Under the Teixiu tree.

The sound of the ice chain was like a mournful roar, the shock was piercing, the trembling was trembling, whistling in the wind, and it was dull and unhappy to throw on the delicate flesh, and looked at the flower that unfolded for itself with a hideous smile.

Ah Chun closed her eyes from beginning to end, her face was pale, and she bit her lip, even though the pain was unbearable, she still stood up straight. The petite girl's house didn't snort.

Chang Wang's lips pursed more and more tightly, the sweat on his forehead became more and more, his ink eyes were deep and he couldn't see the bottom, his pupils gradually contracted, his face was not revealed, and the murderous aura hidden in the dark was as if he had been raging and roaring in thousands of horses, as if he had endured more than Ah Chun's.

The man who had just been beaten was extremely relaxed and smiled at the deafening whip on Ah Chun's body.

The elders who threatened to punish Ah Chun showed a state of mercy that could not be carved if they could not be beaten, and the rotten wood could not be carved.

The different expressions presented by the onlookers were seen by Liang Cheng, Zhang Zhang was secretly hypocritical, Zhang Zhang was gloating, all of them were sanctimonious, with the selfishness, jealousy and scheming of the whole clan in the world.

How did he survive as a demon in the Protoss for 10,000 years, if there was no Ah Chun, he would either be drowned by the spitting stars, or he would die without a corpse and his soul would not exist.

There was silence.

Forty-seven!

Forty-eight!

Forty-nine!

Fifty lashes, stop!

The people who really care about Ah Chun finally breathed a sigh of relief from the torment.

Especially Qingzheng and Liangcheng, full of anger and nowhere to vent.

Ah Chun slowly opened his eyes, and habitually included the long forgetting in his eyes first, but the ridiculous thing that came into his sight was the long forgetting that was tightly wrapped with the arms of the flower perch.

Damn, when did you like to find abuse!

The spell that bound his hands was untied, and Ah Chun's body was so weak that he almost couldn't stand firm.

Everyone was watching, all the clansmen who were watching from the wall, and they were just being flogged, as if they were all watching a big show and listening to a joke.

She was a little dazed, why did she fight hard?

Long forgetting? not your own!

No one is grateful!

The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became, and my heart set off a shocking wave, the surface was not obvious, and he stood very steadily, his waist was straight, and he spit out a piece of wood that was bitten short, and he used the most contemptible eyes to inspect everyone who watched the excitement with relish.

Trying to show that the Xuan Ice Chain was tickled on his body, he kept his composure and drank his saliva, and slowly took the first step.

Chang Wangsong's hand to blossom and perch on the pine was faster than Liangcheng and Qingzheng, and the sweat-soaked hand slid over Ah Chun's wrist.

Almost at the same time, Ah Chun shook away slightly: "Don't touch me!" The voice was hoarse and inaudible.

And with a slight touch, Chang Forget almost didn't stand firm, froze and froze in place, long silence.

Unexpectedly, the robe that was darker than the night sky was quickly wrapped around the blood-soaked petite body, and the gag said: "Yo, it's so lively, I thought it was the New Year." Then he raised an eyebrow at Chang Wang, smiled defiantly, and took Ah Chun away.

Qingzheng couldn't suppress the fire for a long time, and took advantage of the situation to say to the tribes that had not yet dispersed: "Grass!

"How can such a person be worthy of a big responsibility!"

"Yes, yes!"

It was the sparse voice of the elders of the various clans, and the excitement was over, enough to add oil and vinegar to the Hui clan to talk all night, and they were all dispersed.

Qing Zheng was walking in front of Chang Forget and Flower Perch, and overheard it.

Hua Qimu shouted with a little worry: "Long forget." ”

"Nothing. The overly cautious and calm voice made Qingzheng, who had always spent a lot of time, pay more attention. Pretending to be okay, Yu Guang glanced behind him, and he forgot to leave a little slower than usual, and his expression was the same, there was nothing weird, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

Ah Chun didn't go back to his room, but hurriedly asked Yeqi to accompany him to Hansheng's residence.

The door is opened by sorrow

Seeing Han Sheng, who was paralyzed and had fainted, she knew that it must be the case.

Because when the Xuan Ice Chain was pumped on the body, the spiritual power showed no signs of dissipation, and the pain was really painful, but it was never to the extent that the skin was opened.

So who is responsible for all this?

Ah Chun's sour nose surged up, and she cautiously wanted to pull Han Sheng's shirt to see how the injury was, so that the sadness reached out to stop it.

"Ah Chun, don't wake him up, I just changed his clothes, and the injury has been treated. Han Sheng was forcibly drained of most of his spiritual power, and it is estimated that he will have to cultivate for a while, so he can't go to retreat with you. In addition, your brother has a message for me to relay: "Don't care about what those people say, don't take it to heart, he will deal with it; during the retreat, remember not to be too attached to the cultivation of fire, if you really can't cultivate, when you get out of the customs and his spiritual power recovers, go out together to find the eldest sister to come back, she should also come back; in addition, when you are alone with Chang Wang, you must always remember why you are in retreat, do not be greedy for pleasure, you have been assertive since you were a child, and you must master the proportions; he will arrange for the night, and he will treat Liangcheng well. So, you can go with confidence. ”

Sadness is gone.

Ah Chun's eyes were crimson, and then two tears fell, and he gently touched Han Sheng's hand, and his heart softened to the point of being a mess: "He is injured like this, how can he still have the strength to talk about this." Brother, you're really ....... Choked up until he couldn't speak.

