Chapter 390 (1/2)
”This is also... Tired of learning?”
Pointing to a pool of nosebleed on the table, Lin Wanqing asked aloud.
”Are you stupid? It must have been knocked just now.”
Luo Chen rolled his eyes and said aloud.
”Wipe him... It's no big deal. It's normal for the boy to knock.”
After hearing this, Lin Wanqing took out her handkerchief to wipe the nosebleed on Liu Mingyuan's face, then let him lean against the back of the chair and wipe the nosebleed on the table.
”Younger martial brother, nothing will happen.”
The son of a bitch asked worried.
”What can I do... Lose too much blood?”
Luo Chen said casually and didn't take these seriously at all.
The three sat beside Liu Mingyuan, quietly watching him, waiting for him to wake up.
After a while, Liu Mingyuan drew fiercely, then opened his eyes and gasped heavily.
”My head... My head hurts!”
”I'm tired of learning.”
Luo Chen hooked his mouth and said with a smile. He knew that this was the sequelae after transmitting the skill. Suddenly, so many things were transmitted. How could his head not hurt.
”How's it going, younger martial brother? Is there anything wrong?”
Lin Wanqing looked at Liu Mingyuan and asked aloud.
”Head... Headache, up!”
Liu Mingyuan said painfully, holding his head tightly with both hands. Before holding his head, he didn't forget to put the Tongtian Dan stove on the table first.
”Master... This...”
Lin Wanqing looked at Luo Chen and said aloud.
”Don't worry. It'll be fine in a minute. What's the fuss?”
Luo Chen ordered a huazi again, interrupted Lin Wanqing's words and said slowly.
”Aren't you worried?”
Lin Wanqing asked again.
”I know what's going on, so I don't worry.”
Luo Chen shrugged his shoulders and said.
”He'll be fine without a cigarette.”
Lin Wanqing didn't speak again, but quietly looked at Liu Mingyuan, worried about some accidents.
”Hoo...”
Liu Mingyuan suddenly took a breath and slowly opened his eyes. At this time, there was no pain in his eyes and became unusually clear.
”Look, what did I say... This cigarette hasn't finished yet.”
Luo Chen said with a smile and played the ash.
”Thank you for your gift!”
After Liu Mingyuan woke up, he said a word, worshipped Luo chenna and knocked his head three times in succession.
”All right, all right, get up.”
Luo Chen raised his hand and entrusted Liu Mingyuan with a smile.
”How... Do you know the benefits of this furnace?”
”I know everything. Thank you, master.”
Liu Mingyuan nodded, looked at Luo Chen excitedly and said aloud.
”Thank you. Thank you. It's all what the master should do.”
Luo Chen grinned and continued.
”Practice well. Among your three martial brothers, only you have a complete set of skills, and you are different from them. You must study hard.”
”Don't worry, master. I will live up to your hope.”
Liu Mingyuan nodded fiercely and promised.
”Hahaha... OK! Good job. ”
Luo Chen laughed, raised his hand and patted Liu Mingyuan on the shoulder.
”Master, you said younger martial brother's way is different from ours. Isn't he a Qi friar?”
The son of a bitch scratched his head and looked at Luo Chen and asked.
”Yes, but he didn't take sword cultivation, but a herbalist.”