Chapter 8 The Attack of Qin Soldiers

Chapter 8, Qin's soldiers attack

"Wow~~~" After Yueer took Ye Hanfeng and Han Bingruo to take them to a room, Han Bingruo woke up leisurely.

"Wake up, Bing Ruo." Ye Hanfeng said to Han Bingruo.

"Wow~~What is this place?" Han Bingruo looked at the house made of strange mahogany and asked.

"Well, this is the place to treat Elder Gai Nie's injuries. We will stay here for a few days." Ye Hanfeng smiled and made Yueer, who was looking at his face, dumbfounded. She had never seen such a contagious smile. After seeing it, she showed a calm expression.

"Bing Ruo, does your ankle still hurt?" Putting Han Bingruo in the room**, Ye Hanfeng asked.

"Hear~~ There is still a little pain." Han Bingruo gently moved her right foot and then made a sound of inhaling cold air.

"It seems that Bing Ruo's sister's foot injury is caused by excessive impact, right?" Gao Yue asked, after all, she looks a little older than Han Bingruo.

"That's right." Ye Hanfeng said.

"Eh, who is this sister?" At this time, Han Bingruo discovered the existence of Yueer.

"Oh, my name is Gao Yue. You can call me Yueer." Yue'er introduced herself.

"Hello, Sister Yue'er." Han Bingruo said politely.

"I remember that Sister Rong has medicine for contusion, and I'm going to get it." Yue'er said.

"Then it's troublesome for Miss Yueer." Ye Hanfeng said politely.

After the moon goes...

"When she finishes giving you the medicine, you can use blood to restore the wound. It's time for you to learn magic. Looking at Han Bingruo's sixth-level advanced strength, Ye Hanfeng said, "What you lack now is combat experience."

"I know, repair."

"In yesterday's battle, you still forgot my words. I said that the habit of left-hand swordsmanship should not be put on the right hand, and what about you? I can really hit the point with my left hand, but I definitely need to use it in a different way. Look at you, the flash flower is misplaced. Ye Hanfeng said in the spoken language of the lesson.

"Wow~~ They are wrong." Han Bingruo said with a child's wrong expression.

"Well, this is the medicine for contusion. Please ask Mr. Ye to give her medicine later. Sister Rong is asking me to help now." Yue'er said and then left here.

"Oh~~ It seems that she is aware of our relationship." Ye Hanfeng smiled and said, and then took off Han Bingruo's cloth shoes, revealing her red and swollen ankles.

"Wow~~ Xiu, do you think anyone would laugh at us in our relationship in ancient times?" Han Bingruo felt that her feet were gently touched in Ye Hanfeng's hand, and her face turned slightly red.

"I don't care about human thoughts and visions. Anyway, I don't know them." Ye Hanfeng said, and then picked up a ball of cotton with tweezers and dipped it in the green juice, and then gently rubbed it on Han Bingruo's ankle.

"Wow~~ It's a little numb. It's so cold!" Han Bingruo said in his mouth.

"Well, after tonight, you can heal yourself with blood." Ye Hanfeng said.

"Uh-huh~~"

At night...

"Is Mr. Ye there?"

"Huh? What's the matter with Miss Rong? Ye Hanfeng looked outside the door strangely.

"It seems that Mr. Ye has been seriously injured for some days, and he is used to it." Duan Mulong opened the door and came in and said.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it seems that I have forgotten my former strength for some time." Only then did Ye Hanfeng remember that Duan Mulong came to heal his wounds: "Well, there is Miss Lao Rong."

Then after the preliminary diagnosis, Miss Rong said, "It seems that Mr. Ye once hurt the meridians, resulting in a great reduction in strength, and then his body was dragged down because of muscle fatigue, and now his body is already scarred. Am I right?" Duan Murong said.

Do you hurt the meridians? It should refer to the source of magic. If you are muscle fatigue, it should be done by collapse. So Ye Hanfeng nodded and said, "Miss Rong is indeed a magic doctor."

"I don't dare to be a magic doctor. I'll give you a prescription for nourishing yuan later, which can almost greatly improve Mr. Ye's injury. Because Mr. Ye still has some internal injuries in his body, which I have never encountered before, so there is nothing I can do. Duan Murong said.

"Thank you, Miss Rong." Ye Hanfeng arched his hand and said.

"The prince is a friend of the Mo family. There is no need to be so polite." After throwing down this sentence, Duan Mulong turned around and left here.

"Hey, he is really a cold-hearted person." Looking at the back of Duan Mulong leaving, Ye Hanfeng said to himself. But why is he not this kind of person?

----I'm just a dividing line---

The next days will be much easier. Yueer is responsible for taking care of Gai Nie's injury, while Duan Mulong goes to collect medicine and cut firewood. Other people also have their own jobs. But...

"In the Mo family, if you want to eat, you have to work. If you don't eat a day, you have to do as much work as you eat." The class master said.

