"Bang ......"

With a muffled sound, an emaciated young man in a white robe was smashed into the grand and spacious square.

"The inner disciple Beichen, because the dantian was broken, there was no chance to cultivate, so he was immediately expelled from Qingyun Gate, and he was not allowed to step into Qingyun Gate for half a step for life. ”

This was followed by a cold, loud shout. This shout seemed to be deliberately attracting the attention of more people, and there was a slight fluctuation of spiritual power in the voice.

The sudden shout, like a stone dropped on the surface of a silent lake, rippled over the calm square. Suddenly, there was a commotion in the slightly quiet square, and curious eyes involuntarily threw themselves here.

"Wang Ze, Zhang Quan, you ......"

The thin young man who was thrown on the square, supported himself with elbows with difficulty, staring at the two people in front of him with bloodshot eyes, just spit out a few words, suddenly there was a pain in his chest, and a bloody arrow spurted out, sprinkled on the snow-white robe, and the scarlet was particularly dazzling under the cloudy sky.

"Huh, isn't that Senior Brother Beichen?"

"It's really Senior Brother Beichen, how can this be?"

"It is said that Senior Brother Beichen was attacked by someone and shattered his dantian, and he can no longer cultivate. ”

At this time, the crowd gathered around, pointing and discussing, discussing in a whisper, and the sound of chirping was endless, making the already quiet square even more noisy.

"Wang Ze, Zhang Quan, how can you do this to me?" Beichen gently wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, glared angrily at the two in front of him, and roared in a low and hoarse voice.

"Hehe......"

A burst of piercing laughter came, and then one of the two of them, a fat young man, said proudly, "Do you think you are still the former genius Senior Brother Beichen? You are now a waste whose dantian is broken and cannot be cultivated. ”

"Zhang Quan, you ......" Beichen said angrily, and before he could spit out the words in his mouth, he was directly interrupted by a contemptuous voice.

"Hehe, you are just a water dog that can only lie on the ground and roar now, and you are no longer the first disciple of Qingyunmen. If you can wag your tail at me, maybe I'll be happy and go and ask the door master to intercede, so that you can stay in Qingyunmen to clean up the feces, wouldn't it be beautiful to be crippled!"

Zhang Quan's side said a thin young man who looked like a bamboo pole.

"Let the original first disciple clean up the feces, Wang Ze, you are really bad!" Zhang Quan looked at Beichen who was glaring angrily, and then said: "But this is really an interesting idea!"

"Haha......"

After speaking, Zhang Quan and Wang Ze glanced at each other and laughed loudly, the mockery, contempt, and arrogance in the laughter did not cover it up in the slightest.

"Hahahaha......"

The laughter and conversation between the two aroused the laughter of most of the people who gathered around the play, and suddenly the entire wide square was overflowing with laughter. A light breeze blows the surrounding leaves and sways around, like cheering and depressing.

The incessant laughter was like ten thousand sharp steel needles stabbing Beichen's fast-beating heart, making him feel like he was on the verge of hell, suffering the pain of peeling and cramping. Trembling all over, and then with a smack of throat, a stream of scarlet spurted out, like a rain of blood, falling down in the wind, which was particularly dazzling.

Beichen used all his strength, endured the double severe pain in his body and heart, and stood up with his broken body, and swayed up with Beichen, but saw that the ground paved with a solid material such as green jade appeared, and a fine crack like a spider's web spread out from Beichen's feet.

Beichen's indifferent eyes swept from the ridicule of Wang Ze and Zhang Quan in front of them, to the crowd around and laughing.

Looking at these familiar faces that he was once extremely familiar with, extremely close, and regarded as a family by himself, a series of happy and sweet pictures came to mind, flashing quickly, like a dream, making Beichen's dark eyes feel slightly red, and the tip of his nose was sour.

Everyone looked at Beichen's reddened eyes, and they all lowered their heads involuntarily, not daring to bear it or ashamed!

The noisy square suddenly sank into silence, and the pin drop could be heard.

"What are you looking at, rubbish? Hurry up, this is no longer a place for a waste like yours. Zhang Quan's angry voice broke the rare tranquility.

Beichen also came back to his senses from his memories. There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, and there is no dream in the world that will not wake up, of course...... Unless you're dead, that's a different story!

I woke up from the dream, and it was time to leave, Qingyunmen was not destined to be my home, and ...... I don't belong to this world!

Beichen shook his head lightly, laughed at himself, ignored Zhang Quan's angry scolding, bit his silver teeth, pressed the sharp pain in his chest, bent down to pick up the black cloth burden that fell to the ground, patted it gently, leaned on his back, and walked away.

Beichen staggered and staggered, one step at a time, as if he would fall at any time, and his white robe was also stained with crimson, and his back was lonely and lonely.

"Senior Brother Beichen is so pitiful, let's send him!" In the crowd, some girls had red eyes and sour noses.

