"Lao Jiao, it's been three months since then? I'm using the breathing method you taught me now. ± Should we go further, right?"

After returning from the snow with his little black face raised, wearing a single dress for several kilometers, Jia Huan focused on the Focus Avenue.

Jiao Da looked at Jia Huan expressionlessly for a while, then nodded indifferently and said, "Yes."

After hearing these two words, Jia Huan's face, which was originally full of resentment, burst out with an extremely bright smile in an instant, and he opened his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth: "Oh, great master, you are really this!"

As he said that, a small hand raised a black thumb.

"Grandmaster, I didn't say that, are you still lacking furniture in your house? I'll ask Wang Gui to give you a set. I heard that you still like to drink a little wine? There is no problem at all. I asked Wang Gui to buy you a few jars of good sweet potatoes to cook for you to give them to the house. Do you lack women? I..."

"Plop!"

Jiao Da kicked into the snow pile aside.

Jiao Da glared at Jia Huan coldly and said, "I hope you can still laugh later."

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan suddenly shuddered, looked at Jiao Da with defense, and said, "Grandmaster, what do you mean?"

Jiao Da quickly let Jia Huan know what he meant...

"ah!!!"

The shouting from Jia Huan's mouth was even more miserable than Wang Cheng's shouting when he killed the donkey. There was nothing wrong with it. His legs were almost broken into deformity by Jiao Da.

The immortal is really going to be slaughtered, even larger than the split.

The old guy called it a skeleton, and this is just the first step.

Jia Huan cried, it was really crying, it hurt.

He felt that his legs were no longer his legs, from the pain of tearing, to the pain of cutting the knife, to the pain of burning after a slight touch, and to the loss of consciousness now...

"I'm old, if my legs are ruined, just wait and see. Third Master, I..."

Jia Huan wiped his tears while cursing.

Jiao Da glanced at him coldly and said, "You still have to go to martial arts if you are like this? If you practice martial arts, you can breathe, run, and box, and you won't be just a little warrior. If you can't hold on, just say now, so as not to go crazy first when you suffer even more."

Jia Huan shivered and said incredibly: "Is there something more painful?"

Damn, this really hurts more than having a baby!

Jiao Damoran said: "What you just opened was just hamstrings. Except for the hamstrings, the tendons and veins in other parts of your body must be stretched and expanded."

Jia Huan said angrily: "Don't the tensioning and tensioning come from exercise? Where can you do this?"

Jiao Da was still indifferent and said, "I don't know what exercise you are talking about. Back then, the old man trained Thirteen... This is how he trained people. Old Rong Gong also taught Rong Gong Gong like this. Other martial artists from the martial artists also opened their muscles like this. Finally, I ask you if you want to continue?"

Jia Huan was really hesitant, this was really going crazy.

But... if you give up, Jia family... Jia Yingchun, Jia Xichun, Jia Tanchun and his father...

At that time, the money will scatter and the Jia family will fall. Will the Jia family's opponent let him go, the fish that misses the net?

At that time, what should Aunt Zhao do? What should Xiao Jixiang do? What should Bai He do? And the people who regard him as their master, what should they do?

Jia Huan suddenly remembered what his father, who was farming in his previous life, once nagged him: What is a man? A person who can shoulder difficulties and a person who can take responsibility is a real man.

Jia Huan considers himself a real man, so...

"ah!!!"

...

Jia Huan was carried back to the back house, and then, under the leadership of Aunt Zhao and Xiao Jixiang, the whole house was almost blown up and exploded.

Crying, shouting, screaming, scolding, and hearing.

Jia Huan didn't feel annoyed, but felt relieved. The more ruthless these people scolded, the more relieved they felt.

And he felt that the scolding was not enough, because Jiao Da really beat him up to death.

It’s okay to open the hamstrings, but it’s okay to break your arms and elbows into death, but even your fingers and toes are all about it?

OK, even if these parts are connected by joint tendons and veins, it is just as loose as it is.

However, even if Jia Huan was an engineering man in his previous life, he knew how rich the nerve plexus in these key areas were.

Nerve cells are not epidermal cells or muscle cells. Nerve cells are non-renewable cells. If they are destroyed, they will be destroyed. There is no way to treat them!

If it is damaged in other places, it is inconvenient for a while, so it will be fine if it is maintained for a while, but if it gets a little bit of a problem in the spine and cervical spine, it will be paralyzed!

But at this point, Jiao Dalian Jia Huan ignored the voice of his claim to give up and forced him to open his muscles.

After a whirl of crackling sound, Jia Huan, who had been laughing and scolding from time to time, finally felt a sense of awe in his heart.

Because except for a pair of eyes and a mouth, he has even lost consciousness of other parts of his body.

Is this paralysis?

...

