allendalepharm Chapter 139 Young Master Stop Practicing Swords
Chapter 139 Young Master Stop Practicing Swords
Chapter 139 Young Master Stop Practicing Swords
In the bronze mirror, it can be seen that there is no bleeding from the wound, and the blood on the wound has dried up.
And the wound is also very big, and it was quite clean just after groping and washing. There is no blood around the wound, only the wound and its surroundings are a little swollen.
"Looking at it like this, it should be healed without using the panacea, so I don't need it. My wound is in an obvious place. If I use the panacea, it will heal immediately, and it will arouse others' suspicion, so I don't need it." , and wait until it heals on its own."
Su Yu pursed her mouth tightly, and touched around the wound with her fingers. The surrounding area was really swollen, and it hurt her whole body.
Carefully put down his hands, took a breath of air-conditioning, changed into emerald green clothes, and walked out of the room swaggeringly.
At this time, my stomach was growling, and I was a little hungry.
Turning around and walking towards the kitchen, the sub-level task was short of a meal of turtle meat, and he must make that meal of turtle meat for Xin Mochen this morning.
See if there is still a chance.
He quickly ran towards the kitchen, passed by the door of Xin Mochen's room, and heard the sound of a sword being swung in the rockery.
Immediately stopped, turned and walked into the rockery.
Xin Mochen was still practicing his sword. He swung his sword like the wind and his body was agile. He didn't seem to feel tired.
"Master, have you eaten yet? I'll cook for you!"
Xin Mochen waved his sword and didn't answer, Su Yu shook his head, feeling that this person is really too cold, he really is the legendary golden mouth.
If a word can come out of his mouth, it must be raining on the dry land—rare!
I trotted all the way to the kitchen, and saw that the old stick was busy, and the cooks were even more busy.
Looking at it like this, don't talk about making turtle meat, I'm afraid I can't even get out the turtle.
Su Yu gave up on this deputy-level task and decided to eat other things first.
"Old stick, do you have any delicious breakfast? I want to bring breakfast to my young master."
"Oh, Su Yu, I just made a big bowl of porridge, do you want to eat it?"
"Porridge, what porridge, is it rice?"
"The porridge I made is delicious. It has black rice, longan and lotus seeds, and walnuts and peanuts. There are also some red dates in it. It will definitely satisfy your taste."
"Wow!" Su Yu exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't that eight-treasure porridge, there is also eight-treasure porridge here, amazing!"
"I'll try it first." Su Yu walked quickly to a pot, opened it, and saw that the color of the rice was pretty nice.
Thick red and black, a very fragrant smell rushed straight into the nose.
Su Yu quickly picked up a small bowl, filled half of it and drank it. It was sweet and fragrant, and it was indescribably delicious.
Nodding in satisfaction, seeing that the kitchen space is a bit small, she filled another half bowl of porridge and ran out of the kitchen, standing at the door to eat.
Soon, most of the bowl of rice porridge was wiped out by her.
After rubbing his full belly, Su Yu licked the rice scum from the corner of his mouth, and walked into the kitchen with an empty bowl.
Seeing that the old stick was too busy to move his hands and feet, he had to do it himself.
I found a food box, then I found an extra-large bowl, filled half of the bowl of porridge, found a small spoon and put it in the bowl, put the bowl in the food box, lifted the food box and looked at the old stick and said.
"Old stick, I'm leaving first. I have to deliver the young master's meal quickly. Next time we will eat golden shredded pork together."
The old stickman kept his busy hands, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do it for you next time."
Suddenly, he remembered something, and immediately called to Su Yu who ran to the kitchen door.
"Wait, Su Yu."
Su Yu froze for a moment, and saw the old club head coming over, taking out a bottle from the pocket of his apron.
"This is for you. I bought this for you in the morning. I wanted to go and see you after cooking, but I was worried that I shot hard last night and hurt you. Now I see you alive and well." Jumping around, it should be fine, now I feel relieved."
Su Yu took the bottle, smiled and patted Lao Bangtou's shoulder to comfort him: "I'll be fine, I'm rough and thick, and your stick can't beat me to death at all, don't worry, I'll go first .”
Only then did Lao Bangtou walk back to the cauldron with peace of mind and continue cooking.
Su Yu quickly walked towards Xin Mochen's yard with the food box.
All the way to the door of the room, there was still the sound of sword swinging in the rockery opposite.
Su Yu was a little puzzled: "It's strange, Xin Mochen practiced sword early in the morning, which is a bit abnormal. I have never seen him practice sword like this before. Could it be that he was stimulated by something?"
Take the food box and walk to the rockery to have a look, yo!Xin Mochen practiced so hard that his clothes were soaked with sweat.
"Master, I've brought you food, don't practice, come over and have some food."
Xin Mochen didn't answer and still waved his sword.
Only now did Su Yu feel that something was wrong with Xin Mochen.
He ran over to practice sword early in the morning, and probably didn't even eat food.
There must be something in my heart that I want to vent.
But what's the matter? It seems that there is nothing wrong!
Su Yu thought about it, and the only thing that could make Xin Mochen depressed was Meng Wuxin, and what Master Xin said about running away.
What battlefield failure, Xin Mochen couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart, could it have something to do with it?
Su Yu looked at him with a troubled expression.
I feel that it is necessary to ask, has anything happened to Xin Mochen recently, why there are hurdles that cannot be overcome, why he fled the battle, and what does defeat mean?
Is there still a war here?
Su Yu's heart skipped a beat. After coming here for so long, he thought it was a peaceful world. It seems that there were wars in ancient times. Could it be that this world is also at war?
"Oh my God!" Her heart trembled a little, if there were real fights, wouldn't this be a troubled time!
She subconsciously clenched the food box, her little heart was beating wildly, and she only hoped that the emperor could gain some courage and not mess up the country.
At least don't make a mess now, delay the important event of destroying the marriage, and cause some chaos in the world, don't even think about completing this task, just don't die here.
Su Yu's forehead was sweating, and the wound on his forehead hurt even more.
She clenched the food box in her hand tightly, and the medicine bottle in the other hand caught her attention.
Looking down, this is also the medicine given by the old club head. I was too anxious just now and forgot about it.
The medicine bottle was put into the sleeve, Su Yu thought about it, don't worry about the chaos in the world now, let Xin Mochen eat something first, and ask others later.
"Master, you better stop practicing. I have delicious porridge here, which is good for beauty and fitness. It tastes fragrant and sweet and will definitely satisfy all your tastes."
Xin Mochen withdrew his sword, his face was a little red, and there was sweat on his forehead. He took a few deep breaths, and strode towards the room.
Su Yu felt happy and finally persuaded this man.
As he walked into the room, he came to the table, opened the food box, and brought out the porridge inside.
There was still steam wafting from the porridge, and the aroma, sweetness, and rice smell instantly flowed into the room.
Su Yu pushed the bowl to Xin Mochen's side.
Xin Mochen went out to wash his face, walked back and sat down at the table, picked up the bowl and ate.
Scooping the porridge with a spoon, stuffing it into his mouth quickly, Su Yu's eyes widened.
It was the first time I saw Xin Mochen eating like this, it was not like this before.
"Does he really have something on his mind, or is there any hurdle that he can't get over?"
Looking at the way he ate with his head sullen, he was really gobbling, and he completely lost his dignified manner before.
The key is that there is still the sound of snoring and drinking porridge, so heroic, is this indulging yourself?
(End of this chapter)