[Comprehensive] I'm so bewitching

Chapter 444

"Hahaha! I laughed so hard!" The 16-year-old Xiao Yu'er has grown tall and big. He is wearing weird clothes and his hair is tied up casually. He stands in the yard and laughs.

There is a sword scar on the left side of his face, but this does not detract from his handsomeness at all, but adds a bit of strange charm to him.

At this moment, he was covering his stomach, smiling facelessly: "That big idiot, he really thinks he is so powerful, I tricked him a little bit, and he tapped his own acupoints, and let me slaughter him."

Beside him, stood the same 16-year-old Wu Que.

Wu Que is about the same height as him, slightly shorter than him, wearing a delicate and elegant white gown, holding a folding fan in his hand, and a faint smile on his perfect face: "His father thinks I'm talkative." , came to beg me, I just expressed a little bit of embarrassment, and he sent up his family by himself."

"Hmph, it's fine if you bring it up early, but we want to ask for it. If you don't give him some color to see, he doesn't know the prestige of our Yihua Palace!" After laughing, Xiao Yu'er wiped his nose, raised his handsome face, snorted.

There is a gang that has not paid much protection fees in the past few years, and every time they send disciples to collect them, they push back three times and four times.So, I asked Xiao Yu'er and Wu Que to go for a walk.

I am not surprised that the two of them successfully completed the task.But I'm curious, how did the little fish torture them?

This kid has a lot of ideas since he was a kid.

"How did you show him color?" I was curious, so I asked.

Xiao Yu'er laughed, grabbed the waistband with both hands, lifted it up, and said, "I took off the waistband and pissed on his face! I walked a lot that day, so I didn't drink any water." water, his face will turn yellow as soon as he urinates in it!"

After speaking, he smiled even more proudly.

Standing aside, Wu Que shook out the snow-white paper fan. On the fan were written four large characters, "Young Master Wu Que", making him look noble and awe-inspiring.

The two children grew up day by day, and their personalities became more distinct.An unruly evil spirit, bad on the face.A personable demeanor is bad in his heart.

Wu Que's original words are: "Xiao Yu'er is bad on the face, and others are afraid of him. I am bad on the heart, and others don't know it. They are not wary of me, which is more conducive to my work."

Covered by Xiao Yu'er, his perfect image has always been that of Mr. Pianpian, gentle, kind and easy to talk.Everyone knows that once Yihua Palace is offended, as long as you find Mr. Wu Que, you can still get it back.As everyone knows, they all fell into the perfect trap.

The growth of these two children is better than I expected.Every time I see them, I am very relieved that the large sums of money are not in vain.

However, looking at their faces as bright as the morning sun, their tall and straight figures like poplars, and the almost tangible vigor exuding from their bodies, I couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

It turned out that so many years have passed.

Both of them are 16 years old, so how old am I...?

I thought of a white hair I pulled out when I combed my hair a few days ago, and I felt a little indescribable.Looking at the bright and charming young man with a bright smile, he felt even more dazzling.

"You are doing very well." After I finished speaking, I waved to them and told them to go down.

Wu Que put away his folding fan, and bowed to me: "Wu Que resigns."

But Xiao Yu'er walked towards me carelessly: "Auntie going back to her room? Shall I take you back?"

"No need." I said.

But Xiao Yu'er ignored it, walked up, held my arm, and whispered in my ear: "Auntie, I haven't finished telling you yet, we have encountered many interesting things along the way..."

I was so quarreled by him that my brain hurt, and seeing that he was clinging tightly, I slapped him unceremoniously: "How dare you not listen to me?"

Xiao Yu'er dodged sideways, and then dodged, with a smile on his face, he said nonchalantly: "Of course I have to listen to what Eldest Aunt says, how dare I not listen to what Eldest Aunt says? But, Eldest Aunt, I I really encountered a lot of interesting things along the way, the people in this river and lake are too stupid, I will play them like monkeys if I think about it..."

His skin is getting thicker and thicker.

When I was young, I could tap his acupoints when he was not prepared.But as he grew up and his martial arts got better and better, it was no longer easy for me to sneak attack him.

He has learned the martial arts of the Four Great Villains, and also learned the martial arts of Yihua Palace. He is smart and savvy, and he seems to be one of the best masters in the world.

But he was too noisy, and I was so annoyed that I waved at him again.

Xiao Yu'er didn't take it seriously at all, and challenged me with a smile, fought dozens of rounds, was slapped on the chest by my palm, and flew out of the wall.

But I'm not happy at all.

So what if I beat him?He's so young, he doesn't even have to beat me, he just has to kill me, I always die before him.

I was bored in my heart, and when I went back to the house, I sat in front of the dressing table, stared at the figure inside, and became dazed.

How old am I this year?

The figure in the bronze mirror can still be seen to be beautiful.If you don't look carefully, you can't see the fine lines at the corners of the eyes.But when you reach out and touch it, you can still feel the difference.

