The medical concubine soars to the sky: the lord lightly pets

Chapter 442 Du Qiyou ([-])
Du Qiyou stared at Master in shock with his big misty eyes, and said in surprise: "Three days? Learn this sword manual, Master, are you kidding me?"

He had just read the sword manual and felt that it was much more difficult than the sword technique his father had taught him before. He was really not sure that he could learn it within three days, so he immediately felt bitter.

Fu Yuyang's expression turned cold, and he said: "If it's someone else, of course they won't be able to learn it within three days. As for you... Let me ask you, who did you learn your martial arts from?"

"Father." Du Qiyou grinned and said, "Master Qingyan is not as stingy as the ancestor, and he is very appreciative of Daddy's teaching me martial arts."

Fu Congyang's face was covered with black lines, this kid really followed Yun'er, he dared to say anything outrageous...

"Presumptuous!" Fu Yuyang's face darkened immediately, "You actually talked about your elders behind your back, and you just let you memorize the rules and you can't forget them after sleeping?"

Seeing the master's serious expression, Du Qiyou realized that the joke just now seemed to have violated the third rule of the Fu family's family rules, which is not to judge the elders indiscriminately.

Du Qiyou suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he quickly corrected his attitude, knelt down and admitted his mistake: "Master, forgive me, Yuer knows that I was wrong. You'er made an unintentional mistake, please forgive me."

Fu Yuyang looked at Du Qiyou with drooping eyelids, Qingyi's face was still full of anger, Fu Congyang was afraid that the elder brother would have an attack on this, so he couldn't help pleading: "Senior brother, calm down, You'er just came to Fu's house, so it is inevitable that you are not used to it. .Although he was talking outrageously, it was not intentional, so you can just let him go, besides, you still have to teach him kung fu, you can't beat him to the ground before you start practicing, right?"

Fu Yuyang looked at Du Qiyou coldly, and did not speak. Fu Congyang gave Qiyou a wink, and Qiyou understood, and hurriedly said: "Master, this disciple will never dare again. Please be merciful and forgive this disciple." Yu, you must pay attention to what you say in the future. Didn't you say that you can learn the sword manual in three days, three days is three days, I will definitely be able to do it if I study hard and practice hard."

What Fu Yuyang wanted was Du Qiyou's words, and the chill in his icy black eyes suddenly faded, and he said: "Okay, since that's the case, I will spare you once as a teacher. After three days to check the results, if you haven't learned the sword technique, then Let’s settle the old account with the new account.”

Du Qiyou's small face was wrinkled, looking at the sly light in the master's eyes, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, wouldn't he be tricked just now?

His intuition told him that he must have accidentally fallen into the trap designed by his master just now, to scare him by violating the family rules and make him take the initiative to ask to learn swordsmanship. , insidious ah insidious.

After the formal practice of swordsmanship, Du Qiyou really understood what the master called "devil training", and the master seemed to be the incarnation of Hades.

The master ordered him to take off his shirt and wear only a pair of simple outer pants. His warm skin was exposed to the air, which made Du Qiyou ashamed. What was he doing?

Fu Yuyang glanced at Du Qiyou's muscular upper body. His skin was fair and smooth, exuding the nobility of the royal family. He thought that although Qiyou was not spoiled by Du Yunlie and Nangong Yun since he was a child, he is a little prince after all, and there is always a place for being more delicate. Yes, Yun'er is good at raising her son. I heard that Qi You was used to being beaten since she was a child, but she didn't have a single scar on her body, thanks to Nangong Yun's careful care.

Fu Yuyang taught Du Qiyou a few sword moves, and ordered him to practice by himself. He sat on the stone bench and drank tea leisurely, and told Fu Congyang to say, "follow him. If you hit me, hit me, no mercy."

To Du Qiyou's fright, this is the first time he has seen his apprentice teach like this, is this the rhythm of enmity with him?No matter how strict Daddy is, he would never treat him like this. This is just finding trouble. He felt miserable. Does the uncle not like him, and he has long wanted to beat him up and never looked for a chance?

Now that the uncle has finally tricked and kidnapped him and forced him to worship under him and become his apprentice, this time he can use all his strength to teach him a lesson, can't he?
A child without a mother is like a grass, a child without a father is unloved, he is too pitiful, woo woo...

Although he felt resentful in his heart, after all, Du Qiyou would not make things difficult for Fu Yuyang at this juncture. If an apprentice could make things difficult for his master, he would be making things difficult for him. He is not that stupid yet.Anyway, the one who benefits from practicing swordsmanship is himself, so he can practice vigorously. Anyway, he is rough-skinned and thick-skinned, so he is not afraid of hitting.

Just thinking about it, "Wrong Yu'er, the sword is facing down..." Fu Yuyang saw that Du Qiyou made a wrong move, so he yelled softly, "Fuck!"

Fu Congyang didn't dare to disobey his order, so he raised his hand to whip a whip. The leather whip is not as powerful as the rattan whip, and it won't hurt people, but the flexible leather whip is on the bare back, and it doesn't feel good. Du Qiyou Caught off guard, he let out a miserable cry, took a step forward and almost fell, Fu Congyang hurriedly wanted to help him, but Fu Yuyang stopped him, "Don't help him, let him get up by himself."

Fu Congyang had no choice but to withdraw his hand. Du Qiyou felt quite ashamed just as he let out a miserable cry out of nowhere. Standing up on his knees, he stood up straight, looked at the master with a stubborn look, picked up the sword and began to practice again, maybe because he was angry in his heart, or maybe he put away his loose thoughts, and Du Qiyou, who became serious, followed It was very different just now.

He silently recited the sword skills and sword moves recorded in the sword manual, and combined with the essentials taught by his master just now, he pierced the sword body with force, and the tip of the sword drew a beautiful circle in the air. With thousands of troops and horses, Du Qiyou became more and more slippery, stopped, and said to Fu Yuyang: "Come again!"

Fu Yuyang smiled softly in his heart, brat, he even got angry with him, and his temper is not small.

The two masters and apprentices came and went, there was no unnecessary communication, and they had to practice a set of swordsmanship for three days and three nights without sleep or rest for three days.

Everyone in the Fu family was alarmed. They had never seen a master teaching his disciples like this, nor had he seen a disciple challenging his master like this. Just like that, accompanied by the sound of swords and whips, under the panic of everyone, three days later, Fu Yuyang came out of the backyard with Du Qiyou covered in welts.

The crowd hurried forward to meet Fu Yuyang, first saluted Fu Yuyang, and then all rushed towards Du Qiyou, "Does it hurt, pray, Second Master here has the silver cream that your Third Master gave you. Just put it on for you, look at this back, it’s almost impossible to see..."

Fu Yuyang was squeezed aside by the crowd, his nose was ashy, and his face was covered with black lines. Fu Congyang stood behind him and giggled. Unexpectedly, the senior brother had a few days.

Du Qiyou's eyes were bloodshot, he forced a smile to see everyone's concerned eyes, and said wearily: "I'm so sleepy, I want to go to sleep first. Uncles, I'll greet you when Yuer wakes up."

Everyone felt distressed seeing the energetic Qiyou getting so tired. Du Qiyou had just taken two steps forward when his eyes darkened and he passed out.

"Pray!" Everyone behind them exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)