thank you very much

"Legs... I'm not talking about you. Keep up with your legs, and follow up with your feet."

"My God, Old Wen!"

"Follow your heart, follow your heart!!!"

"It's okay, it's okay, try again, anyway, I can catch you."

"Hey, let's try~"

"...How about you step on this tree trunk first to borrow strength, and then start to turn around two trees, and I will follow and lead you."

"I can't take you from the beginning, you must try it yourself to help."

"Get ready... get up! run up!!! you fucking run up to me, speed up!!! you are called a tortoise and don't fall off!"

Wen Fuzhu squatted in front of a big tree with his hands down and his knees out of breath. Hearing this, he even wanted to throw a knife at him to make him shut up.

I've already said it... His foundation in lightness kung fu is too weak, and he wants to get himself into his situation as soon as possible.

Xie Changhuan handed over a water sac, looked at him with a bit of hatred, just about to open his mouth to continue to taunt him, just in time to see him pouring water with his head up, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and there was a "gudong" sound, and some tiny drops of water fell from his chin into the ground.

Xie Changhuan suddenly became envious of the land under Wen Fuzhu's feet.

After thinking about it, the land couldn't be so cheap, Xie Changhuan hurriedly tugged on his sleeve, and wiped his chin as soon as he got up.

"Don't get so close to me, I'm covered in sweat."

As soon as Wen Fuzhu raised his hand to push him away, he wiped his face again, and realized that he should have wiped it all away just now. For a moment, he felt helpless and wanted to laugh, "Do you still want to teach?"

"Teach! Why don't you teach! If you can be a second faster than before, I will be considered a success!"

Wen Fuzhu lowered his eyes and smiled when he heard the words, just after covering the water bag, he suddenly realized that the words did not seem to be complimenting him, so he had no choice but to stare at him, not intending to return it.

Xie Changhuan snatched the water bag with a smile, "Let's talk about drinking water after another ten laps."

The ten circles are not just ten circles around the small grass, it is enough to make a circle around the surrounding trees as a flat ground.

But Wen Fuzhu needs too much help on the road.

If it was Xie Changhuan, it is estimated that he could not see how he started and stepped on the tree, and then he could only see the shadow flashing across the tree as if he was flying. Maybe he deliberately stepped on the sound loud enough to hear well The far -reaching trunk was stomped by the "bouncing" to know -oh, it turned out that there were still people who were running.

After another corner, Wen Fuzhu was about to raise his foot to tap a branch for strength, but Xie Changhuan jumped up from behind and blocked his knee with his leg.

There was a sound of "嗙" and the bones collided.

Wen Fuzhu didn't feel much pain, but panicked for a moment, feeling that he was about to fall, so he planned to do a backflip to dodge him so that he could use his strength to land.

Xie Changhuan also seemed to be thinking about what he wanted to do, and took another step forward, sticking tightly behind him, wrapping one hand around his lower abdomen from behind, slightly pressing a place with his thumb—"Steady Qi. Feel this A gust of air, let's pretend it keeps you going."

It was the man's warm breath pressed against his ear again, "Don't be afraid to fall, I'm here."

Wen Fuzhu closed his eyes slightly - ever since he learned everything he should have learned from his master at the age of 15, he has never tried to feel like a failure.

In the past, I always felt that "failure" was a very shameful thing.

Especially in front of Jiang Mo and Gu Sheng.

Now... Wen Fuzhu couldn't help letting out another breath - he didn't have such a burden at all.

After all, it is his Xie Changhuan who is witnessing the embarrassment of his failure.

This man is different.

This person is Xie Changhuan.

Xie Changhuan only saw that the corners of Wen Fuzhu's lips seemed to curl into a slight smile, and before he realized how ridiculous it was that this person's lightness skill was worse than that of a child, he saw him leap forward a few more times Jumping, suddenly jumping out of the range that he can protect.

and!Front!There is no longer any leverage point!

What the hell!

Xie Changhuan followed closely for the second time—it should be Wen Fuzhu's limit, and he was definitely going to fall here.

as predicted……

Xie Changhuan twisted his waist and fell to the ground first, and then opened his hands to catch him, but saw him flipping three times in the air, stretching his body forward like a kite, slowly up and down a few times, After that, the sleeve robe was slightly stretched out, and then it slowly fell to the ground.

tsk...

