Peng Zeyang was sandwiched between the two, he was really a little big, and he didn't want to be biased towards Cheng Yanqiu in his words, but he really felt that Wu Xing, a six-year-old child, could know what he knew and what he knew, even if he was wrong, it would not lead to death, not to mention that this was his eldest brother's own disciple, how could he let people die because of this?

So when each side said a few good words, Peng Zeyang persuaded him and wanted to calm things down.

The Great Elder is not an unreasonable person, but Meng Xun is his right-hand man, Jiang Xiaoman's matter punished Meng Xun, making him lose face at his age, and he was a little reluctant not to go, seeing that the sect leader came out to say peace, he also saw that the sect leader had grown up, and his feelings were extraordinary, so he also got off the donkey and reluctantly agreed.

Thinking about it carefully, Wu Xing, a six-year-old child, was subjected to thirty lashes from the torture hall, even if Meng Xun was also bedridden for three months at that time, Wu Xing was afraid that he would have to go to half his life, and he would not be able to slow down in half a year.

So the Great Elder was relieved.

Peng Zeyang resolved a contradiction, sighed, and put his mind at ease.

Although the Great Elder has worked with Cheng Yanqiu for nearly ten years, the two have different purposes, the Great Elder is for the sake of the big sect leader he has seen since he was a child, and for the future of the Holy Sect entrusted by the old sect leader, and the most important thing in Cheng Yanqiu's eyes is his sister and nephew, although he also values the Holy Sect, but if he is allowed to choose one of the two, he will inevitably abandon the Holy Sect and only care about his own relatives.

The Great Elder has never been married, has no children, so he treats the sect leader as his own child, the sect leader has no ambition, he also hates iron and steel, but there is no way, I expect the sect leader to be more mature after marriage, and take up the great responsibility of the Holy Sect, but I didn't expect that the sect leader is now thirty years old, and he has children, but he still looks like a child.

Although Cheng Yanqiu is capable, the relationship between the sect leader and Cheng Yanqiu is only connected by the sect leader's wife, and the great elder feels that it is really a little unreliable, love is such a thing, the great elder is not cold, ethereal, I can't tell when it will be gone, at that time, can Cheng Yanqiu still be tied to the Holy Sect?

Now that there is a young sect leader, it can be regarded as a mediator in the middle, but how can the people around the young sect leader let Cheng Yanqiu arrange it? Isn't that a hall of Cheng Yanqiu's words?

The sect leader doesn't care, but he has to care.

After looking for such a thing, the Great Elder can be regarded as seeing that Cheng Yanqiu is under the pressure of the three families outside, and he is clever and good at arguing with him inside, and he is determined to keep Wu Xing, and he must have an unusual affection for her.

The Great Elder didn't plan to ask for Wu Xing's life this time, so he should have taken it as a temptation, otherwise he wouldn't have invited Peng Zeyang to come.

When the matter was over, Peng Zeyang yawned, afraid that the eldest elder would disagree with the eldest brother again, so he pulled the eldest elder back to Qixiang Hall and invited him to watch his white and chubby eldest son.

Cheng Yanqiu walked down the hall and stood in front of Wu Xing, "Get up." ”

Wu Xing knelt for a long time, his legs were numb, and he stood up with his hands on the ground.

She thought she would die.

Wu Xing pursed his lips and walked on his numb legs and feet, following behind Cheng Yanqiu, following in unison.

Cheng Yanqiu personally took her to the torture hall and handed her over to Lu Wei, the master of the torture hall, without saying anything.

Lu Wei is also a subordinate of the Great Elder, his face is cold, his complexion is dark, his waist is ape-backed, the muscles on his arms look bigger than Wu Xing's head, the black cloak of flame patterns can barely wrap his huge body, he looks powerful, he holds a long whip in his wide palm, it must be very painful to let such a person personally execute her.

The ruler of the whip was densely covered with tiny barbs, and it was also dipped in water, Wu Xing knelt on the ground, and a whip was whipped on her back, the force was so great that she almost made her body unstable and fell forward, she pursed her lips and did not let out a scream, the whip marks on her back brought a hot pain, this was just the first whip.

The second whip, the third whip.

The moon-white suit was stained scarlet with blood, the two thin layers of jackets did not provide any protection, and the fragile ones were like paper, which had been scratched by the barbs on the long whip, and the crumbs of the cloth mixed with the flesh and blood, bringing even greater pain.

The fourth whip, the fifth whip.

Huge beads of sweat slipped down Wu Xing's forehead, blurring the vision in front of her, and the fishy smell of blood spread in her mouth with her biting lip, she turned her eyes to the side with difficulty, and looked at Cheng Yanqiu, he was standing there, his eyes lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking, and there was no expression on his face.

