"There are so many treasures, and we only have ten groups of disciples to participate, so we will definitely not be able to distribute them, if we have to distribute these treasures, then there is only one way. "North Hell.

"What's the way?" Nangong Zheng said curiously.

"That is to revise the list of participants, starting from the lowest-level disciples, all the way to the highest-level disciples, the disciples of every realm have to end up in a martial arts!" Bei Minghong said with a straight face.

"Even the entry period is included?" Nangong Zheng said in surprise.

"Of course, otherwise how could we have finished the distribution!"

"Well, that's all there is to it. Nangong Zheng sighed slightly.

"Hehe, I know that there is a waste material in your Imperial Dao Sect, it seems that the reward for the entry period is going to be collected by me asking the Immortal Pavilion. Bei Minghong said with a smug face.

"Hmph! This martial arts tournament hasn't started yet, and it's not certain who will kill the deer, so let's talk about the list of participants. Nangong Zheng said angrily.

The waste material that Bei Minghong said was in the Imperial Dao Sect, how could he not know it? Speaking of which, this person is also a strange person, obviously cultivating so hard, but twenty years have passed, and that cultivation is still in the introductory stage.

"You don't need to be angry, didn't Zhang Chuyu you sent improve his cultivation. "North Hell.

"Hmph, don't you ask Lin Ruoxin of the Immortal Pavilion the same?" Nangong Zheng asked with an angry face.

"Hehe, let them solve the junior's affairs by themselves, come, let's discuss the list of participants again. Seeing that Nangong was about to go berserk, Bei Minghong quickly diverted his attention.

...

When Nangong was resetting the list of contestants with Bei Yinghong, Yue Ziyun pulled Chen Zishu on the way back to the guest room, they walked very slowly, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they were strolling.

Yue Ziyun leaned on Chen Zishu's body and walked with him snuggling up to each other, along the way, they also admired the vast night sky by the way, there were twinkling stars in the night sky, they were like naughty children, winking at them, and the bright moon was like their mother, guarding them.

"Waste, you're just a waste, the time of the day has passed, and the tasks assigned to you have not been completed, I don't think you want to sleep tonight?!"

Far away, Yue Ziyun heard a rather harsh reprimand, and as she spoke, she also heard the sound of whips rising and hitting the flesh.

When Yue Ziyun and Chen Zishu walked near the speaker, they saw what was going on.

The speaker was holding a whip in his hand, and in front of him was a man who looked very thin, but in front of him was covered with firewood, and he was walking towards the stake.

Yue Ziyun saw a long mark on his clothes, and there were blood stains on it, it looked like he had just been whipped, but he didn't make a sound.

After the thin man stopped in front of the stake holding the firewood, he began to chop firewood, Yue Ziyun thought that things would pass like this, but she was wrong, the speaker did not let go of the thin man, he came to him and continued to curse: "Damn waste, chopping firewood is so grinding and chirping, when you finish chopping firewood in this room, I think we will all starve to death!"

"Smack!"

The speaker whipped the thin man again, and the piercing blood flowed out like this, staining the thin man's clothes, but he seemed to be used to it, and he remained silent.

"Oh, how can this waste make our fat man angry? Eliminate the gas, eliminate the gas, what do you have to do with a waste, it's going to be a martial arts conference soon, I don't think he has the face to stay here anymore." But at that moment, suddenly a man came up to them, and when he spoke, he spoke with a strong mockery in his eyes.

"Hmph!" the whip-wielder, who was called a fat man by his newcomer, snorted coldly, and continued, "You also know that he is a waste, and if he stays here without being cheeky, where else can he go?"

"Hehe, I don't care if he lives or dies, I'm here to deliver dirty clothes, the clothes up and down in this sect, waiting for this waste to be washed out. As he spoke, he poured all the dirty clothes from the barrel he had dragged to the ground.

Speaking of this person, he was also cheap, and his dirty clothes were already dirty, but now he was thrown on the road full of mud, which made it even dirtier, and what was even more excessive was that when he spoke, he deliberately rubbed his feet on the dirty clothes, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of the washerman.

"Hmph! This waste hasn't even been chopped with firewood, and where can I do the laundry!" said the fat man with a sneering expression.

"Hey, that's going to be difficult, these clothes are all the ones that the disciples must wear during the martial arts conference, and the head of the sect has explained, because there is a distinguished guest in the door, so we all have to wear them cleanly, otherwise we will embarrass the masters." The newcomer said, holding his arms.

"Whatever, anyway, the masters blame it, it's all this waste problem. The fat man frowned.

He heard that the newcomer was using the masters to oppress people, but his cultivation was not as good as his, so he had to compromise, after all, now that this waste is here, he can completely shift all the responsibility to him, and in this way, he can also get rid of this thorn in his side.

"It's so lively here, let me see if this waste fills the tank with water. ”

While they were talking, a person came out of the room, and behind him there were several men of the same age as him, it seemed that they were all disciples of Nangong Zheng.

"Senior brother, this waste hasn't picked up water yet, I just looked, there are 30 water tanks, and only two of them are full. A man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks flattered the leading senior brother.