Sadly rubbed Ah Chun's head and said, "I have given the medicine for the wound and the need for retreat to Wutong, the retreat place is quiet, you should quickly forget the wound and heal the wound." ”

"Sister-in-law, take care of your father-in-law!" Ah Chun rubbed her moist eyes vigorously, she never showed weakness in front of others, except for Han Sheng, he was the softest place in his heart.

Sadness muttered a little excitedly: "I can't ask for it." ”

Ah Chun comprehended, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

No one noticed that Han Sheng's fingers were moved angrily.

Grief sent the two to the door, and when the door was closed, the cool gaze unintentionally swept through the crack in the door.

And the sadness of the long forgetful gaze also slid faintly through the door.

Qingzheng, who was also waiting at the door, keenly caught a hint of unusualness, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Hua Qimu walked up to Ah Chun and asked, "Miss Han, take a step to speak." "The meaning of the moment, the night is not listening.

Shrugged and stepped aside as if I wasn't interested.

"Miss Han, can you still hold on?" The loving face of the elders simply makes Ah Chun angry.

Even though Ah Chun's back hurts so much that every step of the skin and flesh is like a wrinkle and a flat pain, she is extremely glad that Han Sheng blocked everything, relatively simple flesh and skin injuries, a powerful cultivator like her, although her spiritual power is weak, her body has been practicing martial arts for many years, and her foundation is not bad. Therefore, in the face of the death greeting of the rival in love, the momentum was not overwhelming, and he smiled heartily: "It's okay!"

Hua Qimu's transparent gaze swept over Ah Chun's face and body, and then said, "Han girl, after all, I am the master of long forgetting, I am worried that it is impossible not to have it, can I say a few words?"

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. "Ah Chun wants to see what kind of fart he can do!

"Long forget the body, Miss Han should know, even if a spirit is supported by your down feathers, but the spiritual power only slows down the passage, and does not stop, he has ideas like a girl since he was a child, and he is also a character who does not stop until he reaches his goal, even I sometimes can't persuade him. Therefore, when the girl is practicing, if she needs to forget the Dharma protector for a long time, or to cross his spiritual power, she must let him do what he can, and he must not rush for quick success. Otherwise, when I got out, the girl's exercises were completed, and the apprentice I was most proud of got in...... Alas, it's useless to talk more, if Chang forgets to really take his life because of this, Han girl, I will settle accounts with you!"

Hehe!

Hum!

Accounts!

However, the flower perch has not finished chattering.

"Miss Han, it is true that you have been assisting you in your retreat for a long time, and when you practice again, you will have doubts and two minds, which will not help you, please remember. ”

What the fuck does this mean?

Smell a rat?

Disloyalty?

Still use to give birth?

She's not blind!

When whipping, the hook is not obvious enough?

Finally: "This injury should not affect your spiritual recovery, you should quickly retreat and recuperate." In the end, in a concise and concise manner, Ah Chun had a hunch that Hua Qimu could see through everything at a glance.

It's terrible, this man!

Liangcheng walked over, hugged Ah Chun into his arms without saying a word, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, my brother blocked it for me. Ah Chun comforted Liangcheng not to worry.

From the acquaintance of the two, he is a thoughtful person, and she is a comforter.

The gentleness that seeps into the flesh and blood, through the brightness of the three souls and seven spirits, in Ah Chun's opinion, foreseeing Liangcheng is the most perfect gift in this life.

"Sister, take good care of yourself, I have divided all the things, and I will ask Wutong to send them over regularly. "Liangcheng handed over a large bag of things to Wutong, which was a menstrual medicine.

"Good. ”

"Sister, take care. ”

"Good. ”

The dazzling eyes of Liangcheng finally faded in a place that no one could notice.

Qingzheng didn't interject all the time, and was going to have doubts with Ah Chun. But in view of the fact that everyone was still there, he still changed his words, and mysteriously handed Ah Chun a sachet of incense, telling him not to open it, as his spiritual power would leak, and threatened to be of great benefit to the cultivation of hellfire.

"Don't think about this retreat. Ah Chun smiled and took it.

Qingzheng patted Ah Chun on the shoulder: "Master really wants you to think of that level, why don't you prepare a hundred miles of red clothes?"

"Are you going to go down to your mouth?" said Cunha, gesturing to her lips.

"Crispy, to be honest, master, I really can't talk about it. Qingzheng couldn't laugh anymore, rubbed his slightly swollen eyes, and pretended not to care.

"So is the old lady. Ah Chun saw it in her eyes, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Alright, alright, don't make it feel like life and death parting. Lao Tzu has never been so sensational, when you come out, I will take you to drink enough first. ”

"Okay, wait for me. Ah Chun hugged Qingzheng gently.

Nightshade whispered in her ear, "Hey, wait until I'm going to play with you secretly." ”

Ah Chun was about to speak, but Chang Forget had already walked over.

Nightshade smiled in mystery and retreated from the crowd.

Ah Chun and Chang Wang, who were speechless, led the way by Wutong to Yinxun Lake, and turned around to an extremely hidden and quiet corner.

This corner, if Ah Chun remembers correctly, used to be a bare and small stone mountain, but now it is like walking on the ground.

Han Sheng actually retreated for himself and bulldozed a mountain?

Several newly built huts are arranged in a staggered manner in what was once a stone mountain, and the most conspicuous of them is the Sorrowful Wood Technique, swaying in the wind.