Chapter 157 (2/2)

When Bian Ding saw this, he ran out of the tent, but he was brought back in an instant.

Bian Ding looked at the smiling raven, trembling in his bones, but his face was Gen's neck and said, ”you can't beat me. The young master said you're not allowed to hurt people.”

The Raven grinned his teeth and said, ”you know that?”

”So you can't hit me!” Bian Ding was grateful to the beginning of summer in his heart at this time. Fortunately, he remembered such an instruction to the Raven.

”Who said I was going to hit you?” The Raven raised its eyebrows and asked back with its teeth.

”Then what are you doing?” The side must see him with a grim smile and shudder.

”Haven't you always wanted to learn martial arts from me? Now that he's not here, I'm just free. I'll teach you well.” The Raven let go of him, stood smartly, raised his arm, waved to the side, and signaled him to release his horse.

Bian Ding was stunned in situ.

In the past, if the Raven opened this golden mouth, he couldn't jump on it with ecstasy.

But right now, when he's short-sighted?

Where is the Raven going to teach him? It's obviously going to take it out on him.

He shook his head and took two steps back.

”While I'm still patient, I can give you some advice, otherwise...” the Raven snorted coldly and stopped looking at him.

Bian Ding knows it clearly in his heart. If he takes the initiative to be beaten, he can learn a move.

If you are beaten passively, you can only be beaten by a fat man

It's better to get some benefits than to be beaten up.

In the past, he was afraid to think.

Now I'm forced to do my best to jump on it and fight with ravens.

The Raven didn't use his internal power. He was afraid that he would be killed if he wasn't careful. He just played tricks against him.

”Too slow.” Although the Raven didn't look back, he easily caught a punch behind Bian Ding.

A pull along the trend is a beautiful over shoulder fall.

Bian Ding vomited blood.

”Legs are not strong enough.” The Raven bent over and gave way.

Bian Ding's ankle on his shoulder fell to the ground and split into a horse.

The Raven slapped him in the back hand and fanned him out a few feet away. His handsome little face swelled in an instant, and the clear five finger fingerprints were impressively visible.

”The fist is not hard enough.” The Raven parried a punch with his right arm.

I saw my body shake and push it gently.

Bian Ding flew out a few feet away, ”poof” and spit out another mouthful of blood.

At the end of such a day, Bian Ding's face is blue and blue, blood foam is flying in his mouth, his back is sore, and the whole person is exhausted.

He thought that after being devastated all day, the Raven could always vent the fire and let him go.

As a result, in the middle of the night, the Raven took the wound medicine and jade muscle ointment left by the beginning of summer and fed it to him. The next day, the bruise on bianding's face gradually disappeared and the trauma recovered.

He is a vigorous and radiant man who can be beaten.

For more than half a month after leaving in early summer, Bian must have been abused and miserable.

Every once in a while, I have to write a letter asking for the return date.

If people don't come back.

Anyway, I have to send two bottles of jade muscle cream back first