After fifty lashes, Lan Yan was still kneeling there.

It's not that he doesn't want to get up, it's that he hasn't fainted now, and it's already with his tenacious consciousness.

Su Ling knew that the other party would definitely not want her to help him, so she wanted to help him.

She waved her hand, and Lan Yan was invisibly held up.

Sure enough, Lan Yan looked at her with a hateful expression.

"Since you're okay, go back by yourself."

Su Ling glanced at Lan Yan, who couldn't die for the time being, and flew away.

Lan Yan looked at Su Ling in surprise.

Suddenly, my heart was even angrier.

Shouldn't he have been seriously injured and brought back in person?

"Senior nephew, why don't you stay here to recuperate?"

"No, you don't." Blue Death blocks the airway.

It was rare for the Lord of the Precept Peak to get closer to the disciple of his junior brother, but he touched a nose of ashes, and suddenly he, as the Lord of the First Peak, left in disgust.

His junior disciples, no matter what, are a little lax in choosing apprentices.

What kind of apprentice are you looking for?

One is worse than the other.

But everyone is an elder, and he can't say anything.

At most, when her disciples came here to be punished, he told people to be heavier and help his junior disciples teach more lessons.

Lan Yan is naturally empty and can't fly.

You can only walk down from the Precept Peak step by step, and then walk up to Ziyan Peak.

Along the way, he was expecting the little junior sister to pick him up, but the little junior sister didn't, and there were a lot of ridicules and so on.

So he hated Su Ling a little more.

If it weren't for Su Ling, he would have loved his clansmen, and he would not have suffered like this, let alone be ridiculed by others.

One day, he will trample her to the ground and trample on her.

The whip of the Discipline Peak is not an ordinary whip, and the wound can be healed without spiritual power, so Lan Yan left blood all the way here.

It wasn't until he reached the foot of Ziyan Peak, where everyone couldn't peep, that he fell at the foot of the mountain and lost too much blood and completely fainted.

After a while, Su Ling appeared here.

She looked at the man who fell to the ground, and directly used her spiritual power to lift him away.

This thing is really easy to use, and it can effectively avoid physical contact to prevent misunderstandings.

After Su Ling slipped the person to the cave, he threw the person on the bed.

Immortal cultivators don't need to sleep at all, they don't need to get up at all on weekdays, just like her cave doesn't have it at all.

So, this bed is for lying down when you are injured.

It seems that she will also buy one in the future.

Ahh

Su Ling waved his hand, and Lan Yan's already tattered clothes were torn apart.

His back was covered with scars, and he was still dripping with blood.

Su Ling took out the medicinal powder that was turned out of the cave and sprinkled it on Lan Yan.

After all, a few apprentices are always punished, and their spiritual power can't recover their wounds, so when she goes out to run errands, she will always come back with some medicine.

Su Ling looked at Lan Yan's injury and wanted to sprinkle some salt on it.

In the end, she endured the idea of sprinkling salt and quickly left the cave.

Fortunately, she left quickly, because at the same time as she left, Lan Yan woke up.

He stared blankly at his cave and the medicated wounds on his body.

There was joy in his eyes.

It must have been the medicine given to him by the little sister.

He couldn't think of anyone else but her.

As for Su Ling, he wouldn't even think about it.

After lying down for a few days, Lan Yan finally regained some strength.

He immediately changed his clothes and went to find Lan Shi.