Cannon fodder beauty master awakens

Pei Xiangyun hugged his arm tightly, his lips trembled in pain, and he couldn't say a word.

He only felt that his arm was about to split open, slowly splitting inch by inch, like Ling Chi.

Jiang Yi got off the horse, took the whip in his hand, and whipped it mercilessly.

Pei Xiangyun subconsciously rolled to the side, and the whip fell heavily on the ground beside him, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The dust fell on Pei Xiangyun's face, choking him to cough.

Guan Yangui frowned and said, "Ayi..."

Jiang Yi raised his eyes when he heard the words, his eyes were full of coldness: "What?"

"I'm not hurt."

He glanced at the wooden sword that fell on the ground, and said softly: "Just now...Although it looked dangerous just now, Brother Xiao Pei probably didn't want to hurt me, you don't have to do this..."

"Who said I was for you?"

Jiang Yi looked at him with raised eyebrows, and smiled slightly for a while, "Don't think too much."

Guan Yangui was stunned.

He originally thought that Jiang Yisheng's anger must be because Pei Xiangyun almost hurt himself, and he even had some confidence in his guess, but he didn't want to be directly denied by others.

"I……"

"Do you have anything else to do?" Jiang Yi said coldly, "Go to the side if you have nothing to do, and stop talking nonsense."

Guan Yangui originally wanted to say a few more words, but when he caught a glimpse of Jiang Yi's angry face, he couldn't help swallowing, and stood aside politely.

Pei Xiangyun struggled to get up from the ground, lowered his eyes to look at the ground, his heart ached like something was tightening it, even worse than the arm that had been whipped.

Jiang Yi looked at him for a while: "Look up..."

Pei Xiangyun slowly raised his head, the blood and sand still couldn't conceal his profound facial features that belonged to a foreigner.

"Who told you to hide?" Jiang Yi asked him softly.

Pei Xiangyun subconsciously set his gaze on the deep welt, and shuddered involuntarily.

"What about you?"

Jiang Yi walked towards him slowly: "Did you hide?"

Pei Xiangyun bit his lip and shook his head slowly.

Jiang Yi's brows and eyes were full of cruelty, and he raised his hand straight away to give another whip.

This time Pei Xiangyun didn't hide, and let himself stay where he was.

The whip made of cowhide and wicker fell hard on his shoulders, tearing the fabric of the clothes he was wearing outside almost instantly.

Pei Xiangyun snorted and shook his body.

Guan Yangui was watching from the side, feeling pain all over his body, and couldn't help saying, "Ah Yi, forget it."

"What's the matter with you?"

As soon as Jiang Yi finished speaking, another whip fell on Pei Xiangyun.

Two times in succession, it made him feel as if his shoulder bones were about to break.

Jiang Yi was so determined to hit him.

And what Master said last time, "hit me once when I see you", seems to be more than just a verbal threat.

Pei Xiangyun's chest was throbbing with pain, and a mouthful of blood flowed down the corner of his lips, staining his clothes, forming a dark color.

Jiang Yi couldn't tell how terrified he felt when he saw Pei Xiangyun standing on the school field holding a sword.

In my previous life, I also unsuspectingly brought him to the school to practice martial arts, and even taught him how to use swords, guns, swords and halberds.

At that time, Pei Xiangyun had just escaped from Wusi. Although he was abused and became emaciated, he was a natural general after all. After a month of cultivation, he recovered his body.

At that time, the boy was standing outside the school grounds, looking at the Yan soldiers passing by, his eyes showed deep desire.

Jiang Yi was born to be hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and he couldn't see a child looking at him like this, so he asked to take him to practice martial arts.

Those scenes that could be regarded as warm in the past are vivid in his memory, but they have actually become sharp knives piercing Jiang Yi's heart one after another.

He admitted that during this period of time, he was indeed a bit of a scrambler, frantically avoiding the same thing as in his previous life, and even approaching the point of half-madness.

But for those who died in vain in front of them, for those who have no afterlife with resentment, in the end it is necessary to eradicate all hidden dangers that may cause tragedies.

Jiang Yi's hand holding the whip slowly tightened. Looking at the young man's drooping head, when he moved his wrist, he felt a killing intent in his heart.

It's better to kill this wolf cub today to avoid future troubles.

But as soon as the whip was lifted into the air, a long/spear came across the sky, blocking the two of them.

The whip was wrapped around the barrel of the gun, causing Jiang Yi to stagger a few steps forward without stabilizing his figure.

Zhang Rong went back and forth, and saw Jiang Yi's whip whipping Pei Xiangyun's head from a distance.

According to that posture, even if Pei Xiangyun survived, he would have to spend the rest of his life with disabilities.

Rong Zhang threw the whip aside with a cold face: "Lynching is strictly prohibited in the barracks, what are you doing?"

Jiang Yi raised his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Just now he almost hurt someone, so what if I teach him a lesson?"

"Hurt?"

Rong Zhang's eyes fell on Guan Yangui who was standing aside as a vase, hesitantly asked, "Who hurt you?"

Guan Yangui coughed lightly: "It's me, I saw Brother Xiao Pei practicing martial arts here, and I wanted to give him a few pointers, but probably he didn't do "click to stop", almost making a joke. "

Rong Zhang frowned, looked at the two people in front of him, and sneered after a long while: "Okay, a lieutenant of the three armed forces wants to fight privately, and a prime minister of a country uses lynching, are you two going to fight against each other?"

