Chapter 471 Devil Training (2)

"Duo'er, come on, it'll be over soon." Long Muchen's heart aches, but he also knows that this kind of training is inevitable.

When he was a child, he was on the mountain, not to mention five kilometers, there were fifty kilometers.

"Duo'er, I will also cheer for you!" Long Yintian fulfilled the responsibility of a fan.

Qian Duoduo was stunned, the villain in her heart squatted on the ground and drew circles: pull Long Muchen to greet him together.

And over there, Long Yutian trotted behind Qian Duoduo like a follower, seeing her slow down, he pumped his ass up mercilessly.

"Oh, don't hit me, I'll run, I'll run." Qian Duoduo rubbed his blooming little butt, although his strength was not very strong, but the sound of "papa—" pumping the ground , is still very scary.

Looking at Qian Duoduo's sheep-like appearance, Long Yutian smiled.

"I didn't expect Duo'er to be so self-aware. Knowing that I don't have enough stamina, I prepared a whip and asked me to supervise you all the time. Yes, a child can be taught. Wait until tomorrow, and I will take your double knot again." Try it with a stick and see if it works.”

When Qian Duoduo saw the whip now, she felt pain in her butt reflexively. She didn't have the strength to argue with Long Yutian, so she could only cry and mutter miserably: "I'm running, I'm running, you put the whip away Bar."

She wished she could run away now and never see Long Yutian again.

Both feet ruthlessly hid from the ground, as if he was stepping on his ancestral grave, venting his anger.

But she knew that Shisi and Xiaosi didn't intend to help her this time, so Long Yutian dared to torment herself so unscrupulously, but Qian Duoduo was wronged to death.

Like a sad and helpless little sheep, in addition to the mechanical coupe running, he had to reflex from time to time, turning his head to look at the whip in the devil's hand behind him.

Then, while wiping away tears, he wailed aggrievedly.

In the end, the more I thought about myself, the more I thought about being a child without a mother, and I started whimpering softly.

Five kilometers was a piece of cake for Long Yutian, and he followed Qian Duoduo easily, like an outing.

Listening to Xiaojiahu muttering and scolding himself, and sniffing his nose, Long Yutian thought it was very funny, but also felt a little distressed.

This dead woman, you know that learning martial arts is not easy, since you can't bear hardships, don't think about running outside to make trouble every day, and you don't know how to die after being sold for money.

But the little Jiujiu in Long Yutian's heart is more than this, the most important thing is that the tired little girl can't get out of bed for three days, it seems that she still has the energy to run to the Chen Palace every day!

Long Yutian quietly put away his whip, looked up at the sun, it was approaching noon, he trotted to keep up with Qian Duoduo's footsteps, inadvertently stretched out a hand to support her slender waist , let her body relax, and run the whole distance.

..Duoer dividing line..

After Qian Duoduo ran five kilometers, she was so tired that her legs didn't belong to her anymore.

A small fair face was also tanned red by the sun, eyes full of tears, watery, pouting and mourning, it was painful.

Like a frost-beaten eggplant, she drooped her head and fell to the lawn with a bang, panting with her tongue out.

Grabbing a piece of grass at random, he ravaged / trampled hard.