Chapter 290 Sandbags
Before Lin Changqing could think it through, he was called onto the stage to face Zhao Wu.

Song Yao didn't look at it seriously, but instead argued with Jun Yan, "What do you mean I despise Lin Changqing, and he immediately comes back to follow you? Aren't you blatantly poaching someone? Cooperate with me and teach him, and you will pick him up." Ready-made, you can pick up a treasure as soon as you pick it up!"

"Say one more thing,"

Jun Yan raised his hand to pinch Song Yao's cheek, "Is he your Bao'er?"

Song Yao patted his hand off, "Is this the point?"

"The point is that you want to find a man to be Bao'er."

Song Yao: "...Jun Yan, are you sick?"

"Okay," Jun Yan nodded, "Seeing that Lin Changqing is Bao'er, and seeing me is sick."

Song Yao: "???"

Song Yao stopped talking.

"Heh," Jun Yan stretched out his hand and pointed, "Here, your Bao'er was kicked off the stage."

Song Yao turned his head to look.

Within ten moves, Lin Changqing, an undeveloped eagle, was kicked out like a rookie.

Jun Yan said to Song Yao, "Your treasure is so fragile."

"Don't be so weird."

Song Yao's eyebrows twitched, and she decided to take care of his problems: "Lin Changqing obviously hasn't practiced martial arts since he was a child, so his internal strength can't keep up with others, but his keenness and natural supernatural power, he is definitely a good seed."

"Oh, good seedlings," Jun Yan sneered, looking at her, "Is there a good fry that can swim into your fish pond?"

Song Yao: "..."

My mother @#@@@...

Song Yao burst out a series of foul words in her heart, and finally, under Jun Yan's inexplicable madness, she grabbed his collar, pulled him to her side, took a deep breath, and turned into a domineering prince to coax her little wife, "Men, don't challenge me!" my patience."

She blushed, locked a three-bedroom apartment for herself, and continued, "I don't care about you, do you know if I kill you on the spot?"

Jun Yan: "..."

Jun Yan was a little surprised, and was shocked to hear the obscene words that the little girl said in a low voice, "I don't know what surprises you have."

Song Yao thought about the classic lines she usually writes in books, "For example, sit up and move by yourself?"

Jun Yan raised his eyebrows.

OK, there are quite a lot of tricks.

It's pretty good, you can try one by one when you get married.

Relying on his internal strength, An Wu, who overheard the conversation between the two, gave the others a wink, "Let me just say I'm not lying! Miss Song is really the one above!"

An Qi and the others turned pale with shock, "If a man can't do it, the country will not have a country!"

"If the prince is like this, I don't know if my son, Dayong, will become a tool for women's fun in the future. It's so sad!"

"It's really windy and cold, and I bow my head and think about my hometown!"

"..."

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Lin Changqing walked up to Song Yao with a panda eye.

"Master." He cupped his fists, and was about to organize his words to say that he would definitely train hard in the future, so he heard Song Yao say, "The punching speed is not fast enough, and the internal strength is not deep enough, but the talent is very high. Tomorrow you go to Banxia and let her Find someone to make sandbags for you and tie them to your limbs, run with the weight for an hour, and then follow her for half an hour to learn the acupuncture points of the human body..."

Song Yao trained a lot of soldiers in his previous life, and later went to the world of cultivating immortals. He has disciples and grandchildren under him, and he knows how to train people better than the hidden guards under Jun Yan.

However, the dark three and the others did not understand.

Especially Zhao Wu who just defeated Lin Changqing.

"She's not the prostitute of the Su family, and she hasn't trained with Mr. Su, yet she dares to speak nonsense here."

"Sandbags? Bags made of sand? What's the use? We also need to recognize the acupoints. What we're learning is the ability to kill people. We're not going to be healers."

"Pretend to understand if you don't understand, sooner or later you will cause trouble because of this mouth."

"Fortunately, I didn't make her a subordinate!"

Thinking about it, Zhao Wu blamed Song Yao in his heart before getting out of the ring.

And after Lin Changqing responded to Song Yao's words, as soon as he retreated, he was surrounded by other teammates of the fire team, "What did the master say to you? Why are you listless?"

Could it be that he lost so badly that the master felt ashamed and scolded Lin Changqing?
Seeing this, the others also stretched their ears to inquire about the situation.

Lin Changqing scratched his head, "Master said let us study medicine, what else, some bags of sand, let us run with a load..."

Yo heh.

The hidden guard of the fire team was dumbfounded, "No, then you didn't tell the master, we are all big bastards, although martial arts are not the best, but we can't cure diseases and save lives!"

"Others study medicine to help the world, but don't we study medicine to harm the world?"

"If I had known she would be so good at making arrangements, I wouldn't have followed Brother Lin to do things for her."

