Chapter 388 (1/2)

After a rest for a whole week, the pain in the lower abdomen completely disappeared, but there were six bruises on the abdomen. It's going to be a few days before it disappears. But she's fully alive. She moved her wrist and thought about the war with her brother a week ago. She didn't seem to get anything, but she felt a little stronger. Is it mental strength?

I didn't think about it any more. She has been asking her brother when to go to the city of death, the elder brother did not answer, just asked her to practice in martial arts hall.

The content of contact is the same every day. Brother's hand is holding a bell, no matter what method, as long as she can grab the bell, even if win.

The first time she played this game, she couldn't even touch the edge of the bell. All day long, she finally touched the bell, but did not snatch it.

All kinds of fighting seemed useless to my brother. And the most terrible thing is that if her fighting has some kind thoughts and no momentum, she will be hit back by her brother.

So in recent days, she has bandages on her hands, feet and head every day. All over the body are big and small wounds.

The next day, less than half of the time yesterday to touch the bell, but still did not grab it.

On the third day, there was a little less time, but she just touched the bell. No matter how she hit it, she couldn't snatch it from her brother.

For five days in a row, she was exhausted.

”Brother, play that game again today.”

”Until you get it.” He shook the bell in his hand. Sign Xiaoxiao action.

Disheartened sitting on the ground: ”can't grab it at all, brother, do you put water?”

Anger flashed in the tyrant's eyes.

She zipped up her mouth. ”I'm kidding.”

”Xiao'er, do you forget what I said to you before? Try to grab the bell with the mentality of killing me

There was a flash of seriousness in her eyes. Again, he worked hard to kill Nian, as my brother said. Bully fiercely in the chest and attack violently.

”Bell...” I feel the bell.

For three consecutive days.

Mu Xiaoxiao held the bell in his hand: ”brother, I've got it...” She vomited the tip of her tongue.

Murong night shadow smile. Take out a piece of clothes from the side, and a few wristbands. Pass to Xiaoxiao in front of: ”put on.”

”Well? Wear this? ” Xiaoxiao looks at the black clothes and the wrists and legs. Why do you wear this? Forget it, my brother must have his reason. He reached for the clothes.

Boom!

Just listen to a loud noise, Xiaoxiao's hands are almost broken, holding clothes directly fell on the ground. How did that sound come out. It's the sound of these clothes falling to the ground.

Xiaoxiao was lying on the ground: ”brother, how much are these clothes?” Obviously, it looks like an ordinary clothes and ordinary wrist and leg guards. How can they be so heavy.

”50 kg of clothes, 20 kg of wrists and 30 kg of leg guards.”

”You want me to put this on?”

”Put it on.”

Er In front of the tyrant, there is no room for resistance, and this is her own choice of road, Xiaoxiao grabbed the clothes on the ground. It's so heavy. It's a hundred jin! It's like holding two cats. It took a lot of effort to put on the clothes.