Chapter 162 The Insanely Beautiful Man (1)

Contrary to Nalan Tuo's expectation, Fan Qingxian was slightly surprised by his intention, but actually agreed quickly.

only--

"Have you figured it out? I will definitely not be merciful when I am tutoring."

The gentle man sat quietly in front of the piano and said slowly.

"Think, think about it."

Nalan Tuo didn't know what to think, his face turned pale suddenly, but he still nodded persistently.

Ye Lanyi didn't even have any objections.

The game was on the [-]th, but now it was the [-]th, and there was only about three days of raid time.

She seemed to sigh, she never thought that in another world, she could feel the feeling of cramming before the exam.

"Well, you don't have to sleep these days."

The light and indifferent voice, as if eating and drinking in a book, determined their fate for a long time to come.

However, this is just the beginning of the nightmare.

"Crack!" The crisp sound of whips echoed in the quiet water pavilion, followed by an undeniably calm voice.

"Wrong tune, play again!"

Ye Lanyi secretly touched his already swollen wrist, almost crying without tears.

Who knew Mr. Fan, who seemed so gentle, would be so merciless when training people.

Moreover, he swung the whip very skillfully, which made Ye Lanyi feel pain, but did not hinder her from playing the piano.

Half a day later, when the piano skill surprise class ended, her wrist was already red and swollen.

Nalan Tuo sneaked a guilty glance at Ye Lanyi.

If he hadn't insisted on getting Fan Qingxian to help them make up lessons, maybe Ye Lanyi wouldn't have been beaten.

Taking advantage of the time when Fan Qingxian was leaving, the girl gnashed her teeth in Nalan Tuo's ear and said, "Did you know that Mr. Fan is completely ruthless when he loses his temper?"

Nalan Tuo opened his mouth, and whispered with a crying expression: "I thought he would be gentler for your sake. You don't know, when he asked me to do physical training, how did he go to hell? mine."

Ye Lanyi was silent, and finally heaved a long sigh: "I finally know why you insisted on dragging me to come to tutoring together. I really despise your behavior of selling teammates like this!"

"Heh." A chuckle came from the door, and the two hurriedly separated and sat upright like elementary school students.

However, the handsome man in white who floated over just gently squatted down and took Ye Lanyi's hand.

"gentlemen?"

Ye Lanyi was a little taken aback, feeling her slightly cold fingers dipped in the same cold medicine, they carefully landed on the back of her hand.

Looking at his focused but empty eyes, Ye Lanyi suddenly understood the reason for his pause, and hesitantly stretched out his hand to take his finger and put it on the swollen wrist.

"Hiss..." Ye Lanyi withdrew her hand subconsciously in pain, but was pulled closer by the cold palm without hesitation, and carefully applied the ointment on it.

The cool ointment penetrated into the skin instantly, dispelling the burning and tingling feeling little by little.

"It's amazing!" Ye Lanyi held her palm and exclaimed in admiration.

The red and swollen wrist subsided little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nalan Tuo stared at Ye Lanyi enviously, and seeing Fan Qingxian stand up, he immediately opened his sleeves proactively.

Unexpectedly, a small cold box was thrown into his cuff.

"Do it yourself." A smiling voice escaped from the corner of Fan Qingxian's slightly raised mouth.

Same person, different fate..
Nalan Children's Shoes drew small circles in his heart in grief and indignation.

However, it really wasn't a mistake to pull Lan Yi together, Mr. See, why don't you just release water for them now!

"Okay, let's start chess training now."

What is extreme joy begets sorrow?
When Nalan Tuo ran around Dongchen Courtyard because of losing chess, he didn't even have the strength to lament his own suffering.

Losing one and running around, for someone who has never taken a chess lesson, it is simply too frenzied!
However, something even more frenzied is still waiting for him.

"You memorize all the books in front of you at night. I will check them tomorrow morning. If you make a mistake, you don't have to eat breakfast."

"What!" Nalan Tuo looked at the book in front of him that was as high as his calf, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"However, I can't practice spiritual skills. I see the use of these theoretical books that teach the operation of spiritual power."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt stabbed by a cold gaze.

"If you plan to never practice for the rest of your life, you don't need to read it, and you don't need to come to me for training in the future."

The faint voice, no emotion could be heard, made Nalan Tuo feel discouraged like a punctured ball.

He turned his head to look at the petite figure beside him who had been buried in the "Pharmacopia", and silently took out a book.

Being unable to sleep or eat is not the biggest threat.

The problem is, they're hanging now.

I don't know what method Fan Qingxian used to hang them among a pile of books.

Only when you turn over all the books in front of you and place them on the other side will the rope slowly lower them down.

It's not that Nalan Tuo didn't think about simply moving all the books.

However, he dared not and was not reconciled.

The words that were ridiculed by others in the past suddenly came to his mind in an instant, giving him unprecedented perseverance, bit by bit he gnawed at the tome in front of him.

As the night darkened, drowsiness gradually swept in.

He nodded abruptly, then regained consciousness for a moment.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that there was something wrong beside him, as if there was someone more.

"Who!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, someone slapped him.

And at this moment, Ye Lanyi's voice suddenly sounded: "Haotian, stop!"

The air stagnated for a moment, as if the attack just now was just an illusion.

With the moonlight cast by the clouds, he realized that there was a shadow covered in black robe beside Ye Lanyi.

"Master! Who hung you here?" There seemed to be a bit of anger in the man's voice.

Owner?Narantuo suspected that he had misheard because he was too sleepy.

"Okay, Haotian, I'm just endorsing a book." Ye Lanyi yawned, feeling a little helpless.

She has too many books to memorize, and now she has only read less than a quarter of them after half a night.

"You used up too much soul power before, so desperately working day and night, do you want your soul power to fail!"

Haotian's voice was a little cold.

"I came here when I noticed that the master's soul power was fluctuating too much. I thought the master was in danger, but I didn't expect it..."

The man in black seemed a little annoyed.

Ye Lanyi was also helpless.

Did I have an extra follower, or an old lady!

Why didn't she realize that Haotian was talking so much before!

"Brother, since she hopes to work hard to get good grades in the apprenticeship meeting, why do you stop her?"

The dim room suddenly lit up, and Fan Qingxian came out casually wearing a moon white robe.

Surprise suddenly flashed across Haotian's eyes, and he flicked his sleeves directly, and a black chain popped out, and it was put on his fair and slender neck.

"Have we met!"

(End of this chapter)

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