Lan Minjun informed everyone that Lan Ruoming had fallen into the secret technique and was forced to be tied up with Lan Qianqian.

Then, his gentle voice was full of pleading, "One hundred and seventy lashes down Lan Qianqian will definitely die, and Ah Ming will definitely be seriously injured by then, and I also ask the sect master to take care of innocent people." ”

Lan Minjun's voice fell, and the whispers of the disciples sounded again.

Everyone's dislike for Lan Xiqian was skyrocketing.

No wonder he dared to be so fearless, it turned out that it was because he tied other people's lives to his own!

It's disgusting!

The buzzing sounds drifted into Lan Xiqian's ears, and most of the words were inaudible, but some words were still heard.

Disgusting, hateful, damned.

Words like these floated to Lan Qianqian's ears.

Shen Bu turned his head to look at the elders.

I don't know what these elders will think.

Without waiting to discuss, Song Luo's cold voice sounded, "Young Master Lan can rest assured, the second elder has a lot of pills, and she will definitely be able to survive the one hundred and seventy lashes alive." ”

It is impossible to escape the whipping.

Lan Minjun was silent, but a look of pleasure flashed in his eyes.

As a great elder, this decision really won his heart!

One hundred and seventy lashes down, even if Lan Qianqian is alive, that bone is probably useless.

It's just that this end is not bad enough.

Shen Bu took a deep look at his sister, and then spoke to Lan Minjun, "Young Master Lan rest assured, our sect will definitely not affect innocent people." ”

This Lan Qianqian is definitely provoking her own sister, or provoking someone she cares about.

Lan Minjun raised his hand and saluted, as if he accepted this decision with trepidation.

Shen Bu raised his hand and waved.

The voice of the deputy hall master, Gu Jing Wubo, sounded, "Execution!" ”

Night Cold Star was led up by the disciples of the Discipline Hall, and he looked at Lan Qianqian who was tied to the pillar, his usual gentle expression revealed a little coldness.

In the next second, spiritual power poured out and approached Lan Qianqian's dantian.

The seemingly gentle spiritual power strongly wrapped around the flawless spiritual root.

Lan Xiqian breathed hard.

The hidden strong and fierce spiritual power began to peel off after wrapping around the spiritual root.

"Ahh

A terrible voice sounded, Lan Qianqian's face turned pale, and her thin body trembled.

Because of the degree of completion of the spiritual root, the speed at which the Night Cold Star peeled off the spiritual root was relatively slow, and Lan Qianqian's pain naturally doubled.

The flawless spiritual root was stripped away, and the glory bestowed on her by the spiritual root was also stripped away.

Night Chill Star quickly sent the spirit root into the crystal bottle.

He turned his head to the steward of the Discipline Hall on the side and bowed slightly, "The spiritual root has been stripped off. ”

The steward raised his hand and saluted the night cold star, and when he stepped off the judgment seat, an indifferent voice sounded, "Please quit whipping!" ”

The deputy hall master raised his hand, and a ring ruler shaped like a bamboo floated in the air.

"Please also ask the four elders to carry out the execution." The voice of the deputy hall master, Gu Jing Wubo, sounded.

The calm voice of the four elders sounded, "After our discussion, the deity used to be her master, and in order to avoid anyone saying that the deity was merciful, the five elders will do the work for the five elders. ”

The deputy hall master looked up.

Not only the deputy hall master, but Song Yizhi also looked over.

Rong Yueyuan executes?!

Song Yizhi felt that his brain was a little insufficient.

Lan Qianqian seems to love Rong Yueyuan, right?

Now that Rong Yueyuan has personally executed it, isn't this murderous?

Is...... Temew is looking forward to it!

Song Yizhi lowered his head to hide the waves in his eyes, and then tried to suppress the rising corners of his mouth.

Rong Yueyuan got up, raised his hand and waved, and the whip in the hand of the deputy hall master appeared in his hand.

