Han Yun is now poor and white, and he has no achievement points at all, so he can only exchange it when he has it later.

Suddenly, Han Yun thought of something and hurriedly asked,

"Is there no mall in the system? It's the kind of thing that you can freely choose to redeem, not what you give and what I want. ”

[The host is too low to be unlocked]

"What do I need to unlock the mall?"

This time, however, the system did not make any sound.

Forget it, let's buy the herbs and the Dan furnace first.

Early the next morning, Han Yun went out, deliberately dressed up in disguise, and wore a hat on his head, and went out to buy something.

At the same time, to the south of Asaka Peak.

Not all disciples can live on the mountain, and there are many disciples and families living in the wider area below the mountain.

Most of these families have lived in the Yin-Yang Sect for generations, and they are attached to the sect, and the young children of their families can also become disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect.

On the hillside, on a wide martial arts training ground, many disciples are gathering, practicing martial arts or fighting each other.

At this time, a group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old young disciples walked over, led by one person, dressed in luxurious clothes, with his hands behind his back, taking figure-eight steps, nostrils facing the sky, looking indispensable.

When the surrounding disciples saw the young man who was the leader, they got out of the way one by one as if they were hiding from the plague god and went farther away to practice martial arts.

Among this group of people, a thin teenager immediately walked away after seeing this group of people.

He bowed his head and looked timid.

"Alas, Peng Cheng, where are you going, brother is here to find you this time, come and learn from each other."

The young man in the costume called out to the cowardly boy.

"I can't beat you, I won't fight with you."

Peng Cheng raised his head and said that he was raising it, but in fact, he was still half-low, and he didn't dare to look at the other party.

"Yo, this martial arts are making progress together, and the sect is also encouraging, if you don't agree to talk to you, do you look down on me Liu Yuan?"

Liu Yuan took a group of younger brothers and strode towards Peng Cheng.

The surrounding disciples, seeing this scene, behaved differently.

Some of them watched coldly, some were ready to watch a good show with playfulness in their eyes, and some of them laughed directly.

Everyone knows that Liu Yuan is the son of a family, the family is rich and powerful, and he often leads a group of dogs to bully other disciples.

And the one who was bullied the most was the thin Peng Cheng.

Liu Yuan quickly ran to Peng Cheng, who was walking, and kicked him hard, and Peng Cheng fell to the ground with a thud.

"Liu Yuan, what are you doing, I said I won't talk to you."

Peng Cheng sat on the ground, covered his waist and said angrily.

Where is this fighting, this is bullying, that is, unilateral beating.

"Ouch, dare to bark, my dog doesn't dare to bark at me, beat him up for me!"

Liu Yuan took a group of younger brothers and punched and kicked Peng Cheng.

"You're crazy, aren't you crazy?"

Liu Yuan scolded while kicking back.

Peng Cheng curled up on the ground, holding his head with both hands, tears falling on the dust and turning into mud.

The fists and feet fell on his body, and every heavy blow made Peng Cheng feel a pain in his heart.

These people don't take it seriously, it's just to show off their might and have fun.

But compared to the pain in his body, the grievances and hatred in Peng Cheng's heart are the most unbearable.

In his ears, there were all kinds of insulting and insulting voices, and foul language was unbearable.

There were hundreds of disciples around, but none of them helped him.

Those people, some of them watched coldly, and they didn't care about themselves.

Some of them coaxed on the side, shouting and beating well, in order to curry favor with Liu Yuan.

Some people laughed loudly at Peng Cheng, saying that he would only lie on the ground like a dead dog and deserve to be beaten.

Some people even say that you are so crazy, you deserve to be beaten, and you deserve to be killed.

Every time Liu Yuan beat him, he would say that he was crazy.

He doesn't understand, really.

He was in the sect, walking with his head down.

When he sees them, he will hide away.

He never provoked them, didn't fight, didn't curse.

Why is he mad?

Later, he kind of understood......

Whether he is crazy or not, in fact, depends on whether he has many friends, whether he has money in the family, whether his clothes are expensive enough, if he is really crazy, he really fights every day, and he can really press the other party to the ground and rub it......

Well, maybe he's not crazy.

Peng Cheng is just a child in a small mountain village outside the Yin-Yang Sect, his parents died early, and his grandparents raised him with hard work, and later he was fortunate to worship the Yin-Yang Sect to learn martial arts, and his grandparents were happy, and they kept telling him before leaving, practice martial arts well, and don't cause trouble.

He has no money and power, his realm is low, and he can't eat enough every day when he was a child, which causes his body to be thin and weak, and when he comes to the Yin Yang Sect, people like him naturally become the target of bullying by others.

Liu Yuan bullied him, and he also went to tell the master, but the master only reprimanded Liu Yuan a few words, thinking that it was just a child's play, so he sent them away.

Afterwards, Liu Yuan beat him up again in retaliation, that time, he thought he was going to be beaten to death, and later, he lay in bed for half a month.

In that half a month, he figured out that no one would help him.

Liu Yuan and the others beat too hard, and just when Peng Cheng thought he couldn't stand it, a coquettish cry suddenly came from in the distance.

"Stop!"

Peng Cheng's body shook slightly, put down the hand protecting his head, and looked up curiously.

He couldn't figure out that in the sect, there would be someone who would come to save him?

Liu Yuan stopped his bullying and turned his head to look, only to see two beautiful female disciples glaring at him.

"Yo, isn't this Zheng Yulin, what's the matter, I want to participate in Huanxi Zen with my brother? Double repair? ”

"Hahahaha......"

When Zheng Yulin heard this, her angry silver teeth clenched, and she pointed at Liu Yuan's nose and scolded,

"Okay, you Liu Yuan, you're bullying people again, and you dare to tease me, see if I don't break your dog's leg today!"

"Heh, I said why did you get fat today, it turned out that you invited Senior Sister Ling'er, what's the matter, you want more people to bully me and fewer people? There are no doors! ”

Liu Yuan glanced at Jun Ling'er with fear, Jun Ling'er's performance in the big competition was obvious to everyone, he didn't think that he would be Jun Ling'er's opponent.

As for the fact that there are more people and there are fewer people......

He automatically ignored what he was doing.

"Beat you bedbug, why do you need Senior Sister Ling'er to make a move, I can beat you all over the ground to find teeth."

"Okay, since you're going to go head-to-head, then don't blame the senior brother for not having pity on the jade."

Liu Yuan looked at Zheng Yulin with a sneer, he knew the strength of the other party, he had brute force, but he was not flexible enough, every time he fought against himself, he was played around.

"Less nonsense!"

Zheng Yulin snorted, rushed over, and punched Liu Yuan's face.