Jiang Yi lowered his eyes, feeling regretful in his heart.

Zhang Rong is good at everything, but he has a special belief in death, and he has always been a one-sided existence in the Longxi military camp from the beginning to the end.

If he hadn't come, I'm afraid that Pei Xiangyun would either die or be disabled, and he would never be able to backstab the Longxi military camp in the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi whispered, "I don't think there is anything wrong with what I did."

Zhang Rong was originally angry, but after hearing his words, he smiled instead of anger: "What reason do you have?"

"I think Pei Xiangyun's identity is unknown, so I really don't feel at ease letting him practice martial arts in the school grounds."

When Jiang Yi said this, he didn't even look at Pei Xiangyun.

He knew very well that his previous life's traitor was addicted to martial arts, if he didn't let Pei Xiangyun touch weapons, it would be tantamount to breaking his hands.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Yi said this, he heard the rapid breathing of the person beside him.

He sneered in his heart, and continued to speak slowly: "In my opinion, if Marshal Zhang really wants to keep this Uz man alive, it's better to cut off his tendons and make him a waste that can't practice martial arts for the rest of his life. Don't bother with him anymore, what do you think?"

Pei Xiangyun lowered his eyes, his heart became cold inch by inch.

Every word Jiang Yi said seemed so strange to his ears, so unfamiliar that he was a little at a loss.

This is no longer the master who relied on me and followed my master in my previous life.

But Pei Xiangyun felt that what Jiang Yi said made some sense when he was hesitating.

If you feel that you are not trustworthy, if you are worried that you will betray Dayan in the future if you are practicing martial arts now, it is better to pick up your muscles and tendons now and become a complete useless person.

Can this make Master happier and stop being so defensive about himself?

He raised his head slowly, calmed his disordered breathing, and said in a hoarse voice: "General, if I break my tendons and tendons, Jiang...Master Jiang can keep me here, so it doesn't matter."

Zhang Rong frowned even tighter.

He is a person who cherishes talents and loves talents. He has been in the battlefield for decades, and he has developed a pair of piercing eyes long ago. He can clearly see who is suitable for martial arts and who is not suitable for martial arts.

After getting along these days, Zhang Rong found that the child he picked up was probably a natural general. If he was taught, he might have the opportunity to become a new generation of brave generals in the future.

He wanted to train Pei Xiangyun, but he didn't want Jiang Yi to pick on him now, so he became a little anxious: "But..."

"You can't predict what he will bring to Longxi."

Jiang Yi said indifferently: "He is bleeding from Uz's blood. He might stab you mercilessly at any time, and then step on you to climb up and return to the place that belonged to him."

These words were said to him by Zhang Rong in his previous life.

It's ridiculous that Feng Shui has taken turns. Back then, he resisted all opinions, endured the speculation and slander of others, and insisted that Pei Xiangyun was a good student, and he would definitely not do anything to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors.

Now he is the only one who can see the wolf cub's tame ambition under the skin, and he tries his best to dissuade anyone who wants to keep him, but no one believes him.

"Ayi, why do you always have trouble with a child?"

Guan Yangui said from the side: "Although you keep saying that he is of a foreign race, but in the end... he has done nothing wrong. You can't arbitrarily break his arms like this."

Jiang Yi took a deep breath, knowing that this impossible hurdle had returned.

He even wanted to tell the whole story for a moment, but he held back.

Subconsciously, Jiang Yi has always suspected that there is another inner ghost hiding in the Longxi military camp, and the most suspected one is Guan Yangui.

Telling everything now is tantamount to scaring the snake.

Jiang Yi could only grit his teeth and swallowed the words that came to his lips, and said bluntly: "In the future, please stop allowing him to come to the school to practice martial arts."

"You have said that you are not related to him, why are you still taking care of him now?"

Rong Zhang's violent temper gradually became uncontrollable, he had never been denied so many times before, and immediately said with a bit of anger: "If I accept him as a disciple now, how can you meddle in your own business? "

Accept him as an apprentice?

Jiang Yi couldn't laugh or cry, he just thought Zhang Rong was talking angry.

As the master of the white-eyed wolf in his previous life, he has already lost count of how many times he was disappointed. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Zhang Rong say: "If you take me as your teacher now, you can come and go in and out of this school at will in the future, and you don't have to look at others anymore. Would you like to?"

He deliberately bit down on the word "other people" and gave Jiang Yi a hard look.

Jiang Yi stopped walking indifferently, thinking that if Pei Xiangyun really wanted to worship Zhang Rong as his teacher, he would definitely choose an auspicious day to send this good apprentice from his previous life on the road without anyone noticing.

After all, he let Pei Xiangyun stay in Longxi before, and he wanted to let Pei Xiangyun go as soon as his injury healed, but he didn't expect Zhang Rong to be very protective.

The eyes of the three people present all fell on Pei Xiangyun. They thought he would readily agree, but saw the young man straighten his back with all his strength, slowly turn sideways, and kneel on the ground.

Pei Xiangyun lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Sorry General, I...cannot be your apprentice."

Zhang Rong suddenly lost his face: "Then what do you want?"

Pei Xiangyun glanced at Jiang Yi, bit his lip, and finally told the truth: "I want... to be Master Jiang's student."

The author says:

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