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Qiao Feng laughed. "Brother Wang Yue, you are right. These are all things that Qiao Feng should do!"

After drinking the wine, Wang Yue got up and said, "Joe Wang, even if we drink all the wine in the pub with our capacity for liquor, we won’t get drunk. I think that’s it for today. We have to hurry and leave."
Qiao Feng nodded, "In that case, Wang Yue brothers take care."
"Joe, take care," Wang Yue said. "A Bi, let’s go."
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Wang Yue was a little depressed all the way, as if she had something on her mind.
A Bi asked, "Brother Wang Yue, what happened to you?"
Wang Yue shook his head and said, "No."
Qiao Feng’s return this time was his disaster. Ma Dayuan died, and then Qiao Feng was forced out of the Beggars’ Sect. His adoptive parents and mentor were killed, and he was spurned by the whole Jianghu.
"Qiao Feng’s last hero" Wang Yue heart andao.
Wang Yue secretly shook his head and said, "None of this has anything to do with me. Wang Jiacun wants his parents, sister and A Bi to be safe."
Wang Yue and A Bi came back quickly and rushed back to Wang Jiacun in ten days.
"Wang Yue, your father is ill. Hurry back and have a look."
A middle-aged woman in Wang Jiacun saw Wang Yue coming back and said
"My father is ill?" Wang Yue was surprised. "Aunt Qin, isn’t my father well? Why is he ill again?"
"Well, I don’t know. You’d better go back and have a look."
Wang Yue came home with A Bi, and sure enough, his father was already in bed.
"Dad" Wang Yue shouted.
Chapter 12 Imperial Doctor "The Enemy of Hades"
"Dad, aren’t you already well?" Wang Yue asked.
Wang Danhe was seriously ill four years ago, but he was cured after conditioning and treatment, but now the disease has appeared again, which surprised Wang Yue.
Wang Danhe said with a wry smile, "I was brought out of my womb with this disease. It’s so easy to cure. I’m very satisfied to be alive now."
Wang Yue consoled, "Dad, don’t worry. I will definitely find a way to cure your illness. There must be a miraculous doctor in this Jianghu who can cure your illness."
Speaking of imperial doctor Wang Yue thought of Xue Muhua.
Wang Yue’s dark father recuperated his body and then said, "Dad, you’d better practice boxing with me. You can control your illness even if you can’t recover from it."
In recent years, Wang Yue wanted his parents to practice boxing, but they just didn’t agree that fighting and killing were martial arts, but they were all honest. How could cultivators learn those killing methods?
No matter how Wang Yue explains it, they won’t believe in martial arts for health preservation.
Now Wang Yue has to deal with the past again.
"Yueer killing things your dad I can’t do or forget it," Wang Danhe said with a sigh.
Wang Yuenai said, "Dad, this martial arts is to strengthen the body. Killing is some manifestation of martial arts. Do you think I am getting younger and younger after practicing boxing? Do I look like I’m twenty now? "
At Wang Yue, Wang Yue’s mother suddenly became surprised.
Wang Yue is just like a 17-year-old boy. He doesn’t feel like a 20-year-old who meets every day. But now Wang Yue has discovered that Wang Yue is a few years younger than his real age.
"Old man, just listen to your son and practice martial arts," Wang Yue’s mother advised.
Wang Danhe nodded. "Well, then practice."
Wang Yue said happily, "Mom, you will get better and better if you practice together."
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