Chapter 147: Tragic Punishment

The two hugged each other tightly, as if they were the only ones left in the world......

Beilin Wuwu didn't want to let go of her like this for a moment, as if he was afraid that as soon as he let go, she would disappear.

When did he start caring about her so much, he didn't even know himself......

After a long time, he reluctantly let go, and the two did not distance themselves too much.

"Apprentice, if your spiritual power is restored, shouldn't you accept the punishment?" The corners of his lips are hooked, and the arc is beautiful.

Punish... Punish.

Hearing these two words, Feng Yunyao's face stinked, last time in Changbai Divine Mountain, he said that he was cultivating his body, but ...... That method is simply abusing her.

How can anyone cultivate like that...... That's just death in death and death in death, thinking of those dumpling hands, she was depressed for a while.

Feng Yunyao swallowed her saliva, rubbed her hands, had a good expression on her face, and smiled very deeply: "Master, can you not choose to climb the mountain?"

"Yes"

Feng Yunyao's eyes lit up, but the next second it went dark.

"After you finish your training, go back to the academy and carry 500 buckets of water to the back mountain to water the flowers."

Feng Yunyao almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood, is it okay to be purple? Is the table sauce purple good!

Whining!

"Master~~"

"Huh?"

"I was really, really wrong, so ...... You punish lightly, I swear four (swear) I will never throw away what you gave me again, okay? โ€

"Well, it's good," Beilin Sanssouci rubbed her black hair with her hand.

Feng Yunyao once again thought that she didn't need to be punished, but she just ...... It seems that someone is just overthinking.

"Then, let's carry 400 barrels" โ•ฎ(โ•ฏ_โ•ฐ)โ•ญ was thundered again......

"Can you show that Jiang Zi treats your dear disciples, I'll be tired to death!"

"Be good, obedient, tell you to do it, you will go, don't you think it's too little, do you want to add more? How about a thousand barrels? Well? โ€

There is a tree in the back, please hit and die......

Feng Yunyao was unwilling, but, there was no way, who told her that she couldn't fight him...... I can only endure being bullied.

"Take it well, and next time I will find out what you threw away for your teacher...... It's not good," he said, as if he had deliberately stretched the last few words.

"No... No, I promise with my personality! Feng Yunyao said firmly, but on the surface it is one thing, but in her heart it is another, it's a big deal to let you see it anymore and throw it away, anyway, it's nothing.

Beilin Wuwu just raised his eyebrows, and then didn't say anything more, and the beautifully carved box appeared in his hand again, stretching out in front of her.

Feng Yunyao stretched out her hand to pick it up, and when she entered the depths of the Warcraft Forest, she wanted to do it for real, so she didn't have anything with her except the long sword and a point stone that Beilin Wuwu gave her.

"It's very dangerous here, you don't look for death like this, you don't even bring the microphone" He finished speaking in a stiff voice, and Feng Yunyao was scolded bloody.

"Master, I really feel wrong, really" This time, she was too careless.

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