"Since the four elders trust the deity, the deity will do it for you." The warm voice is very recognizable.

Lan Xiqian raised her head suddenly, she still couldn't see the man on the high platform clearly, and the cold sweat that hurt on her forehead slipped down and slipped into her eyes.

Sweat stimulated her to tears.

"No, no......" Lan Xiqian squeezed out a few words in her hoarse throat.

It can't be the Five Elders!

No!

Lan Minjun took in Lan Qianqian's embarrassed appearance, and the panic on her face was also captured.

The five elders execute......

The curvature of Lan Minjun's mouth rose a little.

Lan Xiqian's voice was not heard, or ignored.

Rong Yueyuan's figure flashed, and the person stood on the judgment platform.

The spiritual power was injected into the whip, and the whip instantly showed its original appearance.

"Smack!"

As soon as the whip went down, Lan Qianqian gritted her teeth and resisted, but the blue tendons that erupted on her forehead showed how painful this whip was.

Lan Xiqian tried to see the man's appearance clearly.

The man who held the whip was gentle and noble, but his expression was so cold and indifferent.

If there is a god, it is probably like that.

But why is this god so cruel?

Lan Xiqian bit through the soft flesh in her mouth, and her mouth was filled with a smell of blood.

The steward on one side said indifferently, "One." ”

Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and fell.

"Two."

"Three."

"Four."

……

The ten ring whips fell, and the clothes on Lan Qianqian's body were already stained with blood, and her breath was weak.

Rong Yueyuan stopped.

The second elder raised his hand and waved, and a porcelain vase fell in front of the steward.

The steward walked up and checked it, then poured out an elixir and opened Lan Qianqian's mouth and stuffed it in.

The melt-in-the-mouth elixir quickly took effect, and Lan Qianqian, who was full of anger, gradually recovered.

But before she could recover, a whip came down.

Lan Xiqian was so painful that she couldn't scream, and tears blurred her eyes and ran down her face.

Lan Minjun glanced at his sister and was a little relieved to make sure she wasn't affected.

At this time, Ye Hanxing walked up to Lan Minjun with a bottle and said softly, "Sister Ling's relics." ”

Lan Minjun's hand to pick up the crystal bottle trembled a little, and he couldn't help but reddened his eyes after taking the bottle.

"Thank you, Nightboy." Lan Minjun lowered his eyes slightly to hide his gaffe.

Nightshade waved his hand, then returned to his seat.

Lan Ruoming looked at the crystal bottle's transparent and flawless spiritual root, and couldn't help but redden.

The movement here still attracts a lot of attention.

When many people heard Ye Hanxing's words, they looked at the two brothers and sisters with red eyes, and their expressions were different.

Some felt sorry for the two siblings, and some looked at Lan Xiqian with disgust.

After getting the purpose he wanted, Lan Minjun restrained his exposed emotions.

Lan Ruoming wanted to get the crystal bottle, but she didn't have the courage to stretch out her hand.

If I had been a little better at the time, I might have been able to protect my mother and little sister, and my little sister is ...... now

Lan Ruoming lowered her eyes.

Lan Minjun took the time to glance at the judgment table, then raised his hand and touched his sister's head, silently comforting her.

Song Yizhi stood on the high platform and watched.

Almost every ten lashes, Lan Qianqian had to be fed a pill to continue her life.

After a hundred lashes, Lan Qianqian was covered in blood, and her clothes were not torn, but there was no good ground under her clothes.

She was like a person fished out of blood water, and she was a little scary.

Song Yizhi grabbed his fingers and calculated.

There are still seventy lashes, and I don't know if she can stand it.

However, it's really like what my mother said, the pill is enough.

"One hundred and ten."

……

"One hundred and thirty."

……

"One hundred and fifty."

……

The steward's indifferent voice kept ringing.

……

"One hundred and seventy."

The steward's indifferent voice fell, and Rong Yueyuan stopped.