Yang Erhua, a man disguised as a woman, is getting more and more devious on the road to rebirth

, Not to mention stretching the ligament to him, it can also lengthen his legs a little bit! 555...It hurts so much! !The halberd is definitely revenge, absolutely!

Forehead!Qiu Ji was also taken aback by the sudden screams, he put down Yang Zhong's leg which he was still holding in embarrassment, seeing Yang Zhong holding his leg and kept crying, he couldn't bear it!After all, he was also responsible for this matter, without further ado, Qiu Ji picked up Yang Zhong who was rolling on the ground and walked upstairs to the room.

"555..." Yang Zhong no longer had the strength to resist, he just kept crying in Qiu Ji's arms, 〒_〒It hurts so much, this kind of nonsense (egg) feeling, whoever tries it will know, if in the future What if I can't get a wife! ! (You can be someone else's wife!)

Qiu Ji gently placed Yang Zhong on the bed, at this moment, Yang Zhong's tears had stopped, and he was only howling there.

"Where does it hurt?" Qiu Ji asked, having practiced martial arts for many years, he can completely deal with ordinary bruises and the like.

"555... egg hurts!" Yang Zhong said with a bitter face!

"The egg hurts!?" Qiu Ji was at a loss, what is the egg?

〒_〒Yang Zhong just rolled on the bed and ignored him, hum╭(╯^╰)╮I don’t want to explain such a profound question to the ancients.

"..." Seeing that Yang Zhong ignored him completely, Qiu Ji got angry, pushed Yang Zhong on the bed and pulled off his pants. (Don’t get me wrong, he’s not doing evil things, he just wants to see if he’s hurt his bones.) If it’s really hurt, it’s a big deal. If it’s dealt with in time, it’s fine. If it’s serious, it’s not good. It's done, after all, Yang Zhong's screams just now were really scary, Qiu Ji was still worried that something was wrong with him.

Yang Zhong was extremely uncooperative, what?Take off your father's pants, you humiliate me even if you hit me?It's too much, a scholar can't be humiliated. Although my father has no morals, he still has dignity. The chrysanthemum is sacred and inviolable!

Yang Zhong tossed and turned on the bed, trying not to let Qiu Ji take off his pants.Originally, Qiu Ji really wanted to check for him out of concern, but now, he is completely fighting with Yang Zhong.The two of them hid from each other on the bed and had a great time.However, after all, Yang Zhong, the wounded man, was not General Qiu's opponent. He was already under him at this time, half of his pants were stripped off, revealing the whole cute little PP greeting Qiu Ji.

When the master opened the door and floated in, what he saw was such a misleading picture, "You, you..." The master pointed at Qiu Ji and Yang Zhong with trembling fingers, with an expression of disbelief: "You actually... …”

(⊙o⊙)(⊙o⊙)! !Yang Zhong and Qiu Ji didn't find out that the master would suddenly come in, so they stayed there in this riding posture.

"Master, listen to my explanation!" Yang Zhong shouted after realizing it.

"That's all!" The master stopped Yang Zhong's words, waved his hands back to Yang Zhong and the two, and said, "Young man, be more restrained!"

(⊙o⊙)(⊙o⊙)? ?Eh?Master, what are you talking about?

"Hey! I just have pity on my disciple Ziyang!!" After saying that, the master went out and closed the door for the two of them intimately.

"..."

"..."

"What's wrong with your master?"

"Eh... the tall people are more or less crazy, just get used to it!"

"By the way, General Qiu, please get off of me when you've sat enough."

"Oh! Wait a minute, let me see if you're hurt? Don't worry about it!"

"You are the only one who has problems, and your whole family has problems!" Yang Zhong cursed, his unintentional words made the people on him stiff!

"The whole family..." Qiu Ji repeated the word softly, with his stiff body, clenched fists and eyes full of hatred, even though he was pressed on the bed and couldn't see Qiu Ji's face, Yang Zhong could feel him Something is wrong.Um, did I say something wrong, Yang Zhong guessed.

"Then what, brother, I'll say it by the way, don't mind!"

Yang Zhong's voice called Qiu Ji's body and mind back, and shook off the unhappiness in his heart. Qiu Ji still checked Yang Zhong very professionally. It was a very serious check. Yo!

It turned out that Yang Zhong only had a ligament strain, as long as he had more rest, he would be fine.Qiu Ji took out the ointment and wanted to apply it on Yang Zhong, but Yang Zhong quickly refused, "I, I'm already here, don't bother the general."

Avoiding Yang Zhong's hand reaching out to snatch the medicine bottle, Qiu Ji pressed Yang Zhong's back on the bed again, and got on his back with ease, nailed Yang Zhong firmly to the bed, and beat him naked pp twice, "Don't move around! You don't know the acupoints of tendons and meridians, so you rub it carelessly by yourself. Don't waste my good medicine in vain."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Ji touched the ointment to Yang Zhong's inner thigh, rubbed it together, let the medicine penetrate into the skin, and massaged the acupoints to make the blood circulate.Perhaps because of the addition of internal force, Yang Zhong felt that there was a heat coming from Qiu Ji's palm, and the injured part would not feel pain when touched, and it was very comfortable.