It should be so beautiful at the end...

"Old Wen!"

Xie Changhuan was mocking him for his useless magnificence, but before he could say it, he saw that he suddenly lost his strength and rushed to kneel on the ground.

Busily went over to grab him, only to find that his whole body seemed to be drenched in sweat, and his face was extremely pale.

"Why are you so weak?"

Wen Fuzhu hung limply on his body, gasping for breath.

"You're panting so hard...it's a bit unbearable for me."

"roll."

Wen Fuzhu pushed him away with a smile, and took away the water bag hanging on his waist, but he rushed over to stop him when he was about to fill it, "I'll drink it later, it's not good to just drink water right now. You will bear it."

Wen Fuzhu nodded, and didn't care about getting dirty. He stood with his back against a big tree trunk and was about to rest when he saw Xie Changhuan jumping up and down around him like a monkey again.

"……What are you doing?"

"Are you secretly doing some shady things behind my back?"

"what?"

"Is the kidney okay?" Xie Changhuan said and wanted to touch that organ.

Wen Fuzhu raised his sleeves to separate them, "What are you crazy about?"

"Old Wen, your physical strength is too weak."

"...I didn't sleep well last night."

"You haven't slept well for a while?" Xie Changhuan was afraid that he would be very thirsty and greedy, so he hid the water bag behind his back and dangled in front of him with his hands behind his back, "I remember being with you once Chadu Xiaozhu fought for three days and three nights. You were in good spirits then."

"...Probably getting old."

"It's nonsense," Xie Changhuan pouted his chin and looked up at the moon, "Last year or the year before? It seemed like I only went to see you for three days in that year. In the end, you were still fighting with me for three days."

"...That's what you want to beat."

"It's just borrowing a bed to sleep in. They're all men, what can we do if we sleep together for the night."

"...But you are a broken sleeve."

Xie Changhuan suddenly jumped in front of him again, nose to nose, one hand pressed into the gap between his waist and arms, and said hoarsely through the gradually darkening sky, "Then you?"

Wen Fuzhu lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "...Then what do you say?"

"You shouldn't be." Xie Changhuan turned his face slightly, and rubbed the tip of his nose against his tall nose, "You just happened to like me."

After finishing speaking, she lightly pecked at the corner of his mouth.

Wen Fuzhu didn't hide, but lowered his eyelashes.

Xie Changhuan's heart was full of joy, what a cute little sheep!

If his abdomen hadn't been hit by a dagger.

"If I kiss you again, will you pierce me?"

"No." Wen Fuzhu raised his eyes, warm and watery in his eyes, "After all, I like and fell in love with you."

"...Go and drink your water." Xie Changhuan turned the water bag in front of his body, forcing him to put away the dagger, otherwise his heart would be punctured, and he would still be able to drink a bird.

Wen Fuzhu flicked his wrist slightly in his sleeve, pretending to put away the dagger, but in fact he just turned around, and then stretched out his other hand to catch the water bag.

It's a pity that Xiao Suan thought he was doing it perfectly, but Xie Changhuan seemed to have figured out what he was thinking.

Handing him the water bag with one hand, the other hand followed closely and pressed the cuff where he hid the dagger, followed closely with one foot, and tapped a few points on his calf.

Subconsciously, Wen Fuzhu wanted to lift his leg up, not wanting his leg to squeeze between his own.

Unexpectedly, this person had no such nasty intentions at all, but swept over with a more obscene foot. Even with the help of a tree trunk behind him, one foot could still stand firm. Unfortunately, he is now exhausted, and the center tilted suddenly, To fall to the ground.

Naturally, Xie Changhuan couldn't really let him fall, so he circled his neck with the hand that passed the water bag, and wrapped his waist with the hand holding his dagger, dragging him to the ground slowly.

Wen Fuzhu couldn't really throw the water bag in his hand, and couldn't really stab him, so he had no choice but to say at this moment, "What do you want to do?"

"What obscenity were you thinking just now?"

There was a mistake in my tricks hahaha.

"...It's because you've been too obscene that I thought... No, what the hell are you trying to do?!"

