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"I'm not going to ask him, I'm going to match him."

Song Yi hummed and had no other words to express, "As long as you know, go ahead and surpass him."

Finally, he took a book and read it beside him, "If you don't understand anything, ask me again."

The book in the small courtyard is very suitable for the man practicing Qigong, and it is very pleasing to look at. Song Yi held his chin and admired it for a while. I have to say that this face is really beautiful, even in his original world , there is no such a handsome man.

Alas, what a face God has given me.

She sighed silently in her heart and planned to sleep for a while. She had experienced too many things in the past few days, which caused her spiritual energy to be consumed a bit quickly.

I really can't bear it anymore.

Bo Yesheng had been practicing for a long time, and there was a lot of sweat on his forehead, but he was still not very good at a few moves, and even tripped himself. He got up in embarrassment, and unexpectedly did not hear Song. He breathed a sigh of relief at Yi's laughter and stood up as if nothing had happened.

The woman's eyes were half-squinted, and her breakable skin was a little soft in the sun. This was the first time he had seen her like this. Her sleeping face was cute and quiet, and she looked like a doll when she wasn't talking.

Bo Yesheng stared at him in confusion for a long time, perhaps feeling the man's gaze. In his dream, Song Yi was sleeping uneasily, and suddenly Zhenyan met his eyes.

Song Yi had no expression on his face and almost punched him.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing her voice, Bo Yesheng came back to his senses.

"There are a few moves that are not easy to master, so I just wanted to ask you to take a look at them for me." He lowered his eyes, blocking the surprise in his eyes. Song Yi stood up. It's no wonder that Bo Yesheng was embarrassed to see her asleep. call her.

"Which movements? Demonstrate it again in front of me."

She rubbed her brows. It was obvious that she had just slept lightly for a while, but her head always felt groggy. Was it because she stayed in Jiangchuan for too long?

This fragrance was really strange. She had some suspicions that it was the spice of Bianhuahua. Rumor has it that this spice can make people delirious and lose their rationality. A little diffusion is equivalent to a chronic poison.

Bo Yesheng was under the tree. The long wind brought a sense of impact. His movements were a bit unfamiliar, causing his hands and feet to be uncoordinated. He didn't know how to correct his technical problems.

Song Yi was silent for a while, staring at him with a complicated expression: "If you can't do it, then stop practicing."

Bo Yesheng was a little surprised. Could it be that he was really too bad? Suddenly a feeling of powerlessness came over me, "Just tell me where it is, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

Seeing that he was still so persistent, Song Yi had nothing to say and began to correct his movements one by one.

"Your limbs are a little uncoordinated, and your power points are not used. For example, here you should use your right hand first."

"And here, you're looking in the wrong place. If it's a powerful ghost, you'll be giving away your life for nothing."

Bo Yesheng listened to everything and began to study on his own. Song Yi saw that he was practicing seriously and ignored him, and went to another small room to see Jiang Chuan.

The people who called you several times did not respond. Only the sound of the woman crying was left. She felt something was wrong and quickly opened the door, only to see Zhu Qingqing inside who had long since burst into tears.

"Master, where am I?"

"You're not a liar, are you?"

She looked Zhu Qingqing up and down to make sure that Jiang Chuan didn't relax his guard after acting. She thought that Zhu Qingqing had been devoured because he hadn't appeared for so long, so she didn't take it to heart because he was fine now. "No, I brought you back to my place for treatment."

Zhu Qingqing said yes and stopped crying, "How do you feel now?"

"I feel less pain and less guilty, but I still feel a little uncomfortable."

Song Yi checked her out and proved that the last course of treatment still had some effect, "It just temporarily suppressed the voodoo bugs on your body. You will still feel pain later."

"You didn't dream about him again during the time you were asleep, right?"

Jiang Chuan had been tortured by her, but she didn't believe that Jiang Chuan still found time to come. Sure enough, Zhu Qingqing shook her head, "This is probably the most peaceful sleep I have ever had. I was in a dream." Never saw him again."

Jiang Chuan no longer had the energy. Song Yi was in a good mood and noticed that the fragrance on his body was also lighter. It was obviously the same body. Only when Jiang Chuan appeared, the fragrance on her body would be stronger.

"But Master, why are you tying me up like this? And where is Master Yaoxian?"

She seemed to have some confusion in her memory, and Song Yi could only explain to her again, "Yao Xian has gone back, and you still need to be treated, so I will bring you back first. As for why I have to tie you up, it's because you have too many This person is a threat to me, so I have to be more vigilant."

Especially in this small courtyard, it also has a nourishing effect. If Jiang Chuan knew about it, the consequences would be unimaginable. This was also the reason why she held such hostility, but there were some things she would not let Zhu Qingqing know.

At sunset, it was time for dinner, and Bo Yesheng specially prepared dinner.

Song Yi was still hesitating whether to ask Zhu Qingqing to come out for dinner, so she looked at her pitifully. After so long, she must be starving, so saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

Hungry is also one.

"Mr. Bo, do you mind if I bring an extra person?"

Bo Yesheng was a little unhappy. He never liked strangers getting involved in cooking, but this was considered a special case, so he nodded.

"Great, thank you!"

Zhu Qingqing ate this meal with relish, as if he had been reborn, "I haven't eaten so freely for a long time. I used to feel like vomiting whenever I ate."

"That's because the bug on your body is causing trouble. It doesn't want you to eat."

It would be best if this body was starved to death, but I didn't expect that Zhu Qingqing's sense of survival would be so strong, so he could survive until now.

"Master, when I get better in the future, I will definitely repay you well."

She said solemnly.

"No need, I don't know if you can survive this disaster, so there's no need to talk too much."

Every time at this time, Song Yi's attitude was cold. Zhu Qingqing was stunned and a little embarrassed: "Master, that's not what I meant. Since you have helped me so much, I won't ask for anything in return."

"I know."

Song Yi still said these words, which irritated Zhu Qingqing's enthusiasm to death. She seemed to feel a little depressed and found an excuse to run away.