Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 1300 Training Ground

Shengmian was brought to an indoor training ground, and the man put a shield in her hand.

"Your memory should have been tampered with by the saint. Her hypnotism is so proficient that it can even disturb people's memory. Your reflexes and resistance are very strong, but you haven't received systematic training over the years."

Sheng Mian looked down at the thing in her hand, even though she couldn't see it, she still reached out to touch it.

"Next, I will whip you. During the month when your eyes recover, I will use this method to train you and exercise your reaction ability. You are too weak now."

The word weak hurt Sheng Mian.

When she was in the imperial capital, she prayed countless times. It would be great if she could be stronger, so that she would not be in an isolated and helpless situation, nor would she be separated from Fu Yancheng like this.

If she has the ability to protect the people she wants to protect.

She was startled, suddenly remembering what Fu Yancheng had said while holding him.

"I, Fu Yancheng, am actually just an ordinary person. There are things I can't do and people I can't protect. I still need to grow up. You also have a mission that you haven't completed yet. If one day we are separated, you have to work hard." Let me live your own life until I come to find you, okay?"

The heart was instantly infused with power, but at this moment, the sound of breaking through the air came.

Her arm was whipped hard.

The man showed no mercy, and his tone was even cold.

"If this was a battlefield and you were distracted at the critical moment, you would be dead now. Come again!"

The second whip is swung.

It was the first time for Shengmian to face such training, and she couldn't adapt at all.

The man wielded ten whips, but she only dodged one, and her body was already torn.

Her forehead was also covered with sweat, and the sweat rolled all the way to her chin, and her clothes were soaked.

After twenty whips, she lay on the ground unable to move.

The man threw down the whip in his hand respectfully.

"Too weak, even if the saintess taught you subconsciously before you were 13 years old, but you haven't practiced it for so many years, you are already rusty, and you have to pick it up again."

Sheng Mian was in so much pain that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

The next second, she felt herself being picked up.

She wanted to ask him where he was taking her.

But she didn't have the strength to ask, she was exhausted.

"Pfft!"

She was thrown into a small pool.

She was instantly overwhelmed by the special potion inside, and the pain all over her body was magnified a thousand times.

This is no ordinary water at all!
She wanted to climb to the shore, but the sound of breaking through the air came again, and she subconsciously plunged into the water.

The man held a whip and looked at her from the shore, with a look of relief in his eyes.

"Very good. It's only been twenty lashes, and you already vaguely know the direction in which the whip is coming."

After Sheng Mian's whole body was filled with water, the pain all over her body made her almost faint.

She struggled to emerge from the water again, her skin had already turned red under the stimulation, and her entire face was also red.

It hurts so much, every inch of pain feels like being crushed, and I can't even cry.

The man explained on the shore.

"This is a special potion, which can magnify the pain of your wound hundreds of times, but at the same time, it can heal your wound within a few days. The potion is very precious. After training, I will soak it every time. "

Sheng Mian felt like she was going to faint from the pain.

"Aren't you afraid that I will be hurt to death?"

The man glanced at her lightly, "I brought out a lot of medicine from the research base. If you are really going to die, as long as you don't completely lose your vital signs, I can bring you back."

Sheng Mian curled up inside, feeling that all the skin pain relief she had endured in her previous life was nothing compared to this.

Something was pressing on his chest, and he couldn't breathe.

She could only think desperately about Fu Yancheng.

She must get over it and survive the difficulties in front of her.

His fists were clenched and his eyes became firm for a moment.

The man's voice came again.

"And it can make your pain nerves adapt to this kind of pain. Even if you chop off one of your fingers, you won't feel too much pain."

Sheng Mian didn't speak, she really didn't have the energy to speak.

The man looked at the watch on his wrist leisurely. If an ordinary person could hold on for 10 minutes, he was considered mentally tough. Unexpectedly, it had already been 10 minutes and she still didn't say a word.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "There are still 10 minutes left and we can come out."

Sheng Mian has gotten used to this kind of pain now, trying her best to separate herself, so that she will feel that the time is not so difficult.

She wanted to recall the sweetness of being with Fu Yancheng, but found it sadly.

The time the two really spend together is too little.

(End of this chapter)