My Master Is a God

A large sip of tea was sprayed out directly, just to the face of Qian Xiaobei who was asleep.

"Ah~ is it raining?" Qian Xiaobei said as if waking up from a dream, getting up from the chair.

Qian Xiaobei wiped the tea off his face while speaking, and he was sober now.

After returning to his senses, seeing the tea cup in Yang Yiyun's hand and the water droplets on the corner of his mouth, he immediately understood what was going on.

"Ah...Yang Yiyun, I'm going to kill you, you took my first kiss~"

Qian Xiaobei stomped and screamed in place, and was about to rush to fight Yang Yiyun desperately.

Fortunately, the box door rang at this time.

Liu Lingling grabbed Qian Xiaobei and said, "When you are done with Xiaobei, it's just a sip of tea, at most it is an indirect kiss. Don't count, eat first before talking, just as Yang Yiyun charged you for the medical expenses for curing your illness, huh!"

Then he said to the door: "Please come in~"

Yang Yiyun looked indifferent, did not take Qian Xiaobei's words seriously, and continued to drink tea.

The box door opened, but the waiter served the food.

Looking at the dishes on a large table, Yang Yiyun was not polite, his stomach groaning a long time ago.

After eating for half an hour, he finally burped and leaned on the chair comfortably.

Looking up, all three beautiful women looked at him with weird faces.

Yang Yiyun also rarely blushed. He looked at the three beauties and then at the empty dish in front of him, and suddenly realized that he was so surprised that the three of them were surprised.

Speaking of Yang Yiyun, he is also strange. He doesn't usually eat like this, but today he almost ate five dishes. The three of Liu Lingling themselves eat less of the girls. They just tasted a few bites.

A total of seven dishes, a pot of seafood soup, Yang Yiyun eliminated most of the five dishes of soup.

It's no wonder that the three of them look weird.

Looking back, Yang Yiyun attributed the increase in his appetite to the root cause of his body being washed by the master.

"Uh~ what are you doing looking at me?" he asked knowingly.

Liu Lingling reacted: "Yang Yiyun, you haven't eaten for a few days? Is it enough?"

Qian Xiaobei whispered: "Rice bucket~"

"It can indeed be eaten." Lin Huan echoed.

"Oh, what do I mean by you? Buddies are now twenty-one years old and are still growing, don’t you know? Just eat a little bit more, let’s talk about the treatment of Qian Xiaobei before, but I’m struggling, how can you tell Qian Xiaobei? Am I a rice bucket? I was going to prescribe a prescription for you, but now I don't prescribe it. You can wait for the illness to relapse." Yang Yiyun reprimanded Qian Xiaobei in a straightforward manner.

Does Qian Xiaobei have a prescription? And it will relapse, and my heart will suddenly become guilty. He smiled weakly and put on a pitiful look to Yang Yiyun: "Brother Yun said something wrong, please forgive me and give me the prescription. At most, I don’t care about you indirectly. It’s okay to leave my first kiss, okay?"

The girl's voice is very unique, with a childlike voice, and now she deliberately speaks in a whispering tone, suddenly causing Yang Yiyun to get goose bumps all over her body.

Repeatedly waved his hand and said: "Speak well, I will prescribe medicine for you, I am afraid of you."

Lin Huan leaned over as soon as he finished speaking. He had already taken out the pen and paper from the bag, and said with a look of expectation: "Write it~"

Yang Yiyun looked at Lin Huan and knew that she also suffered from the pain caused by this disease. He just said to touch her. He glanced at Lin Huan’s long legs intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile: "Lin Huan, are you? When your relatives came, you had a sore back in the back? Don’t think about this prescription. It was given to Qian Xiaobei based on her condition. It was useless if others ate it. Acupuncture and moxibustion are best in your case. When you have time, your brother will give you a needle. ."

After thinking about Qian Xiaobei's situation in his mind, Yang Yiyun wrote down a prescription. He had a large amount of medical information in his mind. It is not difficult to find some medicinal materials on the earth to grasp the medicine.

After giving the prescription to Qian Xiaobei, he said: "Three pieces of Chinese medicine, after the medicine is cured, remember to invite your buddies to eat."

"Hey, thank you, Brother Yun~" Qian Xiaobei took the prescription, as if she had to put it away, and called out to Brother Yun sweetly, causing Yang Yiyun to shudder.

