Chapter 150 grabbed Nie Feng's hair. This young man pulled Xiao Nie Feng's whole person up, "Don't make a mistake, you are not a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, tell you, your status here is even lower than the dog you raised to play, if it weren't for the face of Elder Xiaoyao, a waste like you wouldn't even have the qualifications to step into the Divine Moon Spirit Realm!"

After speaking, the young man slapped Nie Feng in the face a few times, causing the corners of Nie Feng's mouth to bleed, "Do you understand? If that's the case, maybe Young Master Ben will let you go today. ”

"You...... Die, bully scum like you, I see it...... I want to throw up. Nie Feng, who was slapped with a swollen mouth, although he was a little slurred, he still scolded, and when he heard Nie Feng's words, the young sect master's face suddenly changed greatly, and he threw Nie Feng to the ground.

"I'll kill you, a dead bastard, a dead leftover!" A group of people surrounded and kept stepping on Nie Feng, kicking Nie Feng so much that he could only bend over, and everyone was beaten, but they found that Nie Feng actually didn't snort, and after the young sect master led by him arrested Nie Feng again, he found that although Nie Feng was covered in bruises at the moment, he still gritted his teeth, and his eyes were like sharp swords staring at this young sect master.

"What are you looking at?huh? You defeated dog, what are you looking at?" Seeing that Nie Feng's eyes were still so arrogant, the violence in the young sect master's heart was completely drawn out, and with a forceful pull, Nie Feng's face was fiercely pierced on the young sect master's knees.

"Hit, keep fighting, kill this young master, and tell my father to go. Throwing the bleeding Nie Feng back to the ground, these days the disciples of the Sword Sect surrounded Xiao Nie Feng again and punched and kicked him, as before, even if he was abused, Nie Feng still gritted his teeth and was unwilling to make a sound.

"Young Sect Master, if you continue to fight, you will really be killed, this guy is a waste, but it was brought by Elder Xiaoyao, if it is really killed......" A disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect who seemed to be a relatively stable focus, saw that Nie Feng, who was surrounded and beaten, had basically come out with more breath and less breath, so he came to the young sect master's ear and whispered.

"Forget it, let's stop. Hearing the words of this Heavenly Sword Sect disciple, the young sect master finally asked people to stop, and when they dispersed, Nie Feng had already been beaten and covered in blood, but for such a long time, Nie Feng was still stunned and did not shout a word of pain.

"Dead waste, I heard it clearly, and when I saw Young Master Ben's words in the future, I automatically knelt down and kowtowed to Young Master Ben, do you know?" Pulling Nie Feng's hair, the young sect master pulled Nie Feng up again, but the first thing he saw was still Nie Feng's cold sword-like eyes, and there was more of a deep resentment in this look.

After finding that he was actually startled by Nie Feng's cold and resentful eyes, the young sect master became angry again, looking at Nie Feng's eyes, the young sect master said, "Okay! You like to stare at people, right, I will gouge out your eyes today!"

With crazy thoughts, the young sect master was about to dig out Nie Feng's eyes, and the people next to him saw that the young sect master was angry, although they felt a little excessive, but they still regarded it as if they couldn't see it, and they were going against the young sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect for a waste?

"Stop! what's going on!"

At the moment when the young sect master's finger touched Nie Feng's eyelids, a roar of anger came, and then, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect who was about eighteen or nine years old, obviously a generation higher than everyone present, swept over, looked at everyone and asked, "Don't you know that fighting is forbidden on Shenyue Peak?"

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Qian. Seeing the person coming, the disciples of the Sword Sect hurriedly saluted these days, and the young sect master also threw Nie Feng back to the ground in his hand, and then said: "Senior Brother Qian, you came just in time, this Nie Feng actually provoked us without asking, so we just taught him a little lesson and let him know that he can't be too arrogant in Shenyue Peak." ”

"Hehe, it turned out to be the young sect master, it turned out to be like this, indeed, some guys now want to teach them well. Hearing the words of the young sect master, this senior brother hurriedly showed a smile and said, "What, is the young sect master finished teaching? If you haven't already, you can continue, and I can talk about the other mountain patrol brothers." ”

"Forget it, the young sect master still has something to do, this guy will let Senior Brother Qian, you clean it up, right, young sect master?" Hearing Senior Brother Qian's words, the person who had persuaded the young sect master just now hurriedly stood up and said, hearing his words, the young sect master was reluctant for a while, but after thinking for a while, he still nodded and said: "Okay, this young master is too lazy to worry about some waste." ”

"Hehe, that's good, these talents are not worthy of the young sect master's dirty hands. Hearing the words of the young sect master, Senior Brother Qian slightly bowed and asked the young sect master and his party to leave first, and after everyone left, Senior Brother Qian came to Nie Feng's side with a gloomy face, pulled Nie Feng's hair and pulled Nie Feng up and said: "You! deliberately caused trouble and brawl on Shenyue Peak, and according to the rules of the sect, you will be punished with ten lashes, can you not accept it?"

