Rong Jiushu has never been beaten since he was a child, this slap directly stunned him, he was quiet for a while, first raised his hand incredibly and touched his face, and then incredibly looked at Zhong Shaoyu, who was almost half a head shorter than himself: "You hit me?" ”

Zhong Shaoyu didn't answer his nonsense at all, stared at his eyes, and said word by word: "Apologize." ”

From the moment Zhong Shaoyu stepped into the cafeteria, almost all the disciples in the cafeteria were looking at them, Rong Jiushu had never been so embarrassed, he saw that the person in front of him couldn't say anything, and he looked like he was right, and suddenly jumped like thunder: "You actually dare to hit me, do you know who I am, dare to beat me?" ”

"I don't care who you are, I know that on my dreamless mountain, if you dare to beat someone for no reason, you just don't clean up." Zhong Shaoyu dragged the maidservant to Rong Jiushu: "I'll say it again, apologize to me!" ”

Rong Jiushu's qi and blood surged, and he swore a lot of swearing: "I'm sorry, the rules of your Dreamless Mountain can't be taken care of by this young master, I'm not a disciple of your Dreamless Mountain." ”

"On my Dreamless Mountain, you have to keep the rules of Dreamless Mountain for me." Zhong Shaoyu's patience gradually lost: "I asked Ling again at the end, do you want to apologize?" ”

"Want to apologize? No way......" Before Rong Jiushu's voice was settled, Zhong Shaoyu raised his hand and slapped again.

Rong Jiushu: "You still dare to beat ......"

Another resounding slap in the face.

"Someone ...... coming"

Zhong Shaoyu raised his hand again, and Rong Jiushu was so frightened that he hid behind his little servant: "Call people, call them all over, call them all over." ”

Only then did the little guy come back to his senses and hurriedly sent a signal.

Rong Jiushu's dead soldiers soon arrived at the cafeteria and surrounded Zhong Shaoyu.

Seeing this, Yuan Jingce unsheathed his sword in seconds.

The two strongest disciples of Dreamless Mountain and a few dead soldiers carefully cultivated by the master of Tianya Pavilion, Rong Bufan, suddenly became a mess, this fight was earth-shattering, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while, and in the blink of an eye, the canteen of Dreamless Mountain was half demolished.

Such a big battle naturally disturbed the head of Dreamless Mountain and the pavilion master of Tianya Pavilion.

After a while, Ye Wuchen and Rong Bufan arrived, and they both stopped the group of people who were fighting.

Not to mention that the cafeteria was in a mess, four-fifths of the disciples of Wumeng Mountain were watching a good show here, it was not a good place to deal with things at all, Ye Wuchen didn't say anything, just threw out the sentence "Come to the meditation hall", and left with Rong Bufan first.

Whether it was Zhong Shaoyu or Rong Jiushu, they didn't dare to slack off, so they could only follow him to the Jingxin Hall.

There is no need to interrogate, Rong Bufan also knows that it must be his son Rong Jiushu who caused trouble, he feels ashamed, but he still has to clean up the mess for his son: "Brother Ye, there is no need to ask more about this matter, it must be Jiu Shu's fault, I will let him admit his mistake and be punished now." ”

As he spoke, Rong Bufan glared at Rong Jiushu: "Don't admit your mistake to me soon!" ”

Rong Jiushu's face was full of reluctance: "Dad, she beat me, look at my face." ”

Rong Bufan's face was flushed: "Evil obstacles! ”

Rong Jiushu didn't dare to say anything more, and reluctantly muttered to Zhong Shaoyu, who was standing on the side, "I'm sorry." ”

Zhong Shaoyu rolled his eyes and didn't answer Jiushu's words.

Rong Bufan looked at Ye Wuchen: "Brother Ye, the erector is stubborn, he has caused you trouble, I will punish him for kneeling in your meditation hall for three days and three nights now." ”

Ye Wuchen knew what kind of heart his two disciples were, and he would definitely not provoke right and wrong for no reason, and he could also see that Rong Bufan would take responsibility and admit his mistakes when he came up, obviously he didn't want him to pursue too deeply, and he was also worried that pursuing too deep would make the other party lose face, after all, everyone's friendship is here, and they can't make trouble just because of a fight between juniors.

