Qiu Lu hugged Hua Futian and took a few steps back, away from the man in black lying on the ground.

"Curator Jin, there's still gas!"

Curator Jin looked at Hua Futian, "When it's cold!" ”

"Today's incident has nothing to do with Qiu Lu, it's all done by me alone, Director Jin, if you want to punish me, punish me" Hua Futian pushed Qiu Lu away.

Qiu Lu grabbed her arm and shook her head, "No, when it's cold, you're all for me"

"Shut up, I'll take care of this alone"

Curator Jin said, "Okay, kneel, thirty lashes"

Hua Futian knelt on the ground, and Director Jin said, "Come here with a whip"

Qiu Lu followed Hua Futian and knelt on the ground, "The curator is my fault, regardless of the fault of the cold time"

The little guy took the whip, and Qiu Lu hugged Hua Futian, and the tears couldn't stop flowing out, "It's not the fault of the cold time"

Hua Futian looked at Sanwen, "Sanwen pulled the autumn dew away"

Sanwen looked at Curator Jin hesitantly, and Curator Jin was angry, "What are you looking at, don't hurry up and pull it away"

Sanwen hurriedly went over to pull away the autumn dew.

Zhongli Juntian watched the scene below and walked down, he came to Qiu Lu with his coat, put on Qiu Lu's coat, pushed Sanwen away, and grabbed Qiu Lu.

Hua Futian gathered his hair and piled it in front.

Qiu Lu noticed that Zhong Li Jun Tian was busy begging him, "Please, Jun Gongzi knows that you can help Han"

Hua Futian looked at Qiu Lu's side, "Don't ask for him!" ”

Zhongli Juntian originally wanted to speak, but now he changed his attention.

Everyone made way of space, and Curator Jin raised the whip in his hand and hit Hua Futian's back.

"Slap, slap ......" Every whip Curator Jin used his strength, and the white profane clothes on his body were quickly stained with blood, and Hua Futian didn't make a sound.

"Curator, I beg you...... Don't hit...... It's all about protecting me when it's cold...... You hit me......"

The tenth whip came down, and a figure jumped down from the second floor and grabbed the whip raised by Curator Jin.

"That's enough, stinky old man, he's here to save his partner" Azala really couldn't stand it anymore, she had to be guarded so that she couldn't get hurt.

Director Jin said, "Girl, this is our family matter, regardless of your business"

Hua Futian struggled to say "桫椤...... Whatever your business ......"

She deliberately disguised herself as a man today, and she was alone in the entire Green Creek Pavilion, and he didn't appreciate it, "Let him fight again, what should I do if I kill you!" ”

"Get out of the way!" Flower blessing heavenly way.

Azalder angrily released the whip, "You wooden head, I don't care about you"

She snorted coldly and stood aside.

The sound of whips rang out one after another, Hua Futian's back was already stained red with blood, she clenched her teeth, cold sweat was on her forehead, and her hands clenched her pants.

"...... in the cold" tears blurred Qiu Lu's eyes, except for the sound of the whip, it was the voice of his pleading.

He An stood on the second floor and quietly watched as Curator Jin waved his whip and beat it down.

At the end of the thirty lashes, Director Jin threw down the whip in his hand, "Someone comes, send him to the official, and the one on the ground is also sent over, and he is accused of killing someone!" ”

The little guy dragged Hua Futian outside, the back of the thirty whips was already blurred, ordinary people had only breath out and no in, he could still stay awake, Qiu Lu broke away from Zhong Li Juntian's hand, pounced on Hua Futian and hugged her tightly.

Yinshan hurried down from the upper floor and knelt down in front of Hua Futian.

Qingmei, Bihu, Qingxue, Forsythia, Chickweed, etc. all knelt in front of Hua Futian and interceded for her.

"What are you doing one by one!" Curator Jin didn't want to do this either, there were all the honorable adults upstairs, they didn't speak, and if they didn't pretend to collide with them, something would happen to the people in the Green Creek Pavilion.