Chapter 85 Heartbeat

Ye Xiaoyu's eyes narrowed slightly: "Protection fee, Brother Qiang's rules, I don't understand."

"Kid, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. We'll make you understand, brothers, give it to me and let this boy understand Brother Qiang's rules."

"Yes, Brother Liu."

When several other people heard Brother Liu's words, they gathered around with bad intentions.

Ye Xiaoyu glanced at the surrounding people. These people were all disciples of the outer door, but he did not know any of them. It should be the last group or earlier, so they could not become formal disciples because of their qualifications. Those who had been staying in the outer door were about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, and the older people were in their thirties. They are all masters of Mahayana Realm, but there is no master realm. Obviously, it is impossible to break through the master realm because of qualifications.

"Sister Xiaohan, go back to the hospital."

Ye Xiaoyu said to Xiaohan.

"Good!" Xiaohan knew that he was not only useless here, but also a burden. He obediently returned to the yard and closed the door.

These people did not stop them. They forced Ye Xiaoyu one by one. One of them raised his hand and pulled it to Ye Xiaoyu's face. Of course, he didn't use his true spirit, but with his body, they didn't do this kind of thing once or twice. Under the coercion of so many of them, these new disciples, generally They dare not resist.

Ye Xiaoyu saw the disciple draw his face and sneered. He grabbed the palm drawn at himself in the palm of his hand and twisted it slightly. With a click, the disciple made a pig-killing scream. His palm was twisted into a twist. Then, Ye Xiaoyu slapped the younger brother again. On his face, he flew him three or four meters away.

"How dare you fight back, brothers, give it to me, use true spirit."

The disciple surnamed Liu's face darkened and shouted coldly.

With the words of a disciple surnamed Liu, the other eight or nine people have destroyed the true spirit and used martial arts. They have been practicing in Yunxia Mountain for seven or eight years, and it has been three or four years. Although they are limited to the qualification problem and can't break through the master's realm, if they are put into the secular world, they are also masters, and the more challenging the ordinary. There is no problem with the master. How can they pay attention to a disciple who has just started for a month and is also a Mahayana realm? These people's hands and legs shine with different lights. The yellow, red and green are all exuding a strong and horizontal atmosphere, and their palms, fists and legs are overwhelming towards Ye Xiaoyu.

Ye Xiaoyu stepped on the plum blossom step, bullied himself into a man's arms, and punched the man's stomach fiercely. Suddenly, the disciple bowed like a prawn, and his mouth was white and green.

Then, he dodged a slap in the back of his heart, punched him in the chest, and kicked a foot on his thigh. Then, he came to a disciple who poked his throat. The man's action was extremely vicious. This shining with cyan light came directly to his throat. If it was really true, He will lose half of his life if he doesn't die.

After the neck moved half a foot strangely and avoided the cyan finger, Ye Xiaoyu approached the disciple, quickly grasped the disciple's finger in the palm of his hand, and broke the disciple's index finger with a slight force.

"Ah!" The disciple screamed, but was cut to the neck by Ye Xiaoyu and fainted directly.

Ye Xiaoyu's playing method is fierce, his body is strange, and his body is strong. Although seven or eight Mahayana disciples besieged him, after being bullied by Ye Xiaoyu in the melee circle, it seemed that he was beating these seven or eight people alone, just in more than a dozen breaths. None of these seven or eight people stood and lay on the ground, the only one standing. There was only the disciple surnamed Liu, who was slapped on the ground by him at the beginning.

"You and you..."

The disciple surnamed Liu pointed to Ye Xiaoyu, and his lips trembled and he couldn't say a complete word.

Ye Xiaoyu strode towards the disciple, swung his big ear scraper, and cut the man into a pig's head firmly on the left, right and right. Then he kicked him over and shouted coldly, "Get out of here."

In the end, these slaps are venting for Xiaohan. If it hadn't been for the rules of the sect prohibiting disciples of the same sect from killing each other, today's matter is not so easy to end. You know, he, who has opened the blood of the Dark Emperor, is not generally powerful.

"Wait, Brother Qiang will find this place."