"That old man who was killed in heaven is completely useless. Brother Huan, why don't you send someone to tie him up and beat him half to death before sending him to the yamen. This foolish slave who bullies him simply beat him to death is a good deal. My poor son! What's wrong with you? If you have to have a few shortcomings, your mother will not live anymore..."

Aunt Zhao cursed and cried for a while until an old mother came to give her orders tremblingly, saying that Jiao Darang would send Jia Sanye to the front yard.

When Aunt Zhao heard this, she was really angry and wanted to go out to find someone to destroy the old turtle, but in the end Jia Huan stopped her.

The arrogant Mr. Jia San could only move his mouth now and said pitifully: "Mom, let's wait first and send me to the front first. That old guy will take a medicine bath for me. If the soaking is not done well, we will kill him."

Aunt Zhao was stunned when she heard this and said, "Can he cure it? Are you not waiting for the doctor?"

Mr. Jia San knew if it could be better. Anyway, he had no sense of it all over his body. If Jiao Da couldn't do it well, he would probably be unable to do it even if the imperial doctor came.

He sighed and said, "At this point, I can only treat the dead as a living horse. Let's take a look first."

When Aunt Zhao heard this, she couldn't do anything, so she had to arrange a few strong women to carry Jia Huan to the front yard, and ordered someone to find someone in the village and surrounded the house first. Whenever bad news came, she would come in to get the person and beat him half to death.

Not to mention Aunt Zhao's movements, Jia Huan was carried by several women on a wooden couch to the front yard, where a large wooden barrel had been prepared, surrounded by white air and could not see clearly.

Jiao Dawei was stirring something expressionlessly, constantly adding ingredients to it, as if it was cooking soup.

Several mothers left, but Xiao Jixiang refused to go out. Although Bai He didn't speak, he was unwilling to go out.

Jiao Da was too lazy to pay attention to these mundane things, but hedged against Xiao Jixiang and Bai He who were glaring at him, saying, "Help him take off his clothes and can't speak out for a while."

Xiao Jixiang and Bai He, who were originally angry, turned red when they heard this, but seeing Jia Huan's half-dead look, Jiao Da didn't look like a really fierce and bad person, it seemed that he had some tricks...

The two looked at each other, then went into battle together, carefully stripping off the sweat-soaked clothes on Jia Huan's body.

Jiao Da ignored the shyness of the two yellow-haired girls, stepped forward and rudely pinched Jia Huan's neck, carried him and threw him into the wooden barrel.

Poor Master Jia San entered the wooden barrel and didn't even have a bubble, and then he sank into the water and couldn't see it.

"ah……"

"Shut up!"

Xiao Jixiang and Bai He were only half exclaimed, but Jiao Da shouted sternly: "He is at the most critical moment now, and if there is a slight mistake, Chi will not even protect his life. If you want him to die, just shout."

If Xiao Jixiang and Bai He had the vision of killing people, Jiao Da would be full of holes now...

Jiao Da didn't care about their eyes, so he started throwing things into the wooden barrel again, packed in one bag. What shocked Xiao Jixiang and Bai He the most was that he actually raised a fire under the wooden barrel...

Is this going to stew Master Jia San?

While crying, Xiao Jixiang looked at Jiao Da tightly, making up his mind that if the third master had something to do, she would cut the old dog into pieces and execute it as she did in the play!!

Bai He wiped away his tears and turned around and went out.

She could not trust Jiao Da or Aunt Zhao, so she went to summon her senior brothers.

Let them wait outside and wait for news.

If Jia Huan had a good time, I thought that without her speaking, Li Wanji, Hu Laoba and others could remove Jiao Da and eat it one by one...

They had just crawled out of hell and had just tasted the taste of heaven. They would not let anyone ruin their heaven and their homes.

Jiao Da ignored Xiao Jixiang's eyes, and naturally ignored Bai He's decisive departure. He looked solemnly and looked at Jia Huan in the wooden barrel meticulously.

He was extremely skillful in doing this job because he helped the old man sixty years ago, and in the next sixty years, he did it countless times in his dreams.

So, he will never make any mistakes.

Time passed minute by minute, the firewood under the wooden barrel was burned out, and the water soup in the wooden barrel was no longer steaming. Xiao Jixiang, who was standing beside him, had his eyes dulled, and outside the door, there were black and human heads...

Jiao Da's expression was extremely serious, and his old eyes were staring at the wooden barrel.

If he fails, he doesn't need anyone to kill him. The dagger hidden with his cuffs is prepared for himself.

Death is not scary at all. What he fears is that he failed the instructions of Duke Ning.

His name is Jiao Zhong, and he will be loyal to the old master for the rest of his life.

He must complete the orders of the old man, even if they are just orders that he can do his best without compulsory.

Even if you spend your whole life.

The calm water surface in the bucket did not react at all, and the milky white water soup gradually cooled down, while the burnt heart was even colder than the water soup.

Why didn't there be any response?

……
Chapter completed!