"Waste is waste, you can't even carry water!" said the leading senior brother with a disdainful expression.

"Senior brother, he's just a waste, don't be angry with him, your old man is angry. The man continued to stutter.

"This waste has been in the door for so long, eating and drinking in the door every day, but he has no cultivation level at all, I really don't know why the master hasn't driven him away!" the fat man said as he walked over to them.

"It's not because our master is kind-hearted, he never raises waste people in the door, and this kind of waste is only worthy of doing things that only people can do. The man who had just chatted with the fat man also came to this senior brother.

"Waste! You should hurry up, you will go to the laundry after chopping wood, and then go to fetch water, and don't forget to clean our room too! If I see you lazy, I will suck your skin!!" said the man viciously.

But the thin man, whom they called a waste, still did not say a word, and his breezy appearance was as if they were not talking about him, but only he knew how heavy the grief was in his heart.

"Hey, don't you see our senior brother here? Are you dumb or dead! Talk!!" After the flattering man was deflated, he was immediately angry, he usually relied on the relationship of the senior brother to show off his power everywhere, but in this waste, he could not get that kind of superior satisfaction, and the silence of the thin man undoubtedly made him feel frustrated.

"Smack!!" the whip whistled towards the thin man's body, adding new scars to his body as the whip left his back.

"This kind of waste that doesn't even dare to fart, as long as he hits more, he will know to be obedient. The fat man held up the whip and said with a smug face.

"Hahaha, that's right, waste is used to vent our gas. The leading senior brother said approvingly.

"Hahaha, you look at that waste eye, it seems to be looking at us just now, hahaha, he thinks his eyes can kill, or how to drop? Hahaha!! dead waste, give you an ambitious leopard guts, you don't dare to touch a finger of me. When the man saw the thin man being beaten, he immediately burst into laughter.

"Hahaha. ”

The rest of the people who were with them all looked at the thin man and laughed, as if this was something they were proud of, Yue Ziyun looked at their smiling faces, and for the first time felt that laughter could be so hateful.

Yue Ziyun and Chen Zishu listened here for a while, and only then did they know that they were bullying him like this because that person's cultivation was not as good as theirs, so what about her? Her cultivation was higher than that of Nangong Zheng and Bei Yinghong, so could she also trample these two people under their feet and torture them?

Although Yue Ziyun is a rude princess who does not learn and has no skills, she has never done such a bully, and Yue Ziyun's exquisite face is gradually becoming gloomy.

The laughter beside them continued, and when they laughed every time, the anger accumulated in Yue Ziyun's body would increase by a point, Yue Ziyun's hands were clenched into fists, until she couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed out like this, Chen Zishu saw Yue Ziyun passing, and he hurriedly chased after her.

"Hey, you stinky and shameless things, so many people bully one of others, you want to be shameless!" Yue Ziyun pointed at them and scolded.

"What are you, we're teaching you a lesson, what's your business!" said the flattering man.

"People in the world are in charge of the affairs of the world, let me see you bullying people, it's just not okay!" Yue Ziyun said angrily.

"Haha, where did the crazy woman come from, this is the dormitory of the disciples of the Imperial Dao Sect, how can you set foot in it, tell you, this is all up to our senior brother, I advise you, before he gets angry, it's better to get out of here!" said the flattering man arrogantly.

"Hehe, your senior brother, I thought your senior brother was Zhang Chuyu, who is this person?" Yue Ziyun sneered.

When they heard the three words Zhang Chuyu from Yue Ziyun's mouth, everyone's expressions changed, even the senior brother who was admired by them, although he was also a senior brother, but his junior disciples were only the ones in front of him, but Zhang Chuyu was different, he was Nangong Zheng's personal disciple, and his status was naturally much higher than his.

"What's the matter? When I heard Zhang Chuyu, I knew that I was scared? Weren't you very arrogant just now?" Yue Ziyun said with a look on her face.

This group of people were frightened by Zhang Chuyu's prestige, although Zhang Chuyu looked taciturn, but he was very strict, they all knew Zhang Chuyu's personality, so naturally they didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, especially in front of this, Yue Ziyun, who might be a friend of Zhang Chuyu's senior brother.

Just Zhang Chuyu frightened them, if they knew that the distinguished guest was the moon purple cloud in front of them, what would they have to be scared of?

Yue Ziyun saw that they shut up, and she didn't embarrass them anymore, she looked at the thin man, he was indifferent to what was happening in front of him, and there was no expression of joy or sadness on his face, Yue Ziyun suddenly thought that Lin Ruoxin often called Zhang Chuyu a wooden man, and she now felt that this thin man was more like a wooden man than him.

"Hey, what's your name, why are they bullying you, and you don't keep silent?" Yue Ziyun asked as she squatted beside the thin man.

"He won't answer you, we've been in the Imperial Dao Sect for so long, and we haven't heard him say a word. The fat man who was still holding the whip said.

"Do you want to talk more, believe it or not, my name is Zhang Chuyubian?" Yue Ziyun looked at him and said fiercely.