The disciple surnamed Liu's face was as swollen as a pig's head, leaving a few words, and he didn't care about his men lying on the ground and crawling away.

"Get out of here, too."

Ye Xiaoyu shouted coldly to the people who fell to the ground.

These people on the ground quickly struggled to get up and helped each other out of Ye Xiaoyu's house one by one. For these people, Ye Xiaoyu did not do heavy work. It is inevitable to suffer a little, but after a few days, these people will recover.

"A bunch of rubbish."

Ye Xiaoyu snorted coldly. He was not surprised by these people. Whether it was the last world or this world, he would encounter such garbage. However, in the previous life, he gave in front of these garbage, and in this life, the garbage was swept away by him.

Ye Xiaoyu returned to the yard and saw a red palm print printed on Xiaohan's white and tender face. He quickly took out the healing medicine bear gallbladder propolis cream given to him by his mother, melted it in the palm of his hand, and gently applied it on Xiaohan's face.

Xiaohan only felt a burst of coolness from Ye Xiaoyu's palm, and her hot cheeks suddenly felt extremely comfortable. With Ye Xiaoyu's gentle rubbing, the medicinal power completely melted. Then, another fiery feeling came from the palm of Ye Xiaoyu's palm. She knew that this was the temperature on Ye Xiaoyu's body, and suddenly She blushed and blushed. She had never been in such close contact with Ye Xiaoyu, but she felt so warm and comfortable.

Ye Xiaoyu melted the medicine and applied it to Xiaohan's cheek, and also felt the slippery touch that reached the palm of his hand, as if he had touched the softest silk, which made him a little unable to put it down for a while.

When the medicine was completely melted, Ye Xiaoyu reluctantly removed his palm from Xiaohan's cheeks. Seeing that Xiaohan's cheeks had become red, he couldn't help saying strangely, "Sister Xiaohan, are you all right? Why is the other cheek also red?"

When Ye Xiaoyu moved his palm away, Xiaohan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Suddenly, when he heard Ye Xiaoyu's words, his face turned red. He quickly lowered his head and said, "I'm fine. You can practice first. I'll prepare dinner for you."

After saying that, he hurried to the kitchen without waiting for Ye Xiaoyu to say anything.

Xiaohan ran to the kitchen, her face was like a morning glow, and even her snow-white neck was stained with a layer of pink. She covered her cheeks with her hands, and there seemed to be a deer bumping in her heart.

"What's wrong with me? The little fish brother is just healing my wounds. It doesn't mean anything else. Why do I beat so fast? And the little fish brother's hands were so warm and comfortable just now. I really want him to keep touching it. Oh, I'm so ashamed."

Xiaohan thought nonsense alone in the kitchen, and his heart was all tied to Ye Xiaoyu.

"It's just that now the little fish brother is already a disciple of Yunxia Mountain. Do I deserve him? In the future, the little fish brother will definitely grow into a big man in the starland. I'm just a poor little girl without relatives. Will the little fish brother dislike me? Anyway, as long as the little fish brother doesn't dislike me, I will do it. His life's maid is also willing to..."

Xiaohan is now 14 years old, which is the age of the girl Huaichun, and she has long had the shadow of Ye Xiaoyu in her heart, and she healed her wounds with Ye Xiaoyu. However, she was touched by Ye Xiaoyu's cheek, and began to think nonsense and worry about gains and losses.

Ye Xiaoyu looked at Xiaohan's slender back swaying and recalled the delicate touch just now. His heart was also swaying. He also understood Xiaohan's thoughts slightly, but now, he can't give Xiaohan an affirmative answer. However, he will never let Xiaohan down in the future. Now his thoughts are practicing and lifting. In terms of strength upgrading, as for his children, he is only about thirteen years old now, and it is not too late to think about these things when he becomes an adult.

"I don't think about this. It's time to practice Zixiagong."

Ye Xiaoyu looked at the hour. It was already ten minutes in the evening. It was the best time to practice Zixiagong. He came to the blue stone outside and began to sit down. Soon, he entered a deep state of cultivation. Wisps of purple light were incorporated into Dantian by him and refined into Zixia Zhenqi.