Wu Yu bit his red lips, his eyes no longer had the coldness of the past, but he was nervous and a little shy. [】
Although he knew that he had nothing to do with this guy, so many people around him were talking about her and Zhang Yang, which also made Wu Yu feel a little hot and his cheeks red.
Wu Yu really wanted to stand up now and not let Zhang Yang treat him, but with the other party's serious appearance, she hesitated a little again.
After this hesitation, Wu Yu thought of the gossip people around him and said angrily: "I really want to slap these people to death. I talk so much nonsense, so we have nothing to do. What a bunch of bastards."
Zhang Yang's eyes were closed and he began to look inside his body. He even discovered the magic of "Spiritual Devouring Art". The essence and blood flowing out of the Spirit-Devouring Meridian into the Wu Yu meridian was like his own eyes!
Just like controlling his own energy to temper, Zhang Yang began to control the essence and blood energy to restore the injury on Wu Yu's feet.
"Wu Yu's meridians are so thin! They are much thinner than me, and the density is much worse than mine. No wonder I have more than most warriors of the same level. It turns out that their meridians are not as thick as mine."
Zhang Yang looked inside Wu Yu's body, and a stream of red air flowed around Wu Yu's legs and legs. The originally sluggish meridians began to rejuvenate strong vitality, and the muscles and bones began to slowly recover from cracks.
Zhang Yang's palms and Wu Yu's little feet began to sweat. Zhang Yang was too serious and afraid of making mistakes, so he sweated. Wu Yu's injuries were repairing, and necrotic sweat naturally flowed out.
Zhang Yang, who looked inside, thought to himself: "It's just a minor injury, mainly because he ran for too long and was too tired and exceeded the limit of his legs and feet, so he couldn't stand up and it was easy to repair it."
The muscles and bones were constantly repairing, and gradually there was a very itchy feeling inside the legs and feet, which Wu Yu couldn't stand.
She endured the itch and whispered: "My feet are so itchy, can you stop?"
After being interrupted by Wu Yu, Zhang Yang slowly opened his eyes and smiled and said, "Persevere, this is because your legs and legs are repairing. Now you can't scratch your body if you want to scratch it."
"You must have done it on purpose, you are taking revenge on me." Wu Yu blushed and pointed at Zhang Yang's arrogant voice.
Zhang Yangnai, he slapped Wu Yu's finger off and said, "My lady, are we not revenge? I have never suffered any loss except for hitting you two times. Why should I take revenge on you?"
"You are the eldest lady, your whole family is the eldest lady. If you hit me, you will be embarrassed to say it." Wu Yu angrily bulged his cheeks and stared at Zhang Yang fiercely.
When Zhang Yang heard Wu Yu's words, he also understood, "It turns out that this little girl is still holding a grudge against me for her two punches!"
He made a serious face and said, "I don't have much energy anymore. If you talk, it's not enough to heal you."
"Hmph!" Wu Yu turned his head and stopped Zhang Yang.
Wu Yu compromised, and Zhang Yang continued to treat his injuries...
After about half an hour, Zhang Yang's last red essence and blood energy was exhausted, and Wu Yu's injuries were all cured.
Zhang Yang opened his eyes, slowly withdrew his right hand, and was about to wipe the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
When Wu Yu saw Zhang Yang about to wipe his sweat, he thought for a while, took out a white handkerchief from his arms and handed it over, "Damn it!"
Zhang Yang took the handkerchief casually and wiped his sweat. Suddenly, something sounded, and he said, "Wipe your mouth and wipe my sweat!"
"You! Don't want it, hum!" Wu Yu said anxiously, and remembered that he seemed to have a handkerchief, which was said to be sought out. She hurriedly wanted to solicit the handkerchief.
"I'm teasing you. This handkerchief is very good. It's much better than using my sleeves to wipe sweat, haha..." Zhang Yang did not let Wu Yu grab it, and then wiped the sweat, saying.
After wiping the sweat again, Zhang Yang returned the handkerchief to Wu Yu, and then said, "Okay! You can move freely this time. In fact, your injury is not serious, but you just ran too far and you are a little over-tired.
That's it, I'll relieve you and warm your left leg, and the afternoon training will not be affected."
As he said that, Zhang Yang held Wu Yu's little feet and slowly put on socks and boots for her. Wu Yu was silent and let the other party help, and his heart felt very warm.
Putting Wu Yu's right foot down from his knees, Zhang Yang lifted Wu Yu's left leg, and took off his boots and socks as he did the original steps.