"I didn't think about what to do." Xie Changhuan blinked very seriously, "Old Wen, your foot is not stable. Even if your foot is not stable, you can still use your breath to intimidate your opponent. After all, when you can't beat, you can rely on your aura to intimidate your opponent." It’s good to run a few times, isn’t it? But you can’t even breathe steadily. Don’t use your lack of energy as an excuse. Your breath has been unstable since you first came out with me.”

Wen Fuzhu narrowed his eyes slightly, "Get up, I'm thirsty."

Xie Changhuan flipped off him numbly, pulled him up thoughtfully, and unscrewed the water bag for him.

Seeing him take a few sips, he was a bit imitating that Jiang Hu man pretending to be unrestrained and directly wiped his mouth with his sleeve. Isn't it easy?"

"Um?"

"People who worry too much."

Wen Fuzhu looked sideways at him.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm telling the truth."

After finishing speaking, Xie Changhuan, who was still sitting on the ground, suddenly jumped into the air for some reason, and then there was no tangible point of support in the air, but he just clicked out of thin air, stretched his sleeves, and flew out for more than ten feet Then he turned over again and jumped a level higher into the air. Then he landed lightly and slowly like Wen Fuzhu just now. When he landed, his feet were still crossed slightly, his sleeves swung slowly. Huo crossed his legs and sat down on the opposite side of him, then winked and said, "Does it look like a fairy?"

"Yes." Wen Fuzhu nodded face-saving, and then poured water with a soft smile.

He was right.

People who have distracting thoughts in their minds cannot practice lightness kung fu well.

This is what the Master also said to himself.

When he finally couldn't help the throbbing in his heart, when he was envious of Jiang Mo and Gu Sheng flying around the roof with his eldest brother, he went to ask his master.

He even almost used tears as a weapon, and then gambled some poisonous curse, saying that he would definitely work hard in the future and stop being mischievous.

But the master only asked him a question, a sentence that might change his fate in this life and the rest of his life.

"In the future, you want to be the tutor of Kaisheng, and help those people who are still suffering to establish a peaceful and prosperous world. Fuze and them will have no worries in their lives, and don't let those other children repeat the mistakes of the three of you. Or just Want to be a carefree Wen Fuzhu?"

"I won't stop you from whatever you want to do. I just listen to what you want to choose."

Wen Fuzhu was a little hesitant at that time.

For the first time in my life, I was very hesitant.

Until the assassination army followed again and again, wave after wave of hot pursuit—he had never hated the assassin organization so much in his life.

But it was also the sneak attack incident that made him make up his mind.

"I want to be Su Yan's tutor."

So there is no need for him to make Qinggong so superb.

He was doomed to think a lot.

Even if he expends all his thoughts on the way of lightness kung fu, it will be difficult for him to become a master.

At that time, the little broken baby named Su Yan cried even harder in her swaddling baby.

"I'll do it for him if the elder brother didn't finish it."

Without Su Yuanshan, there would be no Wen Fuzhu.

When the old dynasty was still there, he was almost arrested and made into a prisoner - the emperor of the old dynasty was fatuous, his private life was corrupt, and the people were in dire straits.The greatest pleasure every day is to watch the lovers bite dogs in the court hall.

Finally, a mad dog bit the head of his Taifu—"I heard that Taifu Wen who resigned due to illness a while ago was lying, but he was old enough, and the little boy who was more beautiful than a girl was hidden by him." It's so deep!"

It seemed that he finally knew why his father dismissed all the servants in the family as soon as he came home, and he also seemed to know why they began to hide in Tibet, but even if he was caught and taken away, his family still could not escape the death penalty—— The crime of the king, is he not worthy of death?

However, what is the reason for deceiving the emperor... It's not because you are stupid!

He was only six years old the night he was arrested and taken to the palace. Fortunately, he was born with a good brain. He coaxed the emperor, "You blindfolded and caught me, okay~"

The tone is soft and glutinous, it sounds like a very delicious sweet rice dumpling.

What's so special about a six-year-old doll?Except for thinner skin and tender flesh, it looks better.

The stupid emperor really believed it.

Without saying a word, he fled through the window.

He ran around the palace and hid for five days. During the five days, he ate dirt and drank swill, just to escape from this deep palace compound.

But it was too big here, just when he thought he was going to die.

That karmic fire couldn't have started in time.

He thought, God opened his eyes, this is retribution.

But this is not retribution, this is a man-made disaster.

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