Xuanting Courtyard

Hua Rong lowered his body, hung his head, and respectfully presented the original whip in his hand.

Hua Qinyan reached out and took it, and slammed it on the ground, making a clear sound of "pop", which was full of deterrence.

"Master......" Hua Rong still wanted to persuade something, but Hua Qinyan didn't even look at him, and stepped forward and whipped it.

"Smack," the bone-eroding pain fell on his body, Han Mo snorted in pain, the flesh on the back and front shoulders opened, and the outer robe and inner clothes were directly scratched and stained with bright red blood, which was extremely dazzling.

"Senior brother!!" Hua Rong turned to look at him in fright, only to see him hang his head and his face began to turn pale.

It's just a whip that has caused him to suffer so badly, you can imagine the power of this original whip.

"Smack!"

Painting Qinyan shook it up with a whip again, "Let me ask you, leave halfway and go to the Fengling Xuan Pavilion, is it wrong to be good?!" ”

"Master?!" Hua Rong was so anxious that she almost rushed up and stopped the painting.

Han Mo sneered, "Disciple... That's right. ”

He didn't admit it, and left halfway to Fengling Xuan Pavilion just to worry about Miao Yuan, this was his own business, and he didn't think it would hinder him anything.

"Okay, you're right, aren't you?" The third whip was pumped up, still under the whip marks in the first two places of his wound.

"Master!!" Hua Rongbang knelt down, kowtowed to him and said, "Don't fight, the junior brother didn't mean to leave." ”

"You're not wrong, am I wrong to be a master?!"

Han Mo lowered his head, gritted his teeth and did not say a word. Because he knows in his heart that no matter whether he is wrong or not, he must make him admit his mistake when he paints his face.

Because of his face, he doesn't like disciples who don't listen to his orders, or the closed disciples he specially recognizes. He would never allow such a disciple to go against his own will and the decisions he made.

"Above the main hall, in front of so many people, I argued with that Yu Juncheng and left the table in a bad mood! You are so good, you dare to carry me behind my back, and secretly stay at Fengling Xuan?! ”

"Smack!" The fourth whip was drawn.

"You say, are you wrong?!"

Hua Rong knelt on the ground, pleading and said in a trembling voice: "Master, don't fight, please forgive your junior brother this time." ”

Hanmo couldn't stand the beating, and lay on the ground, the scars on his back one after another, shocking, "Disciple ......"

He gritted his teeth and insisted, "That's right. ”

"Smack!" The fifth whip hit him, and he lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

"You still dare to be hard-mouthed?!"

"That Yu Juncheng just counted me down on the main hall with his front foot, and your back foot appeared in front of his eyes?"

"Let me ask you, you are not annoying his hatred, being hated by him, what are you doing?!"

"Master!!" Hua Rong sobbed, "You really can't fight anymore." ”

Even he didn't dare to look up now, Senior Brother Hanmo's current injury. He was afraid, afraid that if his junior brother had a ......

"Disciple," Han Mo's eyes were scarlet, but he still gritted his teeth tightly and argued with him: "The disciple is for the sake of the junior sister of the same sect, for the sake of Cangling Mountain, not for himself!" ”

"Smack!" Sixth whip.

"Who do you think you are? Does Yan Miaoyuan need your protection?! ”

"Master!!" Hua Rong raised her head in fright.

Han Mo half-lay on the ground, raised his pale face, and argued: "Senior sister's cultivation is low, he is in the uninhabited realm, it is not right to sneak attack on senior sister!" The disciple blocked this blow for the sake of the junior sister, for the sect master, and even more for the sake of Cangling Mountain! ”

"Smack!" The seventh whip goes down.

Hua Qinyan's eyes widened angrily, and he roared loudly: "You are coming out for her, for the face of the sect master, and for our Cangling Mountain!" You are righteous! But have you ever thought about yourself? Have you ever thought about our Hibiscus Mountain?! ”

"You are a hero today, come to Sunrise Mountain, and you meet, do you think you can make a few moves in his hands? I ask you, how many tricks can you make?! ”

"Smack!" The eighth whip fell, and his flesh and blood were blurred, cold sweat broke out, and the pain was indescribable.

"Senior brother?!" Hua Rong turned her head to look at him, her hands trembling under her sleeves.

"I'll ask you again," Hua Qinyan held the original whip in his hand tightly, looking at his weak appearance of not being able to get up, and there was a little unstoppable trilling when he spoke.

"Do you have more affection for her than ordinary brother and sister?"

Hua Rong was shocked, "Teacher... Master? ”

Hanmo curled up on the ground in pain, his pale and feeble face touching the cold ground. The wounds on his back and shoulders were dripping with blood, and one whip mark after another was visible to the bone.

It was a kneeling posture, and the beaten person could only curl up in a ball, half lying on the ground. Bai Jie's forehead was in cold sweat at the moment, and the pain was unbearable.

"Disciple ......"

"Senior brother!!" Hua Rong was really afraid that he would say something shocking, so he hurriedly knelt forward, held his left shoulder and whispered: "You can't talk nonsense." ”

After speaking, he straightened up and said loudly, "Senior brother, you quickly admit your mistake!! As long as you admit your mistake, the master will be able to forgive you. ”

"Fuck off." Hua Qinyan held the whip in one hand, stepped forward to pull him away with the other, and said angrily: "I want him to answer this question in person." ”

"Master!!"

Han Mo chuckled, even though he was covered with injuries, his skin was open, and he couldn't get up from the pain, he still carried his pride and self-esteem of belonging to the king of the snake clan.

"Disciple, it's true to her—"

"Bang!" The door was suddenly pushed open. Against the moonlight of the dark night, with a cold and noble face, dressed in a snow-white deep-meaning round-necked robe with big sleeves, he stepped on the door.

Hua Rong raised her eyes in shock, until she clearly saw who was coming, and she was ecstatic, "Big, senior brother?!" ”

Great, the reinforcements he asked for had finally arrived. If he doesn't arrive again, the junior brother will be beaten to death by the master.

Hua Qinyan frowned and looked at the visitor, "Why are you here?" ”

Long Sheng stepped forward and bowed down, "Master, I have heard everything that happened in Fengling Pavilion. ”

"You also came to intercede for him?"

The master laughed. Long Sheng straightened up and looked at him, "The disciple and the senior brother of Han Mo don't move around on weekdays, how can you make it difficult for you for him?" ”

"And what are you here for?!" Filled with anger, he threw down the original whip in his hand, turned around and walked towards the table.

Ryusheng raised his heels.

Hua Rong immediately ran over and helped Han Mo up, "Senior brother, get up quickly." ”

Hanmo coughed heavily, stroked his chest, and finally stood up with the support of Hua Rong.

"You... How are you, junior brother? Hua Rong didn't dare to touch him, just because he was covered with wounds, and none of them were good, especially the shoulder bones and back, which were full of bloodstains.

"It's okay, senior brother, thank you very much." If he hadn't stopped him repeatedly, maybe his life would have been confessed here tonight.

"It's all my own brothers, what's polite? You stubborn temper, it's really time to change! When the master says you're wrong, you admit it! I have to fight with the master! ”

"I ......" Han Mo wanted to say something, but he really didn't have the strength anymore, and he fainted suddenly.

Hua Rong was so frightened that she hurriedly helped him, "Senior brother!" ”

"Master, my brother has fainted!!"

"Master!!"