However, this treatment was different from last time, because Wu Yu's left leg was not injured, it was just fatigue and numbness. Zhang Yang did not look for Wu Yu's acupoints this time, but controlled the energy of essence and blood to rush to the entire palm and began to knead.
Wu Yu's little feet.
Wu Yu felt that pure energy was constantly transmitted from Zhang Yang's palm to her skin and muscles and bones, and the soreness on her legs gradually decreased...
This time, Zhang Yang seemed very casual. He slowly kneaded Wu Yu's ankles, and then gently pinched her calves.
Feeling a warm current on his legs and Zhang Yang's serious look, Wu Yu was lost for a moment.
After a while she came to her senses and suddenly asked, "You do this to every girl?"
Feeling that Wu Yu was not as cold as before, Zhang Yang smiled and said, "No."
In fact, he wanted to say that he had rubbed his feet for a girl, but when he thought of Murong Xue, Zhang Yang didn't want to say it anymore.
Sometimes beautiful things are often what people don’t want to mention, let alone the ending of Zhang Yang and Murong Xue, which is also something Zhang Yang doesn’t want to mention.
"It must be, you are just a bad guy. Your technique is not unfamiliar at all, and you still say no." Wu Yu's eyes rolled and he said coquettishly.
"Why do you want me to rub so many feet? You are talking nonsense, and I will scratch your soles." Zhang Yang frightened.
"If you dare, I'll say, you bad guy!" Wu Yu glared at Zhang Yang, her long eyelashes were very beautiful, and she looked very proud.
At this time, she was not cold at all, but she was mostly a little girl throwing her temper.
"I'm scratching!" Zhang Yang had no scruples, and was always squeezed by the other party. This time he wanted to make a fool of this little girl.
"Hahaha... Stop!" The soles of the feet suddenly felt itchy. Wu Yu laughed loudly, shook Zhang Yang's arm with both hands and asked him to stop, but he still couldn't hold Zhang Yang with all his strength.
"Abstaining from defeat!" Zhang Yang also became very excited and said while scratching.
"Hahaha... no, I won't!" Wu Yu shook his little head and held back his smile and objected.
"My mother, my beauty! I'm going to kill this kid!" A young boy was a little confused, and Zhang Yang and the other two were fighting, and they wanted to rush out.
A boy next to him stopped him, "Don't be impulsive, you can't even fight Wu Yu. You are still fighting with that kid, you are not an opponent at all. And remember that we came here to improve our strength, not to pick up girls."
Thinking of his purpose, the boy didn't make any noise.
Some people also looked at Zhang Yang and the others in contempt and said, "It's just a little person who was blinded. Come here to play, you're looking for death."
Zhang Yang and Wu Yu were amused, and Wu Yu laughed and cried, but he refused to admit defeat. Zhang Yang naturally kept scratching the soles of her feet.
Suddenly, the fury that was sleeping in Zhang Yanghuai flew out. He pointed at Wu Yu and shouted, "Yaah! Yaah..."
Hearing Rongrong screaming, Zhang Yang grabbed Wu Yu's feet and stopped tickling. His heart was sweating profusely. Rongrong pointed at Wu Yu and said, "You woman, please admit defeat!"
Zhang Yangxin communicated with Rongrong and said, "Yongrong, why are you filling in the mess?"
Wu Yu smiled and tears came out, and his fluffy eyes suddenly became very happy. She stretched out her arms and said, "It's you! Little cotton ball! So cute, come here quickly and let your sister hug you!
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Rongrong didn't pass, her little paw pointed at Wu Yu and shouted, "Yaah..."
Zhang Yang slapped his forehead and his face twitched. He held back his smile and his whole face was twisted.
The meaning of fury is "The battle between men and women will eventually win! You gave up on the loss last time, so give up on the loss this time!"
Last time I saw Rongrong, Wu Yu had a conflict with Zhang Yang. She had the leisure to come to some small animals. This time it was different, at least the two of them were a little familiar.
Wu Yu heard Rongrong screaming, her eyes were full of doubts. She looked at Zhang Yang and said, "I saw it in the morning. Is it your pet? What is it talking about?"
"Rongrong is not a pet, it's my good brother. He is saying you are a little bad guy! Hahaha..." Zhang Yang couldn't say what Rongrong said, so he had to make up something.
The main reason is that Rongrong said what she once said, and Zhang Yang was also a little guilty.