My CEO is as beautiful as a fairy

My words seemed to annoy them a little. They were serious with me.

I don't mean to hurt them. I'm just defending. It's nothing for me to deal with two alone.

Slowly, I seem to find the intention of Ye Xiaotong and Mo Yun. Mr. Wei said he didn't want to see us. If they let us in easily, it would be against the teacher's life. But if they can't do their skills and lose to me, it's reasonable for me to break in and they can't stop us.

They are trying to help me.

But he pretended not to show his face.

I understood it, beat them back with a few moves, and then said, "you are not my opponent, so don't waste time and energy. I must see Mr. Wei."

"Master, I'm incompetent." the two knelt down in the direction of the cloud Pavilion gate at the same time.

I looked inside curiously. The door was open, but no one came out. I felt it with my breath again, but I couldn't feel angry.

killer! Really master!

How powerful is it to cover your breath?

Xiong Xiaoyun came up to me and asked me in a low voice, "there's no one in the room at all. Is it possible that she's playing tricks? I'll send some people to explore the way."

I know which Xiaosi goes in, and I can't even see Mr. Wei's shadow, but Mr. Wei has refused to show up. Moreover, up to now, I don't know how strong his ability is. It's OK to send two people to explore the bottom.

So I nodded.

Xiong Xiaoyun sent two young men in. They didn't know why, so they stepped in without fear.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he was rushed out by a strong force and flew several meters away. It looked very powerful, but the other party withdrew his internal strength, so he didn't cause much damage. At most, it was a flesh wound.

Sure enough, he is a great master!

I secretly marveled in my heart. I can freely control my strength. Only I can do it.

Xiong Xiaoyun had to send someone in again. I stretched out my hand to interrupt her, "no, it seems that Mr. Wei wants me to go in personally."

An expert always has some different ideas, so that he can appear higher than others.

I seem to understand that Mr. Wei still refuses to come out to see us because he wants to test my ability. If my guess is right, he doesn't want to see us, but has been secretly observing and peeping into my strength.

I strode towards the cloud Pavilion. As soon as I approached the door, I could feel a strong force rushing out of the house.

This is the power of internal strength. A successful person can cut a century old tree with one palm.

Mr. Wei has great strength, but he is not aggressive.

I easily resolved it and continued to go in.

Finally, I entered the cloud Pavilion. The cloud Pavilion is very unique. Most of the materials are bamboo. Bamboo tables and chairs give people a relaxed and happy feeling.

It's very big. There are five rooms. It should be arranged according to the setting of one room for each person.

The two houses are set together and connected back and forth, which is a bit like the suite in the countryside.

After I came in, I was feeling where Mr. Wei was. He had just used his strength and had exposed his position. But it's strange that his position has been moving.

Each room is separated. How does he move around?

Just when I was wondering, a vigorous and powerful voice came from the ethereal place, "you can defeat my four disciples and enter here. Your martial arts are extraordinary. What can I do for you?"

Mr. Wei asked, did you promise to help me?

I hurriedly said, "Mr. Wei, I heard that you have excellent medical skills. I have a friend who is seriously ill. I'd like to ask you to take a look."

"Ha ha, you are kind-hearted. You are ill, but you don't seek medical treatment for yourself, but come for your friends. It's really fraternal."

It sounds a little sour.

I said, "if Mr. Wei can help me heal together, Zhao will be very grateful."

No reply.

I raised my head and looked around. At this time, through the gap between the bamboos, I saw a shadow slowly moving towards me in the bamboo forest in the house. How fast can you move?

The first second is still tens of meters away, and the next second is in front of you.

It turned out that Mr. Wei was not in the house, but in the bamboo forest behind the house. No wonder he could move around.

It's so far from the house that I can still send out such a strong force. I'm afraid I may not be able to do it.

In the blink of an eye, Mr. Wei appeared in the room.

He was dressed in a dark blue robe with a tall and straight posture, which meant a bit of immortality. His hair was short and erect, which added to his hardness.

I always thought he should be 70 or 80 years old, but Mr. Wei looks only 40 or 50 years old. Moreover, because of long-term practice, his skin is very delicate and his eyes are bright. He looks much younger than Ji MuQing's father.

"Mr. Wei," I said respectfully with my bow and fist.

Mr. Wei went to the futon and sat cross legged. He motioned me to sit down, too.

