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Ning Bufan opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, smelling the fragrance in the room.

He wanted to get up from the bed, but was frightened to find that his whole body was unconscious.

This feeling is very strange. He cannot feel the presence of his hands and feet, nor can he feel the coldness and warmth of his body, nor can he feel the pain.

What's going on? What's wrong?

"Awaken? I didn't expect that your physical quality was so poor." Yang Xi put down the English book and looked at Ning Bufan lightly.

"Where is this..." Ning Bufan opened his mouth, and a mosquito-like sound was barely made in his dry throat. His head could not move, and there was only the ceiling wherever he looked.

"This is my home." Yang Xi stood up from the chair and walked to Ning Bufan's bed and watched Ning Bufan "he is recovering well."

"Hey, hey, my whole body has lost consciousness. You said I was recovering well? I won't be paralyzed, right?" Ning Bufan moved his body again and found that his body was still motionless. He began to panic. Could it be that he was really paralyzed?

"I have used the crocodile mouth step more than ten times. With your current physical fitness, although you are not paralyzed, you have to lie in bed for a long time."

"How long have I been lying down?" Ning Bufan was stunned, and then asked in confusion.

"It will only be three days soon."

"Three days! I've been lying for three days, for so long?" Ning Bufan exclaimed. He really didn't expect that he would have slept for three days.

"It is best for you to wake up after you have been injured after sleeping for three days. Ordinary people don't want to wake up for a month." Yang Xi's voice was still faint.

"I, how long will I have to lie like this?" Ning Bufan could only stare at the ceiling. He felt very frustrated. He felt that his body was not his.

"Pull out the acupuncture you inserted into, and you can move it, but I advise you not to pull it out." Yang Xi saw that Ning Bufan's eyes were a little frightened, and he shook his head helplessly. This guy usually looks very brave and vulgar, but the power that bursts out at critical moments is surprising.

"Why not pull it out? Just pull it out. If you can't move it, I feel like I'm the same as a useless person." Ning Bufan still stared at the ceiling. After staring for a long time, he felt extremely bored. Moreover, this feeling of paralysis made him feel insecure.

"Sure?"

"Um!"

Yang Xi nodded, came to Ning Bufan's bed and sat down, slowly pulled out the needle not far from Ning Bufan's chest with his bare hands.

"ah!"

The moment the needle was pulled out, Ning Bufan suddenly trembled violently for a few times. Then Ning Bufan's body regained consciousness, but the pain like a tide instantly spread throughout Ning Bufan's body. In less than a few seconds, Ning Bufan's eyes were covered with blood, and waves of sweat flowed out of his body. He couldn't help but wailing in pain!

"What's going on..." Ning Bufan was in so much pain that he gritted his teeth and asked the reason.

"So I said, don't pull it out. All the muscles and bones in your body have been strained, and some places have even damaged tissues. All these pains are gathered together, and even those with good willpower will not be able to bear it."

"Why didn't you say it earlier..." Sweat had already blurred Ning Bufan's eyes, and the pain made Ning Bufan fall into a trance.

"You didn't ask!" Yang Xi stood up, his voice cold at the same time.

"Then plug it back, plug it back quickly!" Ning Bufan shouted quickly.

"Insert it back? Now if you are insert it back, you will be paralyzed all over. Are you sure you want to?" Yang Xi's tone was a little cold, as if Ning Bufan's paralysis was as simple as an ant's death.

"Then don't get in... In the wind and rain, what's this pain!" Ning Bufan's whole face was almost distorted, but in order to show his tenacity and positivity, he applied the lyrics of a song, but at the same time, he cried for his tragic fate in his heart.

Why? Why do I suffer this kind of pain?

Who did I offend?

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At noon, Ning Bufan stumbled out of the room with his still painful body. Yang Xi's home was very big, and the corridor was just a terrifying look. The various antiques on both sides of the corridor, the ancient paintings that Ning Bufan could not name on the wall, and the rockery outside the window, all of which tell the extraordinary nature of Yang Xi's family background.

If my family is so good, that would be great. It seems that whoever marrys Yang Xi will be blessed in the future!

etc!

Yang Xi was originally a rich woman, I envy her. If I don’t say anything else, I’m worth hundreds of millions now…

Although the money on the bank card can only be used...

When he finally reached the end of the corridor, Ning Bufan couldn't help but be attracted by the sword in front of him.

The sword was hung at the top of the stairs, framed with a piece of transparent tempered glass. The sword was already open and shining in the noon sun. It should have been a long time since the sword was seen, but there was no dust on the sword. Just looking at Ning Bufan in the distance, he could sense the murderous aura in the sword!

This sword is extraordinary!

"The sword is the king of hundreds of soldiers, but this sword is the killer of the king." Ning Bufan suddenly heard a sound full of energy. He subconsciously turned his head and saw the person coming, so shocked that his hair stood up. Then he took a few steps back, and his whole body was full of alert!

Perhaps, Ning Bufan will never forget this burly figure in his life!

Yang Zongyao! This man who brought him pain, like a mountain.

"Haha, you don't have to be so nervous. Yang Xi calls me the second uncle. In terms of seniority, you should also call me the second uncle." Seeing Ning Bufan so nervous, Yang Zongyao laughed helplessly. It seemed that his previous reckless behavior had caused some psychological shadow to this little guy.

However, with such strong strength, why does this kid always act like a weak person? If he hadn't tried it by himself, he wouldn't know.

Is this kid too low-key?

"Second uncle? No! I don't remember having a second uncle like you!" Ning Bufan breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, he was not wearing gloves on his hand, and even if Yang Zongyao punched him, he could not resist it. Searching all his relatives at home, Ning Bufan had never heard of such a second uncle.

"Maybe not now, but definitely in the future." Yang Zongyao didn't take Ning Bufan's suspicion at all, but just laughed heartily.

"Future?" Ning Bufan was stunned, and then his mind began to search for his relatives again. It seemed that he had never heard of his father in the countryside having such a great second brother?

"Haha, let's not talk about this anymore. It depends on your recovery, why don't you go outside the yard to practice?"

"No, no, I...I, I'm dizzy and have a high fever... and I can't walk steadily..." As soon as I heard the word practice, Ning Bufan took a few steps back, and his face felt like he was eating yellow lotus. Isn't this asking for trouble for me to practice with you, a monster? A civilized person like me, fighting and killing is really too harmful to his image.

"Haha, if you don't want to fight me, just say it, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Yang Zongyao laughed and patted Ning Bufan on the shoulder. "Young man, very good!"

"Yes, yes, yes, you are also very good." Ning Bufan felt that his bones were about to fall apart after being photographed for a few times, and he grinned bitterly.

"Hmm? You? Do you still call me using you?" Yang Zongyao suddenly stopped smiling, took a step forward with a gloomy face and stared at Ning Bufan.

"I..." Ning Bufan looked up like a bitter and hatred, and said tentatively, "Hero?"

"Hero?" Yang Zongyao's face became even more gloomy, like a gunpowder barrel that could explode at any time.

"Hero?"

"Hero?" Yang Zongyao's murderous intent was in his face, and his aura suddenly surged, and his appearance was extremely terrifying!

"What should I call it..." Ning Bufan felt that his tears were about to fall. He held the wall with both hands, his eyes were pitiful.
Chapter completed!