"Huh? Is that so?" Han Bingruo looked at Ye Hanfeng, who was sitting next to him eating, and asked, "So Yu, what do you think I should do?"

"Master class, is there any wood in the yard that needs to be chopped?" Ye Hanfeng put down the bowl and chopsticks and asked.

"Well, Mr. Ye, isn't it good to let Miss Bing Ruo split firewood?" The class master asked in a moment.

"I've been taking care of you these days, and Miss Rong won't let me do too many activities. And I need to guide Bingruo swordsmanship, so I'm sorry to trouble you. Ye Hanfeng said.

"This...all right." The class master thought for a moment and said, and then turned his head to Tianming and said, "Don't be stunned. You have eaten so much (referring to the pile of about ten bowls in front of Tianming), and you must be a good at working. Most of the pile of firewood in the yard is yours..."

......

"Wow!" Han Bingruo looked at three piles of firewood as tall as her and exclaimed.

"Nah, from today on, I'll guide your swordsmanship, Bingruo, now you have to rely on cuttering wood to exercise your accuracy." Ye Hanfeng picked up a piece of wood and stood on a wooden pier and said.

"Chop it down vertically along the middle."

"I'll try, hey!" Pulling out the blood dance moon, Han Bingruo raised a sword with her right hand and split it...

It was very easy. The piece of wood was split in half.

"Huh? Is it so easy? Look at me!" Tianming watched Han Bing split the wood with a relaxed sword, picked up the axe, and then aimed at the wood as a heavy split...

"Hehe~~" Seeing that Tianming just cut out a gap, Han Bingruo smiled.

"Don't laugh. It's not so easy to cut firewood. To chop firewood with this kind of short axe, what you need is the essentials. What you need is to be fast, accurate and ruthless. You have to split it in half with an axe." Ye Hanfeng said and picked up a short axe and handed it to Han Bingruo.

"Ah ha!" Han Bingruo didn't understand, but she still took the axe and chopped it down...

"Huh? Why is it like this?" Seeing that she was just cutting down an axe on the left half of the wood with a little strength, Han Bing asked puzzledly.

"There are skills in caching firewood. How to split firewood with the least force is what I want to teach you." Ye Hanfeng took the axe and said, "The wood is round, and the most beautiful way to cut it is along the middle. And the middle of the wood is the weakest place of the wood. As long as it is cut accurately, it can be easily split.

After saying that, Ye Hanfeng raised the axe with his left hand, and then an axe accurately split the middle seat of the wood...

"Aa!" Tianming looked at Ye Hanfeng with an axe to the end in surprise.

"Before, Bing Ruo only split the wood with the sharp edge of the sword, and the position you approved was still a little crooked." Ye Hanfeng said that Han Bingruo split the firewood before picking it up and said, "The standard firewood is about the same size of both halves. You need to practice more. Ye Hanfeng said and handed over a pair of thin blue gloves with exposed fingers, which was very similar to the kind of combat gloves he had brought many years ago to prevent grinding.

"Yes!" Han Bingruo shouted, and then put on his gloves and began to chop firewood training.

After that, Han Bingruo and Tianming began to split the wood under the guidance of Ye Hanfeng.

"Ah, hey!" This is Han Bingruo, who splits two-thirds of the firewood with an axe.

"Drink! Ah! Ah! Ha ha!" This is the dawn that can't be split.

In this way, the scenery of Han Bingruo and Tianming splitting wood appeared in the courtyard.

Although two people at such a young age are hiring child laborers, there is nothing they can do about it. After all, the Mo family has this rule. Only working people have food to eat. Therefore, Tianming will be hungry almost every day because he has not finished his work, but the kind-hearted Yueer still steals from time to time. He stole some food to Tianming, who was hungry. Perhaps because of their age, they often talked by the lake, and such a life did not last long. The injuries of Gai Nie and Ye Hanfeng also improved day by day.

......

"Choking~~" Ye Hanfeng threw a piece of wood into the sky, and then split it with a sword with a blood dance moon...

A piece of wood was split in half in the middle in the air.

"Wow! I didn't expect that Yu could accurately split the wood by throwing it into the sky with his eyes closed!" Han Bingruo shouted with a little star in her eyes.

On the other side, Gai Nie is saying something to Duan Mulong, but Ye Hanfeng is too lazy to listen to the specific content. Recently, he has recovered quickly, and the restoration of his soul is almost done. Now he can use almost the magic of about the sixth level. However, the physical quality is still hard, and it can't recover the fourth level of strength.

"Shuh~" Three flying knives suddenly shot at Duan Mulong, and Gai Nie directly drew his sword and pulled Duan Mulong with his left hand. In his right hand, he instantly pulled out his sword and hit the two, and the last one chopped it back and killed the man.

"Gone go of me!"

Duan Murong rubbed Nie's loose right wrist.

PS: Well, today is the birthday of the coffee table!