Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Disciple Is Willing to Be Punished

"Oh. Chenyue replied aggrievedly, and the needlework was already in hand, "I'm not as good as yours in sewing, don't you mind." ”

"There are scars on the left and right, and there is no difference between good and bad. Weng Ran only felt that this little girl was really naΓ―ve.

The feeling of a sharp needle piercing the flesh and skin, Weng Ran is very familiar, the first time he started to sew the flesh was after being driven out of the Liu family, a large family wanted to renovate the mansion, pretending to be a man, and won a small worker's errand, doing all the work, moving bricks and wood, climbing high and far, once the craftsman on the head slipped his hand, and the tools in his hand smashed firmly on his arm, drawing a bone-catching opening.

As a result, he got ten literary wages, and he was kicked out, with no money to see a doctor, and he couldn't let himself die, so he stitched up the wound himself, and it was really painful that time, she was in the middle of the night in the broken temple, and only then did she relieve some of her spirit and drag her exhausted body back to her residence, and hide Hua'er from the past.

After that, I got the guidance of the little sister, and the suturing technique can be described as a thousand miles a day, and there are new injuries that continue to practice, and now I am also a master.

Chen Yue collected the needle and thread, but when she turned her head sideways, she saw Weng Ran with a smile on the corner of her lips, and shivered for no reason, this person is terrifying.

"This medicine is mild, but it is the least harmful, you come to me every day to change the medicine, and the wound will heal and scab in about seven days. The medicinal powder was sprinkled on the wound, and Weng Ran nodded, "Then it's bothering you." ”

Chen Yue carefully bandaged Weng Ran, and even the back of her neck did not fall, "Remember to use force these days and tear open the wound." ”

"Good. Weng Ran put on his clothes, only to feel a slight warmth on his back, very comfortable, and thanked Chenyue very gratefully, the other party's eyes rolled, and he said with some twist: "There are many rules in the martial arts, you still have to be careful in the future." ”

"Thanks for reminding me, I don't know why so many Martial Pavilion disciples are injured?"

Chen Yue shook her head blankly, "I don't know, it's just every day, but the people here are very used to it, and they don't know if they ask, if they ask those injured, they never answer." ”

Weng Ran didn't expect that there would be such an upright and mysterious thing in the Wu Pavilion.

As soon as Chenyue came out of the house, he saw Chao Dusk floating over like a flower in the peeking gaze of a crowd, "Little fairy, you used to be here!"

Chenyue instantly turned red from her neck to her head, stepped back and hid half of her body behind Weng Ran, dodging her gaze and nodded.

Sunset's eyes fell on Weng Ran, a little surprised, "You are here, your senior brother asked me about you just now, why didn't you tell him?"

Weng Ran shook his head before remembering that this senior brother was referring to the fool.

Chao Du had already come to him, and looked at Weng Ran pitifully, "I told him everything about your punishment, you won't blame me." ”

Weng Ran wanted to tell her that when she pretended to be pitiful, please put away the cunning in her eyes first, but she just smiled, "How come." ”

Chao Du patted the huge one on his chest with confidence, "Then I'm relieved, eh~ Little fairy, why are you leaving!Wait for me!", Chao Du shouted and chased after him, and ran two steps before he remembered to turn around and shout to Weng Ran: "Farewell!"

Weng Ran arched his hand, looking at Chenyue's figure running away in smoke, and the morning twilight who rushed to chase after him, I don't know where these two people are?

Retracting his gaze, I don't know where that fool saw the flaw? How did this fool become so smart after coming to the Martial Pavilion!

The depression in my heart hides unconscious joy, and there is a trace of nervousness, how can I explain it to that fool?

Fortunately, for three days in a row, she didn't bump into that fool, and Weng Ran almost forgot about it, with three days of contact, her relationship with Chenyue was a lot closer, and after understanding, Weng Ran felt that this was a little talker who was easy to be shy! Good Chinese

Every time, she muttered and chatted with herself for a long time, until Chao Du appeared on time every day, and the two staged a scene of running away and chasing again, and the tortured ears were freed, but she asked a few times about the morning and dusk, and the little chatter became a little mute, and she couldn't say why.

Today, Weng Ran made up his mind to ask for an understanding, and halfway through, he saw a group of disciples walking briskly in the direction of the Discipline Hall, and immediately pricked up his ears, "The Discipline Hall has been quite busy for the past two days! Who is it this time!"

"This time it's a big man, the nephew of the master of the Discipline Hall, that Ge, what's going on?"

"Ge Bangzhong!"

Hearing this name, Weng Ran unconsciously changed direction and followed, and the people in front of him were still discussing, "Who dares to sue him?"

"Tsk~ I heard that he is the chief disciple of the Seven Peaks!"

Weng Ran's footsteps stopped suddenly, the fine sand under his feet sank half an inch, his eyes rolled half a circle, and he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the person who was discussing.

"Who?!"

The man roared and turned around, but he couldn't help frowning and looking at the arm that was caught, the flesh was so deep that he couldn't move.

"This senior brother just said that the chief disciple of the Seven Peaks is in the Discipline Hall, but is it called Gu Qingcheng?"

The corners of the man's mouth trembled, and he finally couldn't hold back the sneer, but he couldn't help but scarlet in his heart, "Nonsense, which big disciple does Qifeng have besides this big disciple!" His face was very friendly, "That's the one." ”

"Do you know why?" Weng Ran was excited for a while, and the man suddenly grinned and looked at his arm, feeling like he was going to be wasted!

"This, this senior sister, please let go first, I really don't know this, I'm also hearsay. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand tentatively and grabbed Weng Ran's wrist, and if he grabbed it again, he really had to board his arm.

Weng Ran was shocked to realize his gaffe, and quickly let go, "I'm really sorry." ”

The man gasped, but fortunately he didn't stop, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

No longer delayed, Weng Ran walked quickly towards the precept hall, today's precept hall is very lively, the usual liveliness is that no one wants to come here to see, but today is different, today is to see the liveliness of Ge Bangzhong, who is relying on the precept hall as a prestige, so there are really a lot of people coming.

Weng Ran didn't care about that, she squeezed to the front in the midst of complaints, facing the black drum in the courtyard, but her eyes all fell on Gu Qingcheng's tall back.

So much so that she didn't see Ge Bangzhong's angry face and Shi Keke's panicked look beside him.

The sound of the drum sounded, followed by the voice of the person who judged Weng Ran last time, "The Martial Pavilion is forbidden to record spirit beads. ”

Weng Ran took a clear look at the whole place in a blink of an eye, and saw a crystal-like translucent bead hanging above the dividing line of Gu Qingcheng and Ge Bangzhong like the Chu River and Han Realm, and there were two people in the picture who were in the clouds and rain, and when she looked at Ge Bangzhong and Shi Keke, she had a feeling that the three of them would stand here at this time, and it must have something to do with herself.

Over there, Gu Qingcheng was already resolute and said, "The disciple is willing to be punished." ”

"You!"

Ge Bangzhong shouted angrily, his body tensed, but Gu Qingcheng didn't look at him.