Happy little peasants

Lu Yan just looked like a demon. He suddenly became like a child who hadn't been in the world. He twisted and pinched, and looked at Zhang Hui cautiously.

He walked in front of Zhang Hui, but did not squat down to help Zhang Hui. Xinghai walked away from Zhang Hui and gave him the position, but he just stood looking at Zhang Hui, slumped, and asked embarrassingly. : "Did I hit you?"

Zhang Hui had seen Lu Yan lose his mind before and complained that he shouldn't practice this evil technique. At this moment, he couldn't complain about Lu Yan's jerky appearance. He pretended to inadvertently replied, "It's not you. Who else?"

Fu Yan looked at the father and son, thinking that they could recognize each other here, but now it seems that neither of them wants to recognize each other.

Xinghai took out a small bottle from his arms, poured a pill out of it, and passed it to Lu Yan: "This is a good medicine for Bei'amen. If you take one down, he should be half better."

Lu Yan unceremoniously grabbed the pill from Xinghai's hand: "One is half as good, why don't you give me...give him two?"

Xinghai smiled and said: "The medicine cures half of it, and he has to raise the remaining half. Why waste my medicine? My medicine is precious!"

"Stingy, can't I just exchange something for you?" Lu Yan said angrily, a little embarrassed not to let others see that he cares about Zhang Hui.

"Then what do you trade for?" Xinghai teased.

"Anything will do! Give me another one!" Lu Yan stretched out his palm towards Xinghai.

Xinghai laughed and said, "It's funny, just take one of this medicine, why waste it!"

When Lu Yan saw that Xinghai was really teasing him, he gave him a disgusting look, then turned to Zhang Hui, and quickly squatted next to Zhang Hui. Without talking to Zhang Hui, he broke open Zhang Hui’s mouth and held the one. The wound medicine was stuffed into Zhang Hui's mouth, and he said two words briefly: "I have eaten."

Zhang Hui saw that Lu Yan had just asked Xinghai to beg for medicine, and he felt like he had returned to his home in Linshui Town, and a warm feeling filled his heart.

Lu Yan stared at Zhang Hui. He kept seeing Zhang Hui swallowing the medicine with a flick of his throat. Then he looked away at ease. He found Zhang Hui half-squinted looking at him. He felt uncomfortable. Stood up.

Xinghai thought of the situation where Lu Yan had lost his mind just now, and asked: "Did you just use the'selfless power'?"

Lu Yan was silent.

Xinghai continued: "Why do you practice such an evil technique? Don't you know that this technique is dangerous and will cause people to lose their senses. If you just beat your son, you don't know when you will wake up. Yeah!"

When Lu Yan heard Xinghai teaching him, he was very unconvinced, and turned his face back to Xinghai: "Huh, you don't come to teach me. It's obviously that you are not as good as me, so you just say that I practice evil techniques, you can use it. What kind of exercises fight you, anyway, I won you today, regardless of his righteousness and evil, he can be powerful."

Xinghai shook his head and didn't want to argue with Lu Yan anymore. He knew that Lu Yanzhi's people were stubborn and lacked the concept of right and wrong. If he told him about righteousness and evil, that would be playing the piano to Niu.

Xinghai knew that people like Lu Yan would definitely not be able to take care of the wounded, so he squatted next to Zhang Hui to get his pulse, then looked at Lu Yan and said, "Your evil technique will kill him with a single palm. ."

Lu Yan heard what Xinghai said so serious, and squatted next to Zhang Hui again, and asked Xinghai, "It's really that serious? You have to save him!"

"He met me in Pingshui, I gave him a medicine to save your face, and I don't care about the others!" Xinghai said slowly, "Well, this hurts me to take care of it for a while."

Xinghai said, Chao Fu Yan winked, suggesting that they could leave first.

Xinghai made a look as if he was about to leave, stood with Fu Yan, and said to Lu Yan, "We don't care about him. We are from Bei Amen, and he is from Lushan. We can't manage this width."

Lu Yan looked at Zhang Hui who was lying on the ground, frowning in embarrassment, stretched his arms towards Fu Yan and wanted to keep him: "You and him... aren't you two on the same road? How can you leave him behind? What? You'd better find a place to settle him, let him raise his body before leaving."

Xinghai tugged at Fu Yan's back. Fu Yan guessed what Xinghai meant. She had a clever idea and smiled: "I didn't want to be on the same road with him all the time. I ran into Xinghai Saint Envoy at this moment. I was naturally with Xinghai Saint Envoy. Go back to Bei Amen, the Great God Seat will punish me when I go back late."

"You don't care, I don't care, I will go back to Mount Seymour later." Lu Yan put his hands behind his back, pretending that it doesn't matter to him, but from time to time he stealthily looked at the reactions of Xinghai and Fu Yan. , Waiting for their reply.

Xinghai and Fu Yan looked at each other and smiled, striving far away, and said to Fu Yan: "Go, it's none of our business anyway, let's go."

After Xinghai finished speaking, he strode far away with Fu Yan, and soon disappeared into this valley.

Lu Yan saw Xinghai and Fu Yan gone, and chased them in the direction they disappeared for a while. Seeing that they weren't coming back, he cursed, "I really don't care? Just left?"

He stood there for a while, then turned to look at Zhang Hui, scratched the back of his head, and ran towards Zhang Hui reluctantly: "Oh, what can I do? Should I carry him on Mount Seymour? No, no, now. Don’t everyone know that I still have a son? Is it shameful to have a son? Why am I so afraid of having a son?"

Lu Yan was talking to himself in his heart, cautiously squatting next to Zhang Hui, carefully observing Zhang Hui's appearance, and checking Zhang Hui's eyes from time to time to see if he was awake.

Zhang Hui’s forehead is full, and the brow bones are prominent. Even if he faints, his thick long eyebrows are still full of heroism. The eyebrows are locked together, as if he is still worried about something at this time. When it's the most handsome.

Lu Yan muttered in his heart: "The kid should be seventeen or eighteen years old. He looks really like me when I was young. If I hadn't seen him, I would have forgotten that I was so handsome when I was young. I'm too old, and my appearance makes him sure he will think I'm old and sloppy."

Lu Yan stared at Zhang Hui for a while, still hesitating whether to take him back to Mount Seymour.

"Hey, I can't let him lie here all the time. At least I have to find a place to heal him." Lu Yan thought of this, and stretched an arm towards Zhang Hui's back, Zhang Hui confusedly cooperated with Lu Yan. , Let Lu Yan carry him on his back.

Lu Yan picked Zhang Hui on his back, feeling the warm weight on his back, and cursed with a smile: "Go to his mother, I actually have a son."