Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

"Yes, there are some things that you can't do after dawn." Wu Fuqian raised his head and said with a smile.

Wuyou's palm rose again with a red palm air, Yan Qiaotian wanted to break free from Wu Fuqian's arm, but the other party held him tightly, and comforted him softly: "Don't worry."

When Yan Qiaotian saw Wuyou's palm, he already had a clear understanding of this person in his heart. The red palm was the martial arts legend ten years ago, Zhang Xinlei Cui Liang's housekeeping skills, even though he was still young at that time , but people in the martial arts, countless people died at his hands, even the top masters in the Jianghu, many of them have not been spared, and Wu Fugan is just a half-baked guy. He naturally has no problem with a weak person like Wuchen, but he has no problem dealing with it. For a master like Cui Liang, he can only be beaten.

Once the thunder in the palm comes out, there will be death or injury. This sentence has become a trembling horror statement in the world. It is said that as long as Cui Liang hits the thunder in the palm, the other party will either die or be injured. Kung fu, I'm afraid it's only for death, but now my foundation in Aotianmen is not stable, if something happened to him, wouldn't I be expelled from Aotianmen? It's not about dying.

Thinking of this, Yan Qiaotian pondered, the only way to save Wu Fuqian's life was to play it by ear.

Just as Yan Qiaotian weighed it, Wuyou had already made a move. The thunder in his palm was like a ball of violent fire. Wherever it went, a blazing fire seemed to gather there. If it touched someone, , that would set the opponent on fire in an instant.

Yan Qiaotian hid in Wu Fuqian's chest, secretly passed his internal energy through his chest, and injected it into his body without any traces. Only then did he barely maintain his jumping from being reduced due to the lack of internal energy. Also, although Wuyou's moves It wouldn't be fatal, but for Wu Fuqian, he was tired of dealing with it. It can be seen from the figure that he avoided the opponent just now. But they all avoided in time.

Although Wuyou felt a little strange, he would never have thought that all of this was just secretly helped by Yan Qiaotian.

"Good boy, I can't tell, your martial arts are not bad." Wuyou said.

"To each other." Wu Fuqian agreed shamelessly.

"Then let's see the real kung fu, whether it is each other or not." After Wuyou finished speaking, the movements of his hands became faster, and the power of the thunder in his palm became stronger.

This time, his move was almost fatal, which made Yan Qiaotian into trouble all of a sudden.

Wu Fuqian is obviously in a weak position. If things go on like this, if he doesn't take action again, then even if Wu Fuqian does not die, he will lie in bed for a long time, and he was injured because of saving himself, so after returning, his days in Aotianmen I'm afraid it's over.

Yan Qiaotian's eyes turned, and he immediately had an idea. Since he couldn't be injured, could he be injured instead of him? In this way, he could take advantage of the opportunity of being sick to grope all over the Aotianmen.

Thinking this way, when Yan Qiaotian was avoiding Wu Fuqian's attack, he saw the opportunity and took Wu Fuqian's empty door to let Wuyou attack, but when Wuyou's palm thunder was about to approach Wu Fuqian, Wuchen beside him suddenly called out He said: "Don't..."

Wuyou's palm force was withdrawn halfway, but the palm still slapped towards the other party uncontrollably, but this time it didn't slap on Wu Fuqian's body, but landed firmly on Yan Qiaotian's body.

The power of this palm has been halved, and Yan Qiaotian secretly used internal force to protect his body, so although he was attacked by the Thunder Heart Palm, fortunately his internal force was not damaged, only a little skin trauma.

"Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang..." Wu Fugan supported Yan Qiaotian who was limp in front of his chest, and followed him to sit on the ground involuntarily.

Yan Qiaotian's face was pale, and a drop of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Although it was only a small drop, it caused Wu Fuqian's heart to unknowingly hurt. He held Yan Qiaotian tightly in his arms, and said with self-blame: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

Yan Qiaotian smiled slightly and said, "I'm fine, let's go back."

"Okay, I'll take you back now." Wu Fuqian picked up Yan Qiaotian, stared at Wuyou angrily and said, "Hmph, I will definitely come back to get back what happened today, and you, too." He turned his head to look at Wu Chen again and said, "If I hear about your troubles with Xiao Lang again, then don't blame me for being rude."

Wu Fuqian's eyes are completely different from those of the dandy in the past. At this time, he looks more like a man, full of responsibility in every word and deed, which makes Yan Qiaotian feel a little weird towards him.

"Okay, I'll wait for you, do you think I'm afraid of you?" After Wu Chen finished speaking, he sobbed softly.

"Oh." Wuyou sighed deeply, and said, "Amitabha!"

In fact, Yan Qiaotian just suffered a little skin trauma. Being hugged by Wu Fuqian like this always made him feel a little awkward. Thinking that he, a dignified leader of the Qingyun Club, would be hugged by a big man like this. How can you mess around in the Jianghu? Thinking of this, he said softly: "Well, Eldest Young Master, it's better to let Xiao Lang down, Xiao Lang is fine."

Wu Fuqian stared at him solemnly and said, "I like to hug you. From now on, I will always hug you until you agree to marry me."

"Marry?" Yan Qiaotian asked pretending to be puzzled, "Eldest young master, this woman can only marry a man, but you and I are both men, how can Xiao Lang marry you? Xiao Lang only wants to make a few years of money. Going back to my hometown to pick up a house and a daughter-in-law can be regarded as a care for my parents."

Wu Fuqian stopped, put Yan Qiaotian on the stone bench by the roadside, and said with a smile: "Why can't men get married? As long as you are willing to marry me, then I will take you back with eight palanquins. If you If you don't like staying in Aotianmen, then I am willing to marry you and go home with you."

Avoiding Wu Fuqian's approaching cheeks, Yan Qiaotian said awkwardly: "Well...you and I are both men, how can we carry on the family line? My parents just want me to marry my wife and give birth to a fat boy."

"Okay, as long as you want, I will help you give birth to a fat boy." Wu Fuqian's cheek was so close that it was about to touch Yan Qiaotian's face, but Yan Qiaotian couldn't do anything in the face of the teasing that was so close at hand. , he had no choice but to keep dodging, hoping that this dude who looked quite normal just now would let him go.

"Xiao Lang, look at the full moon and few stars today, why don't we two have a bridal chamber today, as for the red tape of the wedding, we can make up for it later, okay?" Wu Fuqian straightened Yan Qiaotian's dodging face with both hands, a pair of ruddy Lips, pounced on Yan Qiaotian like a devil.

At this critical moment, Yan Qiaotian called out: "Ouch." Then his face turned pale again.

"Is Xiao Lang in pain again? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being too impatient, but I can't blame me, who told you to be so attractive, I really can't control it." After Wu Fuqian finished speaking, he gave Yan Qiaotian a white look, Then he quickly picked him up by the waist and said, "Okay, I'll take you back and find a doctor to help you see a doctor. I think to be on the safe side, from tonight onwards, I'd better sleep in the same bed with you .”

"what……"