"Okay, get enough food and drink, there are still classes in the afternoon, let's go!" Behind him, Yang Yiyun walked toward the door, not paying attention to the three beauties at all.

Liu Lingling hated Yinya and roared loudly: "Yang Yiyun, you have to massage grandma and aunt, I also hurt too much~"

At this time, several people had already walked out of the box to the corridor. Some guests and waiters heard Liu Lingling's screams and looked at Yang Yiyun with envy, jealousy and hatred.

With the black line on Yang Yiyun's face, he hurriedly left, walking with Liu Lingling, an unabashed colonel, might have to cause some trouble.

After Liu Lingling shouted out her words, she also found that her words were too ambiguous, and her complexion turned red. The three of them hurriedly went downstairs and left, cursing Yang Yiyun continuously in their hearts: "You **** Yang Yiyun is so embarrassing for your aunt's grandma. I curse you for not lifting a dick~"

...

After class is over in the evening, Yang Yiyun is going to rent back to his house. In the evening, he plans to practice "Universal Good Fortune" to learn a lot of medical skills that require true qi to heal. There is no true qi in the body, everything is useless.

He needs to change his destiny, he needs a lot of money, and he needs to regain his lost dignity at the wedding of his ex-girlfriend a month later. This is the master’s account and what he wants to do in his heart.

Therefore, comprehension is the core of everything.

For the means of making money, he can easily obtain it with the knowledge taught by the master, but the premise is to cultivate true energy.

Yang Yiyun did not expect that he was blocked again when he left the school gate.

And he was an acquaintance. Yu Shaogang hung his left arm and stared at Yang Yiyun sullenly. There were more than a dozen young people beside him. They were also students of the school and members of the Taekwondo club.

"That's just the gangster? It's not that good, you can't help being weak, why are you beaten by such a squirrel?" A student who was wearing a tights and could see his abdominal muscles was clearly the leader.

Yang Yiyun is a history student. He has no interest in the Taekwondo club. He has never followed them. He doesn't know these people. He is a student of this school only from his clothes.

For this dark-skinned student with abdominal muscles, Yang Yiyun was very upset and very upset by scolding himself as a slumped student. Although the other party was a member of the Taekwondo club and there were twelve people in total, Yang Yiyun was really not afraid. .

Because he knows exactly what degree his body has reached, just beyond the acumen of ordinary people can give him an absolute advantage in fights. What's more, he still has the strength to lift three or four hundred catties of boulders easily. strength.

With these, Yang Yiyun has confidence in fighting.

Yu Shaogang said gloomily: "Ning Wu, don't blame me for not reminding you, don't underestimate the enemy, this kid is not a vase, as long as you can maimed him tonight, I owe you a favor."

Ning Wuman didn’t care. He and Yu Shaogang came out of the same compound. The relationship is very strong. Today, Yu Shaogang was beaten and approached him. He knew that Yu Shaogang was very arrogant and rarely asked for help. , It must be some powerful person, so he called a group of students from the Taekwondo club to help Yu Shaogang out of anger.

However, after seeing Yang Yiyun, Ning Wu was a little disdainful. In his eyes, Yang Yiyun was thin and didn't have the characteristics of strong muscles and strength, and he was a sour scholar in the history department, so he didn't care.

To Yu Shaogang’s reminder, he didn’t pay much attention to Yang Yiyun and said: “The kid is for the sake of the same school. Kneel down and kowtow to my buddy. Let him beat you. This matter will be understood. I guarantee that Yu Shaogang will not I will trouble you again, how about it?"

Listening to Ning Wu's words, Yang Yiyun suddenly wanted to laugh. How did this guy speak with the big guy in the Young and Dangerous movie?

Make him kneel and kowtow? You are not allowed to give back a beating when it's over?

Suddenly Yang Yiyun was angrily smiled, watching Ning Wu smiled and said, "You guarantee?"

"Yes, I guarantee that my Ning Wu speaks at the university in the entire Huahu district, as long as you kneel down and admit your mistakes..."

Before he could finish his words, Yang Yiyun interrupted him: "How old are you? How about you being a big brother? Are you enough? Just come up and I will weigh you!"

Suddenly, Ning Wu's eyes widened. He didn't expect Yang Yiyun to say such a sentence. After reacting, he was furious: "Cao Nima Laozi let you know today that Lord Ma has a few eyes. Give me Fight to death!"