Grabbing Zhu Bufan's hair, the young man pulled Xiao Zhu Bufan's whole person up, "Don't make a mistake, you are not a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, tell you that your status here is even lower than the dog you raised to play, if it weren't for the face of Elder Xiaoyao, a waste like you would not even be qualified to step into the Divine Moon Spirit Realm!"

After speaking, the young man slapped Zhu Bufan's face a few times, and the corner of Zhu Bufan's mouth bleed, "Do you understand? If that's the case, maybe Young Master Ben will let you go today. ”

"You...... Die, bully scum like you, I see it...... I want to throw up. Zhu Bufan, who was slapped with a swollen mouth, although he was a little slurred, he still scolded, and when he heard Zhu Bufan's words, the young sect master's face suddenly changed greatly, and he threw Zhu Bufan to the ground.

"I'll kill you, a dead bastard, a dead seed!" A group of people surrounded and kept stepping on Zhu Bufan, kicking Zhu Bufan so much that he could only bend over, and everyone was beaten, but they found that Zhu Bufan actually didn't snort, and after the young sect master led by Zhu Bufan was arrested again, he found that although Zhu Bufan was covered in bruises at the moment, he still gritted his teeth, and his eyes were staring at this young sect master like a sharp sword.

"What are you looking at?Ah, you defeated dog, what are you looking at?" Seeing that Zhu Bufan's eyes were still so arrogant, the violence in the young sect master's heart was completely drawn out, and with a hard pull, Zhu Bufan's face was fiercely pierced on the young sect master's knees.

"Hit, keep fighting, kill this young master, and tell my father to go. Throwing the bleeding Zhu Bufan back to the ground, these days the disciples of the Sword Sect surrounded Xiao Zhu Bufan again and punched and kicked him, as before, even if he was abused, Zhu Bufan still gritted his teeth and was unwilling to make a sound.

"Young Sect Master, if you continue to fight, you will really be killed, this guy is a waste, but it was brought by Elder Xiaoyao, if he is really killed......" A disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect who seemed to be a relatively stable focus, seeing that Zhu Bufan, who was surrounded and beaten, had basically come out with more breath and less breath, he came to the young sect master's ear and whispered.

"Forget it, let's stop. Hearing the words of this disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the young sect master finally asked people to stop, and when they dispersed, Zhu Bufan had already been beaten and covered in blood, but for such a long time, Zhu Bufan was still stunned and did not shout a word of pain.

"Dead waste, I heard it clearly, and when I saw Young Master Ben's words in the future, I automatically knelt down and kowtowed to Young Master Ben, do you know?" Pulling Zhu Bufan's hair, the young sect master pulled Zhu Bufan up again, but the first thing he saw was still Zhu Bufan's cold sword-like eyes, and in this look, there was more of a deep resentment.

After finding that he was actually startled by Zhu Bufan's cold and resentful eyes, the young sect master became angry again, looking at Zhu Bufan's eyes, the young sect master said: "Okay! You like to stare at people, right, I will gouge out your eyes today!"

With crazy thoughts, the young sect master was about to gouge out Zhu Bufan's eyes, and the people next to him saw that the young sect master was angry, although they felt a little excessive, but they still regarded it as invisible, and fought against the young sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect for the sake of a waste?

"Stop! what's going on!"

At the moment when the young sect master's finger touched Zhu Bufan's eyelids, a roar of anger came, and then, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect who was about eighteen or nine years old, obviously a generation higher than everyone present, swept over, looked at everyone and asked, "Don't you know that fighting is forbidden on Shenyue Peak?"

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Qian. Seeing the people coming, the disciples of the Sword Sect hurriedly saluted these days, and the young sect master also threw Zhu Bufan back to the ground in his hand, and then said: "Senior Brother Qian, you came just in time, this Zhu Bufan, actually provoked us without asking, so we just gave him a little lesson, let him know that he can't be too arrogant in Shenyue Peak." ”

"Hehe, it turned out to be the young sect master, it turned out to be like this, indeed, some guys now want to teach them well. Hearing the words of the young sect master, this senior brother hurriedly showed a smile and said, "What, is the young sect master finished teaching? If you haven't already, you can continue, and I can talk about the other mountain patrol brothers." ”

