck, a little dazed.

Liu Xiaoli said, looked out of the hour, suddenly jumped up: "ah, to open a banquet!"

His mother said that he was not allowed to run far away. The state of Yue left them here for lunch. They had to go back before lunch. He played with pearl for a long time, and then found enemies for pearl. He almost forgot.

Liu Xiaoli was about to leave, but after two steps, he felt his back neck being pulled. He turned his head and looked at the last pair of black eyes, which were a little worried.

"You said he was poisoned? What is the poison of bitter marrow? " Yu Wenyao asked.

Liu Xiaoli was stupefied for a moment, and said conditionally, "the poison of bitter marrow is the poison of bitter marrow. What else can it be?"

Yu Wenyao frowned: "make it clear!"

Liu Xiaoli didn't like this man, and he didn't like the tone of his voice. He puffed his mouth. He dodged nimbly and escaped from the grip. He ran a few steps away. Then he turned around and spat his tongue at the annoying man. Then he turned around and ran away.

Yu Wenyao wants to go after him. Yan Pei stops him and says, "forget it."Yu Wenyao sank his eyes: "the poison of bitter marrow, aren't you the disease brought by the fetus? Why the poison? " "He's a child, and he can't say exactly." "No, this kid knows something." Yu Wenyao said, ignoring Yan Pei's stop and chasing out. Yan Pei sighed and saw Yu Wenyao's figure disappear from afar, but suddenly felt a pain in his body. His face turned white and he fell down on the couch. After falling down, his limbs are skillfully curled up. He makes a ball of himself, braves the fingers of cold sweat, tightly grasps the sleeve of his clothes, and then forces himself to bear the sharp pain in his body. In the past 18 years, it has been the same day and night. Other children are born in October. They can talk when they are one year old. The first sentence is either father or mother. He can talk in August. The first word is "pain". Since he was born, which day does he have no pain? Which day does he have no pain? The whole body was scalded, hands and feet were paralyzed and ignorant, and the head was prickly and roaring. At first, he had a disease once every two or three days, and then it broke out every day. Up to now, he has tried his best to control it in one day, but also seven or eight times. This disease has robbed him of his health and is about to kill him. If he was still looking forward to his recovery when he was a child, now he is only looking forward to his early death. Dead, at least not day by day by day by these urging people to torture, the pain of bone cutting and soul breaking. Yan Pei's pain is abnormal. However, Zi is not there. There is no one around him to wait on him, but someone is useless. This pain can't be relieved. He can only fight hard. Which time, he didn't carry it. But he knew that the attack time was not long, only less than a quarter of an hour, faster, perhaps a slow incense. He screwed himself up a little more, and bit his lower lip to death. The bleeding mark on the lip was bitten by him, but compared with the sharp pain like a broken bone all over his body, the pain was insignificant and almost impossible to check. "Sick?" In my ear, a faint voice came. Is Ranko back? Yan Pei held up his eyelids, raised his eyes, but on the last one, some hazy children's faces. Chueh'er? He was stupefied for a moment, and then he thought that Qiu ER was gone. His life and death are still uncertain. Hallucinations? Maybe it's hallucinations. When it hurts to madness, sometimes it's hallucinations. Liu Xiaoli looked at the young man suffering from pain, turned to the pearl beside him, and said: "the villain is looking for us outside. We can't go back to the front hall. Dad knows that I'm in trouble. He must spank me. We'll go back later." "Jie." Pearl cried softly, as if to say, "I will be beaten too, so I'll go back later.". Liu Xiaoli nodded and pointed to the man on the couch: "he is ill. Do you think I can save him? He's the bad guy. I don't want to save him, but he can't save his life. He's not a doctor. Besides, he looks very painful. He's poisoned by bitter marrow. He breaks the bones and breaks the gods. It's like every bone is hit by a heavy hammer, and the fire is frozen Every bone, there are two hundred and six bones in a man. How painful it is for him to have the pain over. " "Jie." Pearl rubbed his ear. Liu Xiaoli sighed: "my heart is too soft."