"Yes, Senior Brother Beichen, you are going to leave our Qingyunmen today and go to find your own broad road, why don't you let Senior Brother and I send you well. If it is the day when Senior Brother Beichen soars, don't forget the friendship between Senior Brother and I!"

After a burst of yin and yang strange words, Wang Ze's thin figure jumped in front of Beichen briskly like a spirit monkey, opening his arms to block Beichen's way, and his thin face was full of undisguised ridicule and disdain.

"Haha, Senior Brother Beichen, what Wang Ze said is right, let's finally do our best to do our brother-in-law friendship. Zhang Quan's fat-headed and big-eared face also stood in front of Beichen, and said playfully.

Beichen didn't want to pay attention to the two of them anymore, glanced at the two of them indifferently, turned around and walked away. But Zhang Quan and Wang Ze didn't let Beichen get their wish, Beichen went to the left, the two also moved to the left, Beichen went to the right, the two also moved to the right, the two of them were like two sitting on a hill, blocking Beichen's way.

"Get out of the way. Beichen slowly raised his head, looked at the two of them indifferently with dark eyes, and roared in a low voice.

Zhang Quan and Wang Ze met in Beichen's indifferent eyes like knives, listening to the cold voice, the two of them were like being in an ice cellar, their bodies were slightly cold, they trembled slightly, and they couldn't help but take a small step back.

Beichen looked at them so lightly, and the small movements of the two of them taking a step back were also completely in their eyes, the corners of their mouths were slightly twitched, and they smiled faintly, showing their disdain.

Wang Ze and Zhang Quan looked at the disdain on Beichen's face, thinking about the strength of their body quenching realm, they were actually scared back by the waste in front of them, and their faces couldn't help but redden, and the two of them were immediately angry.

"Hmph, waste, do you think you are still the same senior brother Beichen as before, do you think you still have the strength of the Gang Qi Realm, do you think that now is still the time when we need to be respectful to you?" Zhang Quan said angrily, his fat face became angry, his face was flushed, no different from a watermelon without skin.

"That is, now we are the inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and we have the strength of the Seven Levels of the Quenching Body Realm. And what about you? You are a waste who can no longer cultivate, a wild dog that has been swept out of the Qingyun Gate, and you still dare to bark here? Haha......" Wang Ze sneered with his thin bamboo pole face.

Listening to the piercing ridicule of the two, looking at the increasingly ugly faces of the two, Beichen opened his mouth to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound no matter what, so he had to laugh at himself.

"These two people, are they so mean? Maybe it's because they've shown the most humble and respectful smile in front of them over the years, so now they want to get it back......" Thinking of this, the self-deprecation on the corner of Beichen's mouth became even stronger.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Beichen asked lightly.

"Hehe, what are you doing? We just want to send Senior Brother Beichen. However, since Senior Brother Beichen, you are a wild dog who has been swept out of the house, dog, of course, you have to go where the dog should go, and get under my crotch, we will let you go. Wang Ze said playfully, and after speaking, he had already split his legs, stood in front of Beichen, and pointed downward.

"Senior Brother Beichen, drill quickly, don't waste the friendship of your junior brother! Zhang Quan echoed on the side.

Beichen's cold eyes stared at the two people in front of him, his silver teeth were clenched, his ten fingers were clenched into fists, his fingertips made a 'pop' sound, and his slightly sharp nails pierced deeply into his palms, bringing a burst of heart-piercing pain...... Traces of blood slowly spilled out of his palms, dripping to the ground along his clenched fists, making a 'tick-tock' sound.

"Zhang Quan, Wang Ze, you ...... Ahem...... "Beichen was just about to speak, because he was so angry, he was already injured, and then coughed up a bloody arrow and sprinkled it on the ground.

"Senior Brother Beichen is so pitiful, and he is usually very good to all of us, and Senior Brother Zhang Quan and Senior Brother Wang Ze are so excessive, let's help Senior Brother Beichen!" Some female disciples couldn't bear Beichen being humiliated like this, their eyes were red, and they spoke weakly.

"Forget it, Senior Brother Beichen's era has passed. We, the outer disciples, are soft-spoken, in case we offend Senior Brother Wang Ze and Senior Brother Zhang Quan, how can we stay in Qingyunmen in the future. ”

"That's right, we didn't fall into the well, and we are already worthy of Senior Brother Beichen's care for us. ”

"yes, yes......"

The crowd echoed the words.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Beichen, hurry up and drill! Why don't I let Senior Brother I help you!" Zhang Quan smiled playfully, took two steps forward, stretched out his right hand, and prepared to press Beichen to his knees on the ground.

"Zhang Quan, stop. At this moment, a loud shout came, and a group of people dressed in the costumes of the inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect slowly walked towards this side.

In the midst of the crowd, a handsome young man was approached like a moon in the stars, and it was obvious that the loud shout just now was made by this person.