Because the injured area is special, Qiu Ji didn’t have the nerve to touch it too much, (→_→Eating tofu is delicious!) After applying the ointment, Qiu Ji told Yang Zhong not to wear pants, but pulled the quilt to cover him Come on, let him have a good rest, and ask someone to bring him food later.

Before leaving the room, Yang Zhong asked Qiu Ji: "By the way, General Qiu, what you said about tonight..."

"The plan will not change. Someone will come to you at night, and you can ask him any questions you have." Qiu Ji replied with his back turned to Yang Zhong.

"Then... that person is not Ziyu, right?" Yang Zhong asked cautiously, it must not be Ziyu, after finding the thing on the back of his neck, Yang Zhong wished he could never see Ziyu in his life.

"You'll know when the time comes!" After speaking, without waiting for Yang Zhong to ask any more questions, he flew away.Qiu Ji's face, which Yang Zhong had not seen until now, was blushing, and the hand that applied the medicine for Yang Zhong was even hotter. The young man's skin was really tender and smooth.

The author has something to say: I've been a little busy recently, so I didn't update on time, sorry!

Due to the tight budget of the crew, Ziyu couldn't be invited for the next episode!In the next episode, other comrades will appear to answer questions.

Then it was Yang Zhong's growth point! (I can only reveal so much! Meh!)

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my reason for being here

After Qiu Ji left, Yang Zhong fell asleep quickly due to physical exhaustion and pain.

On the other side, Qiu Ji came to the master's room.

"Kneel down!" came the master's stern voice.Qiu Ji bent his knees and knelt straight down, making a dull sound when his knees hit the floor.This time, kneeling can be described as solid.

"Do you know why you were asked to kneel down?" asked the master.

"I know." Qiu Ji replied.

"Then, do you know your mistake?" The master picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and asked.

"I don't know!" Qiu Ji replied, looking straight at the master.

"Crack!" The master slammed the teacup on the table heavily, pointed at Qiu Ji's nose and asked loudly, "Are you not aware of your mistakes or do you think you are right?"

"Disciple, that's right!" Facing the master's question, Qiu Ji just replied indifferently.

"No mistake, what a no mistake!" The master pointed at Qiu Ji and asked, "Then let me ask you, did you approach Ziyang's daughter-in-law on purpose?"

"Master!" Qiu Ji called out, but did not answer.

"Yes, or not?" the master asked repeatedly.

"Yes!"

"Then let me ask you again, do you want to use him to avenge your family?" The master continued to ask.

Qiu Ji couldn't refute, and he wouldn't lie to his master, who was already the only family member for him.Qiu Ji nodded: "Yes!"

"You!" The master pointed at Chou Ji, he was so angry that he couldn't say "for a moment", he supported the table and panted.

Seeing this, Qiu Ji hurriedly stepped forward to please his master.The master waved his hand away: "Go away, do you think the old man doesn't know what you have done behind my back because I don't go out in this shop all day?"

"Master!" Qiu Ji panicked, the master was really angry.

"I promised your father that I will take good care of you. Look at you now, what do you look like?" The master said bitterly, "I know you want revenge, so why don't I take care of my dead brother?" It's called injustice!"

"Then master, why do you still want to stop me?" Qiu Ji asked.

"I don't want to see you being blinded by hatred, thinking about revenge all day long, and being used by others." The master said sadly.

Qiu Ji hastily explained: "Master, this disciple has never done anything against the heavens and reason, all the people I killed were treacherous and evil, and the cooperation with Ziyu is just to get what we need!"

"You didn't hurt others, but looking at your injuries, it's hard for me to look at you! You tell me how to face your father in Jiuquan in a hundred years!" The master said distressedly while pulling Qiu Ji.

"Master!" Qiu Ji also grabbed the master with his backhand, "The blood of the Qiu family has not been avenged, how happy I am! Please worry about the master. When we arrived at Huangquan Road, Qiu Ji explained it to my father personally."

"Crack!" The master slapped Qiu Ji, "What stupid things are you talking about, brat! I can't control your revenge, but you can't drag Ziyang and his wife into the water too."

"Master!" Qiu Ji didn't complain when he was beaten. He also knew that the master just loved him. He just said, "I'm sorry, master!"

"You don't even listen to me now, do you?" the master said angrily.

"I'm sorry, master, Yang Zhong is the man appointed by God, and only he can help us accomplish our great cause!" After finishing speaking, Qiu Ji slammed down on his knees, "This disciple is unfilial. , let the master punish!" said