This time, Li Hao really knew what a disaster came from his mouth. The feeling of tearing muscles from his thigh made him scream extremely tragic: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it's wrong, I'm wrong, sister, I'm really wrong!"

"It's such a big man, I can't stand the pain at all. I still want to practice martial arts?" Li Yueling's cold voice came from behind.

Li Hao screamed: "I don't want to do it anymore, I won't practice anymore, I want to go home."

Who knows why Li Yueling's thin physical strength has such great strength? She can actually suppress Li Hao with one hand, making him unable to get rid of control no matter what.

Li Yueling, behind Li Hao, showed the winner's smile on her face and said lightly: "It's not possible to practice. As a descendant of the Li family, how can you give up halfway? Besides, it's just stretching your muscles. This time it's stretching, it's going to be fine in the future."

What a good thing, my legs are no longer my own.

Li Hao was already cursing in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. How could a person not bow his head under the eaves? If he was tapped by this girl again, he would probably have to give her life to her.

In this way, Li Hao lived in Li Yueling's house in a miserable manner. Every day, he either stole horses or stretched his muscles. If he was slacking off, he would immediately beat him up.

There is no way, but you can't beat it. In the eyes of the young lady, the things that Li Hao can do are just for children to play house. It may be okay to fight against ordinary people, but when facing Li Yueling... they are more than one level away.

However, such training is not of no use. In the past ten days, Li Hao's lower plate was obviously much more stable than before, and his flexibility and flexibility were much stronger than before.

On this day, after completing the task of stretching tendons, Li Hao lay on the bed and let the masseur regulate his meridians, staring at Fang Liang above his head, dazes intently, with a boring expression.

Li Yueling sat not far from him, and there was a young man wearing a blue long gown and a pair of peach-eyed eyes sitting next to him.

Li Yuanjing, the sixth son of the Supreme Emperor Li Yuan, is also the object of Li Er's marriage to Li Yueling.

This guy looked at Li Hao on the bed with an interesting expression, and suddenly said, "Brother, New Year's Eve is coming soon. After New Year's Eve, it will be a competition for noble children. Are you ready?"

Li Hao turned his head mechanically, first glanced at Li Yueling, then looked at Li Yuanjing, and sighed quietly, "Brother-in-law..."

Li Yueling's pretty face was slightly cold: "Li Dejian, you want to die, right?"

"Your Majesty is about to give you a marriage. Even the beggars on the streets in Chang'an City know about it. What else can you be shy about? Brother-in-law, do you think so?" Li Hao curled his lips indifferently, and by the way, he raised his eyebrows at Li Yuanjing.

"Uh..." Li Yuanjing rubbed his hands awkwardly, secretly glanced at Li Yueling, but did not dare to answer the conversation.

Li Yueling is beautiful and has a good temperament, but she has a bad temper. She is the type who can try not to make noise.

Although Li Yuanjing has the title of prince, since he saw his future daughter-in-law accidentally kicking her cousin out more than ten feet away, he made up his mind that the wife would definitely follow him in the future.

However, Li Hao obviously belongs to the type of people who remember to eat but not beat them. Although he has been taught a lesson for more than ten days, he is still tempted crazyly on the verge of committing suicide: "Brother-in-law, you can't do this. If you continue like this, you must be a wife and be strict with her."

Li Yuanjing: “…”

Li Yueling clenched her silver teeth and her apricot eyes widened. Although the children in the world were not particular about the details, Li Hao said this as if she was a shrew. Can humans tolerate it?

Don't accept it? Bite me!

Li Hao raised his eyebrows, as if he was sure that Li Yueling would not do anything to him in front of Li Yuanjing. He joked with the two of them and said seriously: "Well, sister, brother-in-law is right. I'm going to have a grand competition for noble children soon. I have to go back and prepare."

"What are you preparing for? You're not doing anything." Li Yueling frowned.

Originally, Li Hao now wants an official position and a title. He has no meaning to participate in the so-called competition.

Li Hao looked unhappy and said aggrievedly: "Sister, why are you saying this? Why isn't I doing anything? What if I win the first place after participating? Taking other people's paths and leaving others with no way out is my favorite thing to do."

Walk other people's paths and leave others with no way out?

Who gave you confidence?

Li Yueling stared at Li Hao: "Are you sure you want to participate?"

Li Hao nodded with great determination: "I must participate. If I don't participate, what's the fair to say about this competition? Besides, my brother-in-law finally came back from Anzhou. You can get along well, so it's just right to deepen the relationship. I won't get involved in it."

After saying that, regardless of Li Yueling's reaction, he jumped out of the bed and put on his shoes, took Lan Ling and left.

When he walked to the Li family gate, Li Hao looked back and breathed a long sigh: "I'm finally out."

Lan Ling knew what his young master had experienced these days, and her eyes were full of pity: "Young master, are we going home?"

"No, let's go to the village outside the city." Li Hao shook his head decisively.

Just kidding, I finally escaped from the Li family and went home... Are you going to let that crazy woman Li Yueling catch herself again?

The reason why he followed Li Yueling was just to learn some cold weapons and combat skills, but the girl was a stubborn donkey and insisted that he starts from scratch and practice step by step.

Not to mention anything else, just horse stance needs to be staggered for a year.

In Li Hao's opinion, this is bullshit, it's a waste of time.

If you really have a year of hard work, you might as well play a few 81 bars, and all the problems will be solved by then.

Thinking of 81 bar, Li Hao couldn't help but think of gunpowder.

In fact, gunpowder is the basis of all hot weapons. Even if there is no gunpowder, it is similar to a fire stick. What's more, even if there is gunpowder, it's useless. The bullets used by 81 bars are not gunpowder at all.

After thinking about it, I just forgot it. 81 bars and other things are not realistic at all. I would have to get a few compound bows when I have time.

Thinking of this, Li Hao was a little distracted, and suddenly hit a wall and made a "bang", then he heard the sound of the "wall" shouting in a muffled voice: "Who hits me?"

Shame!

Li Hao rubbed his almost flattened nose and took two steps back to take all the "wall" into his eyes.

I saw a big man poking in front of him, and his height was at least two meters three or four meters according to the standards of later generations. His arms were as thick as Li Hao's waist, and his waist was thick... Well, all Li Hao could think of was a water tank.

This...is this a person?

Li Hao opened his mouth wide, rubbed his eyes hard, and looked at two guys who were equivalent to his height.
Chapter completed!