Empress of Longsha

Chapter 116
"No. You are not allowed to eat if you haven't completed the training task." After Fu Yu finished speaking, she couldn't help but lower her head.

Fu Yu folded her legs, leaned on her knees, rubbed her painful and numb palms, recalling Nangong Yan's mocking and arrogant look and the scene where Yun Heng was indifferent and unable to tell her to eat, a sense of grievance surged in her heart .However, when her tears were about to fall, Di Song's words flashed in her mind, "No matter how others hate you, just be yourself."Fu Yu, have you forgotten your original intention of coming to Mount Qishan alone from Panglin Town?Before you get Zi Jue, you can't be intimidated by these so-called difficulties, you know?You have to remember that those who torment you are not necessarily bad-hearted, just like the old man, without his making things difficult, you would not be able to learn the unique skills of the Qishan Seven Sects.Now it's just learning the introductory rules of Mount Qiqi. Compared with the previous practice, the difficulty is only [-]% to [-]%.Why can't you hold on?
Xiang Heng sat quietly at the side, watching Fu Yu sinking into deep thought alone, although he didn't know what Fu Yu was thinking, but he could feel Fu Yu's inner struggle at this moment!What is there to worry about?Is she different from the woman I imagined?
After thinking about it, Fu Yu suddenly stood up, rubbed her sore palms, and walked straight to the edge of the cliff.

Fu Yu's actions made Xiangheng stunned for a moment, and then stood up, watching her walking towards the edge of the cliff, feeling a little worried in his heart, but when he saw her sneaking down the cliff, and then one by one began to stretch her body, Xiangheng There was a strange feeling in my heart: She really is a woman who won't give up easily!

"Seven, eight, eight..." Fu Yu's palms gripping the iron chain bridge began to tremble, and the tingling sensation came up from the soles of her feet again, and there were more beads of sweat on her forehead than before, like water jets flow.Fu Yu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then let it out again.Why is it stuck at the eighth again?Fu Yu, how many times has this happened?You really shouldn't be intimidated by such an easy exercise!
"If you really can't hold on, forget it." Xiang Heng watched Fu Yu's series of actions, and said slowly.He didn't want Fu Yu to completely fail in this most basic exercise.

"Eight, nine, nine..." Fu Yu ignored Xiangheng, she gathered all her strength and lifted her body upwards, and after a while, she finally passed the eighth hurdle.Fu Yu looked at Xiang Heng happily, and the joy in her eyes made Xiang Heng feel infected.

"Nine, nine...ten, ten!" Fu Yu finished the last stretch, her whole body was limp and weak, and even her consciousness was a little fuzzy.Her palms had already been worn out and started to bleed, and the blood dripped down her palms and fell to her arms, leaving behind dazzling bright red marks.

Xiangheng's Adam's apple moved silently, and a single palm condensed a bright light belt, which quickly wrapped around Fu Yu's waist under Xiangheng's swing, and then forcefully brought her back to the cliff.

Fu Yu felt that she was being pulled up the cliff, the fear in her heart disappeared instantly, and she closed her eyes and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Xiangheng squatted beside Fu Yu, carefully opened her fist-like palms, saw that the delicate skin was bloody, and couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart: Fu Yu, you can totally act like Nangong Yan. You jerk, please forgive me!

Xiang Heng tore off his skirt, wrapped the plaster to stop the bleeding, and then wrapped Fu Yu's palm carefully.After Xiangheng finished all this, Fu Yu was already fast asleep with even breathing.

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(End of this chapter)