Yun Bilu was really happy when she was affirmed by her son. She knew that she could not achieve this result without her sincere teaching and guidance.

In the following spin dart shooting, it is not so difficult, the foundation is laid, and the training difficulty is better.

But she is also strict with herself.

Spinning shooting, action dart shooting, after Yun Bilu passed the level, the training venue moved to the outdoor.

Yun Bilu continued to work hard, and in the follow-up stage, Master Qingzhen also observed every day, and then continued to guide and strive for excellence.

A week later, when Yun Bilu was able to leave the school, the son of Qingzhen suddenly spurted blood.

"Son, son, what's wrong with you..."

"Son, don't scare us..."

"Quick, quick, inform Tai Lao, emergency rescue..."

"Faster……"

"Emergency notice, quickly prepare the medical team..."

Yun Bilu hasn't recovered from the joy, seeing the son vomiting blood, and then everyone's panic look, her face also turned white, her body shook, the son, he, he would not be in danger of life?

Yun Bilu suddenly blamed herself on her guilt all because she wanted to learn this. If she knew it earlier, she could not.

Yun Bilu's face was white and almost unsteady. She was obviously, saying that now it is useless, and she can only hope that the son's body is fine.

Seeing that an ambulance staff pushed the car to take the son away, Yun Bilu also quickly followed.

Outside the special rescue room, Yun Bilu folded her hands, kept walking back and forth, and her heartbeat was accelerating, hoping that the son would be fine, or her conscience would be uneasy.

Although it was only a week, the son did not talk much, mostly teaching her, but she treated the son as a master from the bottom of her heart.

In fact, sometimes, being a master is not necessarily old. Although the young man looks like he is in his twenties, he is very strong. It is normal for people to respect him as a master.

And in Yun Bilu's psychology, the son is very responsible for teaching her. If the son does not bother to teach her, the son will not be so tired.

Tai Lao hurried over when he received the news. He was in a hurry and his face was covered with sweat. He didn't have time to wipe it.

"How is your son?"

Yun Bilu told the situation truthfully, and then expressed self-blame and guilt.

Tai Lao looked at Yun Bilu and looked down like a child who made a mistake. He reminded him of his granddaughter, patted her on the shoulder, and sighed: "Don't be sad to blame yourself, the son's body is like this, from time to time If you have a problem, you should pay more attention."

Yun Bilu said hesitantly: "Son, has his body always been like this?"

"Hey, this has always been the case, and it has something to do with his identity and ability. Hui Ji will hurt, and there is a certain reason. All these years have been well adjusted, but it cannot be cured."

Yun Bilu lowered her head and felt uncomfortable. She suddenly realized that she was still weak and could not help the people around her.

Tai Lao looked at Yun Bilu's expression and comforted: "The toughness of your body is the son's fancy. The son's unique skill is flying across the sky, and he has never found a successor. It is also a relief to see you can inherit it. thing."

Yun Bilu suddenly looked up, "Tai Lao, generally such stunts, haven't they been passed down from generation to generation?"

Thai Lao's face dimmed, "But the son's body may be..."

Halfway through, Tai Lao couldn't continue.

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