After some consideration, Ye Wuchen still gave Rong Bufan a step: "Jiu Shu is a guest, Shaoyu and Jing Ce beat people, it is not my dreamless mountain's hospitality at all, if there is a conflict between the two sides, it will not be the fault of one party, and if you want to punish it, you will be punished together." ”

Rong Bufan: "Brother Ye, you're polite, just let Jiu Shu be punished." ”

Ye Wuchen: "No, you can't, punish together." ”

So, Zhong Shaoyu, Yuan Jingce and Rong Jiushu were trapped in the meditation hall and began to kneel.

Rong Bufan and Ye Buchen continued to return to the top of Wumeng Mountain to play chess, drink and discuss kendo.

Kneeling late at night, Zhong Shaoyu heard the sound of the door, she turned her head and saw that it was the master Sang Ling who came.

The meditation hall is very large, the three of them were arranged to kneel in different rooms, in front of Sang Ling, Zhong Shaoyu will always be like a child who doesn't grow up, she pouted, and couldn't help but start to complain: "Master, Master, he is partial, obviously it is the fault of the ten gambles and nine losses, and I am brave in the face of righteousness, even if the master doesn't praise me, he will punish me." ”

Sang Ling was amused by her sentence "ten bets and nine losses", and touched Zhong Shaoyu's head: "People call Rong Jiushu, what ten bets and nine losses." ”

Zhong Shaoyu said indifferently: "It's not important, the important thing is Master." ”

Sang Ling smiled and took out a few boxes of snacks from his arms: "Your master knows that you are wronged, but it is just to take care of your Uncle Rong's face." You see, these snacks were sent to you by your master, and your master also said that you don't have to kneel so well, you should be lazy when you should be lazy. ”

Sang Ling said, as if he suddenly thought of something, and took out four thick kneeling pads from the package he was carrying: "This is also what your master asked me to bring to you, come, kneel on this, it won't hurt." ”

The resentment in Zhong Shaoyu's heart dissipated a lot: "Master, are you sure that the master asked you to bring it?" ”

"Are you sure, when did Shi Niang lie to you?" Sang Ling said: "Your Yun Gu has already told me all the ins and outs of what happened in the cafeteria, and I also know that you are angry for your Yun Gu." ”

Zhong Shaoyu was happy, opened a small food box brought by Sang Ling, took out a fruit and stuffed it into his mouth, and tilted his head to look at Sang Ling while eating: "Master, shouldn't Master let you deliver mats and snacks to that ten gambles for Uncle Rong's face?" ”

Sang Ling: "That's not true, it's his fault, the face that should be given must be given, but the punishment should still be punished, he was cast by your master, if he kneels unruly, there will be punishment." ”

Zhong Shaoyu: "What about Yuan Jingce, did you give it to him?" ”

Sang Ling: "Your master said that boys should be raised roughly, and they will be punished." ”

Zhong Shaoyu was completely happy, and happily stuffed another fruit into his mouth: "Master, you can still give Yuan Jingce a cushion." ”

Sang Ling: "Just one?" ”

Zhong Shaoyu tilted his head: "Two? Oh, it doesn't matter, anyway, it can't be more than me, so it seems that Master and Master love me the most. ”

Sang Ling: "Okay, listen to our family." ”

Zhong Shaoyu picked up a fruit and handed it to Sang Ling: "Master, you can eat it too." ”

Sang Ling covered his mouth and retched uncomfortably.

Zhong Shaoyu threw the fruit into the food box and nervously approached Sang Ling: "Master, what's wrong with you?" Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Sang Ling shook his head, and when the discomfort passed, he looked at Zhong Shaoyu.

Zhong Shaoyu's anxious tears were about to come out.

Sang Ling sneered: "Shi Niang is pregnant." ”

Zhong Shaoyu was stunned for a moment, then his gaze moved down, and landed on Sang Ling's abdomen, which was no different from usual: "I'm going to have a little junior brother?" ”

Sang Ling: "Yes, but now he has only been more than a month, you have to keep it secret for your master." ”

Zhong Shaoyu nodded as if pecking rice: "Mmmmmm, don't worry, senior sister, I will keep it secret, when the little junior brother is born in the future, I will also protect the little junior brother well, and I will definitely not let anyone bully him." ”

Sang Ling: "What a little junior brother, maybe a little junior sister." ”

Zhong Shaoyu: "I said that the little junior brother is the little junior brother." ”

Sang Ling: "If it's a little junior brother, the senior lady hopes that he can protect our Ayu when he grows up." ”

Zhong Shaoyu: "I protect him." ”

Sang Ling: "Boys should protect girls. ”

Zhong Shaoyu: "Oh, Master, don't fight, I'll protect you with him." ”