Sixth whip, seventh whip.

Wu Xing only felt that time passed unusually slowly, obviously it was only less than half an hour, but she felt as if several years had passed, this was only the seventh whip, she already felt unbearable, the pain spread from her back to her limbs, and cold sweat mixed with blood spread on the surface of her body.

Eighth Whip ,...... Seventeenth whip.

She may not be as strong as she imagined, so able to endure pain, and I don't know how Meng Xun, the hall master of the hall, suffered these thirty whips, these thirty whips are actually a relatively light punishment in the eyes of Mr., so what is the heavy punishment?

She felt that she was about to die, and there was already a hallucination in her blurred vision, she let go of the unconscious lip that had been bitten, and the blood-colored lip flap opened and closed silently, as if she was calling Mr., but there was no sound, and Cheng Yanqiu didn't hear it.

The body's protective mechanism prompted her to quickly lose consciousness, and the long-lost headache also came out to join in the fun, Wu Xing only felt that her head was in pain, and after a while, she finally relaxed her straight back and fell forward.

In a daze, she heard a conversation.

"How many are left?"

"Ten lashes, sir. ”

"Go on. ”

Those were the last two words she heard before she lost consciousness completely.

After the execution, Lu Wei bowed his hand and left, leaving only Cheng Yanqiu and Wu Xing in the torture hall, surrounded by strict prohibitions, as quiet as a needle landing can be heard.

Cheng Yanqiu asked Song Ning to also put the prisoner brought from the water prison that had been prepared a long time ago next to Wu Xing, the prisoner had long lost the ability to move independently, and the dead dog was lying next to Wu Xing, and Wu Xing, the same dead dog, was lying there like a dead dog, and even her breathing was weaker than the prisoner.

After waiting for a while, nothing happened, Cheng Yanqiu felt a little disappointed, but he was also relieved, his mood was a little complicated, just as he was about to pick up Wu Xing and go back, Wu Xing's fingers suddenly flicked slightly.

He stopped, and Song Ning also looked at the ground in surprise.

Wu Xing, who fainted with his eyes closed, seemed to be driven by some unknown force, and his fingers moved strangely, touching the prisoner's bare limbs, and in an instant, the prisoner was like a sponge basking in the sun, quickly draining the water and shrinking into a dry little ball, and the wound on Wu Xing's back began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Cheng Yanqiu frowned and sighed in a low voice, "That's true." ”

In fact, his behavior was no different from Fu Chengshuo's thoughts, people who didn't know Gu art wanted to test whether the floating Gu was on Wu Xing or not, or put other Gu on Wu Xing to see if those Gu would be afraid of the floating Gu, or let Wu Xing get hurt, and drive the floating Gu to spontaneously protect the lord and absorb the vitality of others to nourish his body.

Someone is going to die.

This was also part of the reason why Cheng Yanqiu easily agreed that the Great Elder wanted to punish Wu Xing.

Wu Xing was punished and injured, and there were three benefits, one was that she could be sure that the floating Gu was indeed on her body.

The second is a small punishment and a big commandment, which also makes her have a long memory, Jiang Xiaoman is like this, and Xie Chang is also like this, as a person in the Holy Sect, it is a bad habit to trust others so easily.

Third, if there is a Jiang Xiaoman in the Holy Sect, there must be other dark lines that he doesn't know, even if he has passed the Great Clearance last time, maybe there are still hidden deep ones that he has ignored, and now most people in the rivers and lakes think that the Floating Gu is on Wu Xing's body, and the Floating Gu can cure a hundred poisons and injuries, Wu Xing was punished and injured, and let her raise it for a year and a half, this news passed back through their ears and eyes, maybe it can dispel many people's suspicions.

After all, with a person with a floating Gu, it will not take so long for the injury to improve, which has been confirmed in Guan Yuqing, Guan Yuqing's throat wound is deep and visible, but it can heal to the point of speaking in just a few breaths, and many famous families in the rivers and lakes can see it with their own eyes.

When Wu Xing woke up again, she was already in her husband's Songyan Courtyard, she was lying on the bed, covered with a soft quilt, the wound on her back had been properly treated and bandaged, the window was hidden, and the sunlight shone in through the window screen and sprinkled on the bed, which was a little dazzling.

It seemed to be noon the next day.

She had never slept such a long night, as if she had lived her whole life.

Struggling to get up, the wound on her back was slightly tingling because of her movements, and hearing the sound in the room, Cheng Yanqiu opened the door and came in, and said with a smile, "Awake?"

Wu Xing looked at him blankly, and whispered, "I thought I was dead." ”

Cheng Yanqiu smiled, "Have you forgotten that you still have floating Gu on you?"

