Arrowed Butterfly

The man touched Yuchen's acupoints, raised his hand, and groped through his sleeve until he found some paper.For example, Chen Qiyu accidentally painted a nine-thousand-year-old face in the villa before, and Qiu Yiyun saw it. It can be seen that Chen Qiyu often paints a nine-thousand-year-old face inadvertently.It burns after each startle.Only this one was secretly hidden by Yuchen, so it survived.

The painting survived, and so did Yu Chen.

The green-eyed man is Bai Yu, who is nine thousand years old. He unfolded the scroll and frowned: "Where did you get this painting?"

"It was drawn by my son." Yu Chen said.

Bai Yu frowned slightly, and said, "Who is your young master?"

Yu Chen gritted his teeth and said, "My son's surname is Yu, and he's temporarily staying in the small building on Baizhang Cliff."

Bai Yu's frowning brows gradually eased, and his voice was not as cold as before, but sounded more pleasant: "Oh, you are Yu Chen."

Yu Chen said in surprise, "You know me?"

With a flick of Bai Yu's sleeve, Yu Chen's acupuncture points were untied.Then he said, "I know you, do you know me?"

Yu Chen shook his head and said, "Master, you never want to tell me who the person in the painting is."

"Really?" Bai Yu straightened his bamboo hat and said, "Tell your young master how to settle the account of deceiving me in the past. If you want to settle the matter, come see me."

Yu Chen asked in surprise, "But where is he going to meet you?"

Bai Yu smiled and said, "He will figure out a way." As he spoke, Bai Yu's figure flickered and disappeared.It seems that ghosts come and go without a trace.

It was only then that Yuchen realized that his arm was in pain. After careful examination, there was no scar on the surface, but there was a faint pain in his bones. It can be seen that when Bai Yu subdued him just now, although he didn't hurt his flesh, he had secretly hurt his muscles and bones.It can be seen that Baiyu's martial arts are vicious and vicious.

Yu Chen patted his heart, sweating all over his face: this life was saved by that portrait.

With a face like Bai Yu's, if he didn't wear a bamboo hat, it would be too eye-catching.Although the gauze hat is quite eye-catching, recently there are many martial arts people on Mount Tai, and there are quite a lot of people like Bai Yu who wear the gauze hat, so it was inconspicuous for a while.

Because Baiyu is a barbarian, he is tall and tall, but many martial arts masters are also tall and burly, so it doesn't matter if he mixes among them.Therefore, the martial arts conference is really a good place for him to hide himself.

Bai Yu returned to the room where he lived, and paused in front of the door, as if he had sensed something, but he pushed the door open anyway, only to see visitors—Shi Xiaomi and Yang Yifeng.

Bai Yu walked into the room and closed the door, took off the bamboo hat, and showed a bright smile: "Long time no see."

I don't know whether this was said to Shi Xiaomi or Yang Yifeng.

Shi Xiaomi yelled, "You've done me a disservice!"

Bai Yu just smiled, but didn't speak.

Yang Yifeng turned to Shi Xiaomi and said, "Wear a bamboo hat and stand outside, be careful not to be recognized by others, and also be careful not to let people approach this place."

Shi Xiaomi obeyed the order and went out, of course, before going out, she gave Bai Yu a hard look.Bai Yu also smiled, brushed the dust off the seat, and sat down.Yang Yifeng poured him a cup of tea and asked, "How is it going?"

Bai Yu replied, "Not bad."

Yang Yifeng said, "That's good."

Bai Yu raised his eyes to look at Yang Yifeng, saw his sunken cheeks and a sluggish expression, so he replied with a smile: "I really don't recognize you."

"I almost don't recognize myself anymore." For a while, Yang Yifeng didn't dare to look in the mirror at all.That weak man with hickeys all over his neck, red and swollen lips, a sluggish, haggard and pale man... How could it be Yang Yifeng, the leader of the Cult?

Bai Yu said: "Qiyu was trained by me alone, it's not bad." There seemed to be a bit of pride in his tone.

Yang Yifeng smiled and said, "That's right, I even bit you."

Bai Yu also smiled, touched his delicate chin, and said, "I like it when he bites me."

Yang Yifeng didn't know how to answer for a moment.He wanted to bring up the fact that he was blocked from acupuncture points, but he was suddenly timid.What should he say?It would be rude to explain the cause and effect clearly.Bai Yu is not Shi Xiaomi, so how could it be possible to fool him with just two or three sentences?

What should he say to this martial arts master he taught?Do you say that you were captured and sealed your martial arts?Nor did he know if he could narrate his failures smoothly.As long as I think about it for a while, I feel ashamed, and it is quite difficult to say it.He was even more afraid that Bai Yu would ask carefully, and let Bai Yu know that he had become Qiu Yiyun's pet doll...

Bai Yu saw that Yang Yifeng's face was cloudy and uncertain.Bai Yu suddenly stretched out his hand to touch Yang Yifeng's veins, frowned slightly, and said, "How long has it been?"

"How long has it been?" Yang Yifeng didn't realize it for a moment.

"How long has it been since you didn't have martial arts?" Bai Yu said angrily, "Or how long have you been pregnant?"

Yang Yifeng replied embarrassingly: "I haven't had martial arts for three or four months."

Counting the days like this, Yang Yifeng was surprised that he had been in love with Qiu Yiyun's bed for so long.Qiu Yiyun took care of him meticulously, even in bed, he put his wishes first.Qiu Yiyun's words may be a little rambunctious, but there is a saying that is actually true. Yang Yifeng is born to be very suitable for Fengyue's body. After leaving Qiu Yiyun, every night, there will always be some unspeakable restlessness.

Seeing the embarrassed look on Yang Yifeng's face, Bai Yu thought that he didn't like the fact that his martial arts were locked up.Therefore, Bai Yu didn't ask any more questions, and just said: "You have internal injuries from the beginning, and your internal strength is locked after the internal injuries have not healed..."

"I understand." Yang Yifeng interrupted calmly, "Even if the acupoints are relieved at this moment, the true energy will flow wildly. I'm afraid it will still hurt my weak body, and I don't know how much blood I vomit. So I have to rely on you Exercise my energy, adjust my breath, and straighten out my true energy."