"Forget it, the young sect master still has something to do, this guy will let Senior Brother Qian, you clean it up, right, young sect master?" Hearing Senior Brother Qian's words, the person who had persuaded the young sect master just now hurriedly stood up and said, hearing his words, the young sect master was reluctant for a while, but after thinking for a while, he still nodded and said: "Okay, this young master is too lazy to worry about some waste." ”

"Hehe, that's good, these talents are not worthy of the young sect master's dirty hands. Hearing the words of the young sect master, Senior Brother Qian slightly bowed and asked the young sect master and his party to leave first, and after everyone left, Senior Brother Qian came to Zhu Bufan's side with a gloomy face, pulled Zhu Bufan's hair and pulled Zhu Bufan up and said: "You! deliberately caused trouble and brawl on Shenyue Peak, and according to the rules of the sect, you will be punished with ten lashes, can you not accept it?"

"Not convinced?hahaha...... I saw it today...... The most shameless ...... Pug ...... What does it look like...... Isn't it going to fight?...... Anyway, I was alone with more than a dozen of them...... Provocative brawl...... Zhu Bufan, who was beaten and bruised all over his body, finally couldn't help the ridicule that welled up from the depths of his heart after hearing Senior Brother Qian's question, and said intermittently while coughing up blood foam.

"You!!" Zhu Bufan's words made the patrol senior brother's face suddenly turn red, but soon regained his sneering look, and said: "Yes, compared to some self-defeating waste, it is much better, let me tell you, if it weren't for Elder Xiaoyao who brought you back, you would have been thrown out of this kind of waste, are you still qualified to speak here? Waste, if you are garbage, recognize yourself as garbage, don't think you are something, now you are just worthy of Lao Tzu licking the soles of your shoes." ”

Saying that, this senior brother threw Zhu Bufan down, stepped on Zhu Bufan's mouth and continued: "Glare, what are you staring at? Tell you, you are embarrassed here every day, and someone will come to clean you up one day, especially if you offend the young sect master now, he will use a lot of means to kill you, don't worry, I won't beat the ten whips, if you are killed, how can you watch this garbage being played by others?"

After stepping on a few feet and making Zhu Bufan's mouth full of mud, Senior Brother Qian spat on Zhu Bufan and turned to leave, after everyone left, Zhu Bufan finally couldn't hold back the tears of humiliation in his eyes, the man didn't flick his tears, even if he suffered all kinds of humiliation, Zhu Bufan didn't want the enemy to see his tears.

As the tears fell, the crack in Zhu Bufan's heart spread even bigger, and the slightest darkness began to grow in the crack in his heart, perhaps out of instinct to protect his soul, Zhu Bufan voluntarily sealed this memory deeply in the depths of his soul wound, allowing him to rot and flow in the gap between his soul.

In the end, Zhu Bufan didn't know who healed his injury, from that day on, the wound of Zhu Bufan's soul had begun to deteriorate, all the contempt and ridicule deeply stimulated his soul, although he wrapped the wound with indifference and indifference, he still endured constant ridicule and contempt and unfair treatment, and the precipitated hatred has grown into a towering tree in the gap between his heart.

"Yes, this is my experience in the Heavenly Sword Sect, this is my memory!!Why!!Why can they treat me like this!!Can I not hate?I hate!!" In the dark void, Zhu Bufan kept roaring loudly, and every fragment of these memories was a sharp sword, constantly stabbing Zhu Bufan's already scarred heart, making his heart even more bloody.

"Disappear! I don't want to look at it! Don't show it to me again!!Disappear, you all disappear for me!!!" The marquee-like fragments continued to stimulate Zhu Bufan's increasingly fragile nerves, Zhu Bufan kept bombarding the scenery in front of him, hoping to smash the scenery to pieces, but it was in vain.

"My master, this is a fragment of your own mind, but you don't even dare to face it now, and when do you want to escape?"

I saw that this woman, who was wearing a purple palace dress and had a stunning face that could not be used by people to have an ordinary alluring country, walked towards Zhu Bufan in a straight way, and walked three meters away from Zhu Bufan before stopping.

"Who are you?Why are you here?Get out!!Get out of here!!Get out of here!!Get out of here!!"