As soon as I took my seat, he waved his hand to generate a strong wind and closed the door of the cloud Pavilion.

I didn't want to ask him why he was so mysterious. My mind was all attracted by Mr. Wei.

I was not in a hurry to speak, because I knew that Mr. Wei must have his idea.

"Give me your hand," Mr. Wei said to me.

I put my hand to him. He held my wrist and felt my pulse.

I sat quietly, never talking, but observing Mr. Wei's expression.

Mr. Wei looked strange. After taking his pulse, he didn't hurry to tell me what was going on, but closed his eyes and remained silent.

I finally couldn't help it and asked, "why doesn't Mr. Wei speak?"

"It's a miracle that we can live up to now with a congenital pulse." Mr. Wei said for a long time.

I don't understand, "what does Mr. Wei mean?"

"You should already know, ah bin, they all belong to natural cultivation physique. They are rare martial arts wizards once in a century, and you are born to be unable to practice martial arts."

I smiled. "Is Mr. Wei kidding? Isn't my martial arts the best proof?"

"Someone forced you to connect the Jue pulse, but it also led to your blood reflux. With the passage of time, the blood reflux becomes faster and faster, and your headache will become more and more frequent. Until your body can no longer bear it, you will break your pulse and die."

I couldn't help shivering, but I couldn't believe what Mr. Wei said was true.

I can't practice martial arts because of my innate unique pulse. Even if others connect my unique pulse, I can't practice martial arts to the present level.

Mr. Wei answered my doubts. He said that although I was born with no pulse, I was also born with a talent for practicing martial arts. The two are not contrary. For example, a disabled person does not affect his IQ.

After others cure the disability, the advantage of IQ comes into play, because no one cares about the disability.

However, Jue pulse is Jue pulse after all. Even if it can be forcibly connected, it will still be broken one day. They are like rubber bands jumping in, and they are one step closer to the limit every day.

I was stunned when I heard it, congenital pulse loss, death... These things I never thought of kept hovering in my mind.

Mr. Wei suddenly said to me, "I'm old now. I'm not as old as I was then. My energy and physical strength are not as good as I was then. I can only save one in a short time."

I said without hesitation, "then please Mr. Wei save my friend's mother first."

"Aren't you afraid to die yourself?" Mr. Wei asked me.

I smiled sadly, "I'm afraid. No one is afraid of death, but didn't Mr. Wei say it? I have a congenital pulse. It's not so easy to want to save my life. Instead of wasting time on me, it's better to leave this precious time to others."

Mr. Wei took out a small bottle and handed it to me. "Are you familiar with this pill?"

I took it and opened the bottle. Isn't this the kind of pill a bin gave me?

Mr. Wei said, "if you take this pill first, you can hold your life for the time being. However, remember, you can no longer forcibly exercise Kung Fu, otherwise you will speed up the collapse of muscles and veins."

I thanked each other with a fist, but I also wondered, "Mr. Wei began to say he couldn't see us. Why are you helping us now?"

Mr. Wei was silent for a long time and said only two words, "Providence."

"God's will." I murmured in my heart. These two words contain too many things. Maybe Mr. Wei has his own plans and ideas, or maybe he is a capable person like Zhuge, but I won't force anything he doesn't want to say.

This time I came to invite Mr. Wei down the mountain. It was very smooth, at least more smooth than I thought.

Mr. Wei is not as inhuman as the legend, which makes me very happy.

"Mr. Wei, let's start down the mountain today." I asked tentatively.

Mr. Wei nodded, "yes, let me explain to some disciples first. Mr. Zhao, please call the little boy and yun'er in."

"OK." I came out of the room and everyone looked at me curiously and suspiciously.

I conveyed Mr. Wei's words to Ye Xiaotong and Mo Yun, and he walked in respectfully.

The gate closed again.

Xiong Xiaoyun said incomprehensibly, "this Mr. Wei is really weird. He talks when he speaks. Why close the door for fear of us eavesdropping? Ah, what did you say in there just now?"

I thought that since Mr. Wei closed the door when talking, he didn't want others to know, so he didn't tell Xiong Xiaoyun our conversation, but made it up.

Xiong Xiaoyun is so clever that he must have guessed that I didn't tell the truth and won't ask me.

Ye Xiaotong and Mo Yun went in for a short time. Soon the door opened and Mr. Wei took the lead in coming out.

Ye Xiaotong cried and followed, "master, take me with you."