Yes, Wu Xing realized that the torture was so painful that she ignored that she still had a sharp weapon to save the life and help the wounded.

But how did the gentleman know? She hadn't had time to tell him.

Wu Xing reached out and touched the wound on her back, this subtle itching and stinging pain was the feeling of healing the wound, if she hadn't known that she had a floating Gu, I was afraid that she would have slept for a month.

But she hasn't been angry?

Wu Xing looked at Cheng Yanqiu hesitantly, and the latter smiled slightly, "Take care of your injuries, this year, you have to be injured in bed, understand?"

Wu Xing nodded as if she didn't understand, and lay back on the bed, Cheng Yanqiu covered the quilt for her, and went out again.

The shadow of the window screen sank inch by inch as the sun set, Wu Xing felt very bored, trapped in this small bed, she couldn't do anything, she could only practice.

Closing his eyes, his breath sank into the dantian, and the trickle ran in his body for one small week after another, and every time he completed the trip, the team grew a lot.

In the evening, after practicing for an afternoon, Wu Xing's hungry stomach growled, Cheng Yanqiu brought a bowl of steaming noodle soup, he looked at Wu Xing with a smile, "I made it up for you, but for the sake of you causing me a lot of trouble during this time, the birthday gift will be gone." ”

On her birthday this year, she was following Xie Chang to run away, and Xie Chang naturally had no intention of giving her a birthday.

She ate the hot noodle soup, her heart was a little astringent, and her eyes were a little sour and she couldn't open them.

The atmosphere in Songyan Courtyard is warm and the years are quiet, but the outside is tense.

Puyang Tai'amen, Changyang Huaxumen, Danyang Xuanzhenguan, the three families united to form a martial arts alliance, and Fu Chengshuo, the master of Tai'amen, was the leader of this martial arts alliance, gathering the heroes of the world to jointly crusade against this Yin Moon Sect.

From the cause, from the cause, Yiyang Dantu City is a place where the Yinyue Sect has only been beaten down for a year, and the garrison is naturally not as perfect as other places in Dongyang, so the Wulin League will use Dantu City as a breakthrough point, gather manpower, and prepare to attack.

In such a tense situation, Qiu Yueci naturally couldn't stay in Dongyang anymore, Yang Qingzhu recalled her, there was no need for the Yin Yue Sect to stop a weak woman, two years of getting along, Cheng Yanqiu had already regarded Qiu Yueci as a close friend of a chess opponent, so he went to the Jade Tower and said goodbye to her.

Qiu Yueci saw him, her eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, and she went to March to be filial piety, she no longer wore linen on her forehead, but she was still dressed in plain white clothes, wearing extremely thick, but her waist was still slender, and her slightly pale face was still clear and beautiful, she raised her hand slightly, and twisted a red bean between her white fingers, "Since you are here, accompany me to finish this last game." ”

The endgame on the table was somewhat familiar, Cheng Yanqiu stared at it for a long time, but found that this was the game he regretted in the boat of Longquan Lake that day, Bai Zi had already shown his disadvantage, Cheng Yanqiu smiled, it seems that Qiu Yueci is still unwilling to win the chess game.

There was no choice but to respond, Cheng Yanqiu sat down and picked up the soybean drop, and gossiped with Qiu Yueci, "If you go here, you may never have a chance to see each other again, Miss Mingyue should take care of yourself." ”

"Mr. cares, Mingyue doesn't dare to disobey, since the Qixi Lantern Festival, I haven't seen Mr. for a long time, but I miss it a little. ”

Hearing that Cheng Yanqiu was stagnant, the soybeans in his hand were in the wrong position, and he just wanted to take it back, but he was held down by Qiu Yueci, and laughed, "Hey, I have no regrets, put it down." ”

Cheng Yanqiu smiled bitterly and shook his head, Bai Zi was originally a disadvantage, but he struggled and made a wrong step, which aggravated Bai Zi's death.

Putting down the soybeans, Cheng Yanqiu sighed, "It's me who lost." ”

If you lose, you will lose, this game should have been lost, he stood up and said regretfully, "From now on, you go back to your Changyang, I will protect my Dongyang, it will be difficult to have such a time." ”

Qiu Yueci also stood up, her eyes rippling with autumn light, "During the Lantern Festival, I had something I wanted to say to my husband, but it was delayed, and now it seems that it is not too late." ”

Cheng Yanqiu breathed heavily, as if he had expected something, but he didn't want to listen to her next words, he hurriedly said, "Miss Mingyue......"

He didn't succeed in stopping Qiu Yueci, she smiled on her face, slowly but firmly, and her voice was soft and a little choked, "Since Mr. can guard this brilliant moon, why can't he keep my bright moon?"