"Not convinced?hahahaha~~~ I'm ...... I saw it today...... The most shameless ...... Pug ...... What does it look like...... Isn't it going to fight?...... Anyway, I was alone with more than a dozen of them...... Provocative brawl...... Nie Feng, who was beaten and bruised all over his body, finally couldn't help the ridicule that poured out from the bottom of his heart after hearing Senior Brother Qian's question, and said intermittently while coughing up blood foam.

"You!!" Nie Feng's words made the patrol senior brother's face suddenly turn red, but he soon regained a sneering look, and said: "Yes, compared to some self-defeating waste, it is much better, sue you, if it weren't for Elder Xiaoyao who brought you back, you would have been thrown out of this kind of waste, are you still qualified to speak here? Waste, if you are garbage, you will recognize yourself as garbage, don't think that you are something, now you are just rationing Lao Tzutian's soles." ”

As he spoke, this senior brother threw Nie Feng down, stepped on Nie Feng's mouth and continued: "Glare, what are you staring at? Sue you, you are embarrassed here every day, and someone will come to clean you up one day, especially now that you have offended the young sect master, he has used a lot of means to kill you, don't worry, I won't beat those ten whips, if you are killed, how can you see that you are being tricked?"

After stepping on a few feet in a row, making Nie Feng's mouth full of mud, Senior Brother Qian spat on Nie Feng with a mouthful of thick phlegm and turned to leave, after all the people left, Nie Feng finally couldn't hold back the tears of humiliation in his eyes, the man didn't flick his tears when he had tears, even if he suffered all kinds of humiliation, Nie Feng was unwilling to let the enemy see his tears.

As the tears fell, the crack in Nie Feng's soul spread even greater, and the slightest darkness began to grow within the crack in his heart, perhaps out of instinct to protect his soul, Nie Feng voluntarily sealed this memory deeply in the depths of his soul wound, allowing him to rot and flow in the gap between his soul.

In the end, Nie Feng didn't know who had healed his injuries, since that day, the wounds in Nie Feng's soul had begun to deteriorate, and a bit of contempt and ridicule had deeply stimulated his soul, although he wrapped the wound with indifference and indifference, he still endured constant ridicule and contempt and unfair treatment, and the hatred that had precipitated had grown into a towering tree in the gap between his soul.

"Yes, this is my experience in the Heavenly Sword Sect, this is my memory!!Why!!Why can they do this to me!!Can I not hate?I hate!!" In the pitch-black void, Nie Feng kept roaring loudly, each fragment of these memories was a sharp sword, constantly stabbing Nie Feng's already scarred heart, making his heart even more bloody.

"Disappear! I don't want to look at it! Don't show me it again!!Disappear, you all disappear for me!!!" The marquee-like fragments continued to stimulate Nie Feng's increasingly fragile nerves, Nie Feng kept bombarding the scenery in front of him, hoping to smash the scenery to pieces, but it was in vain.

"My master, this is a fragment of your own mind, but you don't even dare to face it now, don't you even dare to face it?, how long do you want to escape?" At this moment, a magnetic female voice echoed around, and then, in those fragments, slowly walked out a peerless beauty wearing a bright purple palace dress, with a graceful and luxurious appearance, and about twenty years old.

I saw that this woman, who was wearing a purple palace dress and had a face that was inhuman and could have an ordinary alluring country, walked towards Nie Feng in a dignified manner, and walked three meters away from Nie Feng before stopping.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Get out!!Get out of here!!"

"Master, are you so afraid that these scenes in front of you will be seen by others? Are you so afraid that your humiliation will be known by others? Although you have never denied that you have been ridiculed and bullied, you have never been willing to say how to be bullied, is it because you are afraid to face the past?"

"Whoa!!woman!What do you know!!What do you know!!Who are you?If you don't get out again, I'll kill you!!" After speaking, Nie Feng waved his right hand, and on his right hand, which was originally empty, there was suddenly a long sword emitting blood-colored mist.

"Drive the concubine out?" giggled, the woman in the purple palace suit seemed to have heard some peerless joke, only to see that the woman's white skin was about to be like a transparent jade hand with a light move, and a long sword surrounded by purple mist appeared on the woman's jade hand, "Even if you don't even dare to face your own past, it is impossible to defeat the concubine, my master." ”