Already scrapped?

Doesn't it mean that now all of Zhao Yuanjun's cultivation has disappeared, and he no longer has any combat effectiveness, and has become a complete waste?

Li Lin wanted to laugh a little, he actually had something to do with a person, wouldn't he surrender his identity!

With a slight narrowing of his eyes, Li Lin's eyes were on Zhao Yuanjun's storage bag, and with a wave of his hand, the storage bag fell into his hand, and without looking at the contents of it, he withdrew the foot that he stepped on Zhao Yuanjun and flew away without looking back.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yuanjun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although the storage bag was lost, his life was finally saved.

When Li Lin's figure was about to completely disappear from everyone's sight, his words came: "This waste is handed over to you for disposal." ”

The many disciples who were still ridiculing and despying Zhao Yuanjun lit up, and smiled at Zhao Yuanjun:

"You are already a wasted person, the sect will not raise waste, you are not considered an inner disciple now, and you are not the same as us. ”

"Dare to disturb our cultivation, you are a waste, what a big dog!"

"Now, even if we want to kill you, the sect won't have any opinions!"

"You dare to sabotage our good deeds, how do you think we, the former brothers and sisters, will repay your kindness?"

"We can give you a decent chance, you cut yourself!"

"Senior Sister is right, even if we kill him now, the sect will not only not punish us, but will be pleased with our actions!"

"Well, let's do it, I'm going to have to beat him up. ”

"What do you want to do? I'm a disciple of the Purple Moon Sect, you can't kill me!" Zhao Yuanjun, who was lying on the ground, saw them surrounding him, and he was so frightened that he lost his soul, trembling, and couldn't move if he wanted to.

"Hey, look at me beyond recognition. ”

"Look at my unicorn arm. ”

"Watch me sweep the end of the world. ”

"Look at my eight desolations and six palms. ”

A group of people gathered around, laughed cruelly, and added their fists and feet to Zhao Yuanjun, and the sound of ping-pong banging was like setting off firecrackers during the festival.

"Senior sister, I was wrong, let me go......"

"Senior brother, spare me, I really didn't mean to ......"

"Ahh

"Let it go...... Pass...... I'll do it. ”

After a group of people beat them violently, and then changed another group, Zhao Yuanjun's screams were extremely terrible, very harsh, and spread in all directions.

The hellish feeling was too strange, Zhao Yuanjun was knocked unconscious, and in less than a minute, he was woken up by the addition of fists and kicks like a storm, and so on, Zhao Yuanjun realized what it was called - not to survive and not to die.

I didn't feel it when I bullied others, it turned out that being bullied was this feeling, cruel and helpless, wanting to resist but powerless.

Man is a sword, I am a fish!

I don't know how many times I've fainted, and I don't know how many times I've been woken up by pain, Zhao Yuanjun has been numb, gradually, his eyes are blurred, and he is also at a loss, recalling the bits and pieces of the past, it's so beautiful!

However, all this has nothing to do with him.

No matter how much you regret it, you can't go back.

"I regret it so much...... Before Zhao Yuanjun finally passed out, a voice in his head echoed consistently, as if it would never dissipate.

beat Zhao Yuanjun for about half an hour, and I don't know if he is dead.

Seeing that Zhao Yuanjun was ragged, unrecognizable, bloodstained, scarred, and less intake and more breathless, he knew that he would not survive today, and everyone dispersed in a hurry.

"Let's go, stop fighting, he won't survive. ”

"It's so cool, the feeling of beating up the waste is much more comfortable than fighting. ”

"It would be nice if we could beat up such a waste every day, but it's a pity, there aren't many waste sects like him, this time we were lucky to meet Senior Brother Li Lin to take the lead. ”

"Waste is waste, even my unicorn arm can't bear it, it's enough waste. ”

"Well, we have to find more waste to play with us in the future, blind cultivation is too boring, and it can be used to relieve boredom. ”

"It's reasonable, let's go, it's not good to be killed, you can use a knife to kill chickens. ”

A group of them scattered in a hurry, discussing their feelings while walking, feeling physically and mentally comfortable, happier than breaking through the realm, this stuffiness was finally vented, which can be described as seeing the light of day.

It's just that they didn't expect that the half-dead Zhao Yuanjun could still move, turned over, and crawled on the ground with his hands, although the speed was very slow, no one looked at him more, and even if he found it, he chose to ignore it without hesitation.

Miscellaneous Disciples area.

Chu Heng's cabin.

"Hey, why did I wake up?" Chu Heng opened his lazy eyes and looked at the big hole in the wall, it was still gray, and it was not dawning.

"Cultivation is really very powerful, the higher the cultivation realm, the less time you have to sleep, maybe, when you get to the back, you don't have to sleep!" After Chu Heng woke up, he couldn't sleep at all, so he simply didn't sleep, put on his clothes, washed up, and prepared to make a fire to cook.

In a trance, he was about to go outside to move a pile of firewood in, opened the door, and walked out with his steps, just one step, Chu Heng didn't continue walking, frowned, and looked at his feet: "Hey, what's it, why is it so soft?"

"I'll it, it's actually a person!" When Chu Heng saw it clearly, he was startled and stunned, and in front of him was actually an unrecognizable and scarred person, unkempt and unkempt, unable to see clearly.

If it weren't for Chu Heng being able to hear his breathing, he thought he was a ghost, and his mind communicated with the gluttonous gentleman and made a defensive posture, which was like the man asking, "Who are you?"

"Chu ...... Brother...... I...... Wrong. ”

"Please...... Handful...... It's mine...... Repair for ...... Give it back to me!"

This man grinned, obviously, it was caused by the dense scars on his body, he was not breathing enough to speak, he was dying, and he was very spitting.

Your cultivation?

"Your cultivation?" Chu Heng frowned, and instantly understood who this person in front of him was, but he was a little uncertain: "You are Zhao Yuanjun?"

Chu Heng muttered in his heart: He was fine yesterday afternoon and evening, how did he become like this now, this has changed too quickly, there is no turning or transition at all, it is completely unreasonable.

As the saying goes, three days are impressive.

No, it hasn't been overnight, and Chu Heng has already been impressed.

"Yes...... I. ”

This person is Zhao Yuanjun, he knows that his cultivation was suddenly lost, and there is nothing left, it must be Chu Heng's ghost, after all, yesterday, he only offended Chu Heng alone, and Chu Heng's words and deeds are very strange, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is weird, and he has to make him suspicious.