"...It's a bit of a nonsense, but I heard Ansan and Boss Mo say that she is a concubine's daughter, so...the vision is relatively small, and I want to express myself in front of the prince..."

"No," Lin Changqing shook his head, "Master said, my internal strength is not as good as others now, so I have to use ingenuity, black hands and black boxing. The acupuncture points of the human body are the key to victory, and sandbags are also good things. Oh, I can't explain it clearly to you, anyway, you will know when the time comes!"

Although he didn't understand, he couldn't stand Song Yao's serious words, anyway, the prince listened seriously, and he was taken aback for a while.

The dark guard who was following Zhao Wu heard the words and sneered, "Lick the dog until you have nothing left!"

He scolded in a low voice: "Everyone climbs up by ability, but he got in by relying on a woman. Fortunately, he is still the young master of the Lin family, and he has no bones at all. No wonder father doesn't love mother or mother! Just look at it!" Well, within half a month, our strength will beat him by a few blocks!"

Song Yao followed Jun Yan and said, "Look, in just a few days, Lin Changqing can find teeth everywhere for that martial artist!"

Jun Yan raised his eyebrows, "Oh."

"Do you not believe me?" Song Yao stretched her neck, "What is your expression?"

Jun Yan glanced at her, "Look at the way you trust Lin Changqing too much."

"Am I trusting him? I'm trusting my vision. Of course, am I simply trusting myself?" Song Yao doggedly said, "Of course I trust your vision even more!"

The third class who ate a mouthful of dog food: "..."

Song Yao is really good at coaxing.

Obviously, Lin Changqing's internal strength is so poor, even in the past ten years, don't even think about surpassing Zhao Wu, she insisted on calling the white one black and pretending to be aggressive, but the prince still catered to her.

No wonder Mrs. Mo said that she served others in Israel.

Sure enough, the little guy was really angry, and he must have used this little trick to win over His Highness in order to ask for a hidden guard.

Luckily, Jun Yan was stupefied and asked, "What is a sandbag?"

Song Yao dipped his hands in the cup of tea and painted for him, "It is to put the gravel and sand in such a cloth bag and wrap it around the legs. This is called running with a load, which can increase endurance and build a solid foundation for physical strength."

Jun Yan listened carefully, followed Song Yao and told him a bunch of obstacles and running.

In the end, he concluded, "Your training methods are too single and simple. If you step on plum blossom piles every day, your improvement is too slow."

"The obstacle course you mentioned, can this venue be implemented?" Jun Yan said seriously, "There are also some important acupoint maps on the human body to control the enemy. Do you have any extra?"

"It's possible, but many of your facilities have never been seen before, and you don't know how to use them. As for the picture, you want me to draw you one."

Don't even think about running with weights and running obstacles. Don't think that she can't see how proud each of the three is.

They all regarded her as a coquettish slut, so she didn't teach this group of people.

Save yourself listening to their nonsense and nonsense.

She has the energy, why not make a table for Lin Changqing and his group, and improve their strength for her use as soon as possible.

Jun Yan nodded, and after choosing someone, Song Yao no longer wanted to watch this group of people fight, and pulled Jun Yan and said, "Go around! I seem to see grapes in your mountain! I told you that wine is special. It's delicious, I'll brew it for you to taste!"

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at the same time.

In a private long street outside Chang'an City.

"No, no, no, let them go!"

After playing with the parrot, Mr. Fu stood in the yard and heard the servants coming to report that the crown prince and grand master had come to visit him. He was so annoyed that he had a headache and cursed, "All orphans have no home of their own, and they run to me every day!"

"You want me to go out of the mountain, there is no door, no windows, get out!"

Parrot: "Orphans, orphans! Orphans!"

Boss Fu twitched his mouth three times when he heard his father yelling like a rainbow, and said frightened, "Father, the crown prince has found someone, and his attitude is so good, let's stop holding it, or we won't make things difficult for the royal family? You have to For the sake of us juniors, just a few magical weapons..."

"Shen Bing Shen Bing! One of them said simple things, do you really think I can do everything?" Mr. Fu was very annoyed when he saw his son's cowardly appearance, "Why did I wash my hands in the golden basin? It's because there are no successors You are such an idiot! I should have shot the wall! You too!"

Parrot: "You idiot! You have to go back to the countryside!"

Boss Fu: "..." Damn you little bastard.

Boss Fu couldn't control him, speechless, angry and scared, hurried to the front hall to meet Chang Qingjian.

"Spineless!" Seeing this, Mr. Fu cursed again, turned around and went back to the study, and saw that there was a letter addressed to him on the table, "Who is this?"

The old man didn't understand, so he tore open the wax-sealed letter, and was about to reach out to get the letter, when he saw the second child of the Fu family hastily pushed the door open, and said excitedly: "Father, the prince and grand master came here with the sketch of the magic weapon, hurry up!" Come take a look with me!"

(End of this chapter)

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