It's not the same as when I was young.

When you are in a bad mood, you have to vent it. It is very harmful to hold back.

"Ask Du Sha to come here!" I walked to the door of the house, opened the door, and ordered outside.

The disciple went away in response: "Yes, Palace Master."

After a while, Du Sha came.

"What did you call me?" He stood in front of me, looking down at me and asked.

Ten years have passed, and his face also bears a little trace of time.

A little less elasticity, a little less firmness, a little more sharpness, a little more depth.

"Take off your clothes." I glanced down and said to him.

Du Sha frowned slightly: "It's daytime now."

"You can't take off your clothes during the day?" I moved my eyes up again and met his eyes.

He gave me a cold look, turned around and left.

"Stop!" I yelled.

He paused, then moved forward, not obeying my orders at all.

I got even angrier and got up and grabbed him.

I grabbed him by the arm, and he frowned even tighter: "What the hell are you going to do?"

"What else can I do if I ask you to come?" I clasped his arm, pulled it down, and took off his clothes, revealing half of his body.

I touched it, felt the temperature and texture of his skin, touched it carefully for a while, and found that it was not much different from ten years ago.

Ten years, not terribly scary.

At least a lot of things have not changed.

After touching it, I had some thoughts: "I'm in a bad mood, don't make me angry."

With that said, I dragged him and walked to the bed.

He struggled a few times, but before he could break free, he was pinned on the bed by me.

I sat on him and looked down at him.

There were several hideous wounds on his chest, from the right shoulder to the bottom of the left chest, the kind that almost broke the chest.

Although I watched it many times, every time I saw it, it still made my heart thump, and I was addicted to these hideous scars.

Back then, I was interested in him only when I saw these few scars on him.

Oh, that time when he took a shower in the yard with his upper body bare in broad daylight, and he didn't lock the door. I just passed by by accident and saw him.

Otherwise, I'm not interested in him, I'm not interested in cold men.

Satisfied with a pitched battle, I waved to him: "I'm going to sleep, you go."

His left hand is a sharp iron hook, I dare not sleep on the same bed with him, what if he accidentally cut me open when he fell asleep?So, every time I finish my work, I will tell him to go.

This time he had no objection either.Get up and put on your clothes, get out of bed and put on your shoes.

While tying up his clothes, he looked up at me and asked, "When will you let Yan Nantian move out?"

"Huh?" I half-opened my eyes and glanced at him.

"This is not conducive to his practice." Du Sha said, "If you want him to recover sooner, you'd better let him move to a secluded place."

I understand.

What he meant was that listening to his ex-girlfriend having sex with other men every day makes it difficult to calm down and practice qigong.

"It doesn't matter." I gathered my long hair together, pulled it back, found a comfortable position, curled up under the quilt, squinted my eyes and said, "Only when you suffer and suffer, can you be a master. He wants If you can't bear to recover your martial arts and become a top expert, then forget it."

Du Sha glanced at me, turned around and left without saying a word.

With a creak, the door was closed, and Du Za's footsteps went away.

But the movement in the next room has not stopped.

From time to time there are a few muffled hums.

Probably Yan Nantian was vomiting blood again.

He is a person who lacks concentration and is always distracted when practicing, so it's strange if he doesn't get mad.

I really want to help him, but I'm tired and sleepy now, let's wait until I wake up.

I fell asleep.

When I woke up, I felt refreshed, as if I was a few years younger.

I got dressed, got out of bed and opened the door, and came to Yan Nantian's room next door.

"Are you okay?" I knocked on the door and asked standing outside.

Yan Nantian woke up four years ago.

Or rather, we found him awake.

With Wan Chunliu's medical skills and the wonderful medicine provided by our Yihua Palace, his injuries have gradually recovered, but he has been unable to wake up, and no one knows why.

I found out later that he was faking it.

His martial arts were all abolished, and he wanted to re-practice a unique skill called the Marriage Dress Magic Art, so he pretended to be unconscious, but he was actually practicing secretly.

Maybe he felt that once he woke up, he would have to go out to work again to make money, and he would have no time to practice.

But he was exposed anyway.

That day, it was raining heavily, and I suddenly felt lonely, so I asked Du Sha to come over.The two of us fought fiercely on a whim, until Yuxi was still fighting fiercely, and then we heard a muffled sound from the next door, as if a heavy object fell to the ground.

Du Sha and I got dressed and went there, only to see Yan Nantian lying on the ground, unconscious, his hands still in the posture of knotting.

So he was exposed, and it was discovered that he had actually woken up long ago.

The owner of my majestic Yihua Palace has a noble status, is rich and powerful, and it's really meaningless to always chase him for those few thousand taels of silver.With a big wave of his hand, his debts were forgiven, and he was allowed to recover from his injuries and recover his martial arts.

But I didn't expect him to be so disappointing, distracted again and again, and unable to practice.