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Chapter five hundred and forty first blame

Song Chuqun said, "This is awakened by pain, is it considered to be awake? Do you Lingshan Sect really dare to do this? It's so shameless!" Chen Ruofu sneered, "Ha, it's good that it's awakened by pain, and is still alive! If the pain faints, wouldn't I have to apologize?" Song Chuqun said, "That's natural!" Chen Ruofu sneered, "Okay, don't you have to wait, just think I'll kill your senior brother now, come and settle the score with me. Anyway, if I die, I see how long he can live. It turns out that in your heart, he is in a drowsy and is better than he wakes up in pain! Do you really hope that he will die? It's so deep in brotherhood!" Song Chuqun was furious again and wanted to refute, but he didn't have the sharp words of Chen Ruofu and couldn't speak. Yes, Senior Brother Fang woke up in pain, isn't it better than drowsy? At least he is still alive!

Song Chuqun may not be able to refute Chen Ruofu's words. Originally, Song Chuqun was not his opponent, nor was he smart enough, so he was not Chen Ruofu's opponent. He heard him say this, and he was angry and angry, and wanted to refute, but he was not an opponent at all. He didn't say anything, but he was extremely angry. After holding it in his throat for a long time, he put a sentence from the depths of his throat: "If our senior brother Fang has a... I will definitely let you go!" Chen Ruofu did not show any weakness and said, "Then if your senior brother Fang is cured, we can let you go?" Qian Ruohua shouted, "Senior Brother Song, just say less! The senior brothers in Lingshan also care about our senior brothers, so they worked so hard to run around like this. Don't be rude!"

He said this, as if he was a person who knew right and wrong very well and could distinguish between good and bad. If Han Yiming had not heard what he said before, he might have been blinded by this. But first he heard his harsh words in the house, and then he would listen to his kind words, he would be a person who was both sides and wronged. Han Yiming hated this person very much and couldn't help but say, "You don't have to say anything more politely. Our wonderful brother Xie, who has rejuvenated his skills, has never come, and we can't afford to treat this kind of courtesy." Qian Ruohua was a little embarrassed, and smiled without a smile. Just as he was about to speak, Song Chuqun had already said, "It's true, your senior brother Xie has never come, we..." The following words were stopped by Qian Ruohua, and he shouted: "Senior Brother Song! You are so good at applying medicine to Senior Brother Fang! It's the most taboo to use your two-hearted brother Fang!"

Song Chuqun stopped feeling disappointed. If Qian Ruohua didn't say anything bad to stop him, he didn't know what he said. Han Yiming felt that he was extremely honest. Although he was quite rude in his words, he was a loyal and honest person. Compared to this disciple with the surname Qian, he was not sure how good he was! At least he had already said it in his heart. It was not like this disciple with the surname Qian, who smiled in front of him and was cruel behind him!

Song Chuqun stopped talking, lowered his head and inserted his five fingers into the small plate, dipped it in the medicine, and was about to wipe it off to Senior Brother Fang, Chen Ruofu spoke coldly: "Senior Brother Song, you are at least merciful. Senior Brother Fang can't resist you pressing it hard, and it hurts a little. We can't bear the responsibility. When the medicine is applied, I and my junior brother can't understand it. But if the pain is even more painful, it's not about my Lingshan Sect's business!" Song Chuqun's face turned purple by these two sentences, his eyes wide open, and he glared at Chen Ruofu, but his hand gently applied the medicine to Senior Brother Fang's bloody legs.

His fingers swept over Senior Brother Fang's wounds. Senior Brother Fang shouted at first. He had been in a coma for many days and had no idea about the human affairs. He woke up in a complete pain. He felt so much pain that he woke up. He gritted his teeth, swallowed the screams into his stomach, and pressed them into his throat. When Han Yiming saw him last time, he saw that he looked arrogant and disgusting. When he saw him, he saw his brows frowning, his teeth were biting, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

His patience is quite admirable. A larger wound is often extremely painful. When he spreads out his skin and flesh, it must be something that ordinary people cannot bear. I really don’t know how he endured it when peeling it off? Although Song Chuqun was frizzy, he was really careful to apply medicine to his senior brother. He poured out all the medicine in the bottle, and carefully applied each piece of skin and flesh, without any missing. He saw that there was no mistake. Then he said: "It has been applied, what's going on now?"

Chen Ruofu said, "Then wait for my senior brother to come, three days later..." The next sentence "My senior brother must come!" Before he could say it, Song Chuqun had already said, "Ha! Three days, do you mean that my senior brother will suffer for three days? You really..." His expression was extremely angry, and he looked at Chen Ruofu directly, and his eyes were almost on fire! Chen Ruofu sneered, "This is not related to us, even if it is painful for three days, it is also a common human relationship. . After his skin and flesh were spread out for these days, could the skin and flesh still grow together? Just like this, it is probably good to be able to be together. Can the pain bring him back as good as before? Isn’t it better to be able to live or die?” Song Chuqun was speechless. Seeing that they couldn’t speak, Chen Ruofu said again: “Senior Brother Fang has no hope of rehabilitation. Thank God for being cured. You are still here to care about this and that, isn’t you going to waste your roots and end the end?”

Song Chuqun was chased by him, and he could not speak any more. He heard an exhausted voice saying, "Junior brother, don't say it." Everyone looked back, but it was the senior brother Fang who gritted his teeth and said this. He had been awake for a long time and must have known the reason why everyone here was arguing. However, he was so painful that he was sweating and twitching, and it was inconvenient to speak. When he heard this, he knew that Song Chuqun was a simple disciple who was too stupid and could not stop him. Therefore, he spoke to stop him.

Qian Ruohua said first: "Ah, senior brother, are you getting better?" Senior brother Fang frowned, blue veins floating on both temples, sweat beads on his forehead, and after a while, he said: "Cough, it's really heart-wrenching!" After saying this, he turned to Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu, "I'm much better! Two junior brothers, thank you for coming to help. I know that these three days must have been painful, and this is also my own fault. In short, thank you for your help!"
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