When Lin Yin walked into the tent of Lin Han Temple, he was discussing something in a low voice with Tie Li and the others.

The atmosphere in the camp was solemn and depressing, and judging from everyone's expressions, the meeting between Lin Han Temple and Wang Tuobei was definitely not very pleasant.

Seeing Lin Yin walk into the camp, the excited Iron Oak suddenly stopped talking.

Lin Hansi glanced at his son, and his thick eyebrows immediately frowned: "Lin Yin, did you fight with someone?"

Lin Yin came straight to Lin Han Temple silently, suddenly knelt down in the surprised eyes of others, and said, "I just beat Wang Rou, Ge Shida, and Qi Yanghui. ”

"What, you hit Wang Rou and Ge Shida?" Lin Hansi was taken aback and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

Lin Yin simply told what had happened, only hid the matter of Ji Chengche casting the wind spirit spell, and lowered his head and said: "The child disobeyed his father's order, please punish his father." ”

Lin Hansi looked at Lin Yin silently, but his brows were furrowed.

Knowing a son is not as good as a father, even if Lin Yin doesn't say Lin Hansi, he believes that his son will never provoke Wang Rou to beat people for no reason, but Wang Tuobei and Gobiqi are the most cunning foxes and the most ferocious beasts on the ice field, and they are not reasonable at all.

He went to see Wang Tuobei just now, the great man of the Hoshino tribe united with the Gobiqi, one singing with a red face and the other with a white face, and asked him to hand over the information of the Raoshan ghost cavalry, and these two people presided over the return to the owner.

The original owner, when Lin Hansi heard these two words spit out from Wang Tuobei's mouth, he couldn't help sneering a few times in his heart. Mo said that there was no one alive under the butcher's knife of the Raoshan ghost cavalry, and even if there were, Lin Hansi did not believe that Wang Tuobei would return these goods with both hands.

In addition, Wang Tuobei also proposed that the future tribute of the Night Fire Tribe should be increased by fifty percent on the original basis, which is simply a blatant knocking on the bone and sucking the marrow.

The last one, Lin Yin must stay in Hoshino City for a long time, and he is called Wang Tuobei's righteous son, but he is actually a hostage.

Lin Hansi couldn't wait to overturn the table on the spot several times, and drew a knife to fight with Wang Tuobei and Gobiqi.

But he finally held back, because once he did this, everyone in the Nightfire Tribe, including himself, would not want to leave Hoshino City alive.

Unexpectedly, the crisis here has not yet been resolved, and Lin Yin has beaten Wang Rou and Ge Shida again.

Lin Hansi didn't have to think about it to guess that at this moment, Wang Tuobei must be secretly discussing with the Gobi Qi, how to use the topic to force himself into a desperate situation, and force the Night Fire Tribe to bow his head and submit.

His fists clenched inadvertently, and the green tendons on the back of his hands pulsed like angry dragons.

"Good beating!" Iron Oak said neatly, "If you want me to say that the beating is too light." ”

Lin Yin glanced at the iron oak, and a trace of gratitude arose in his heart. He understood that Tie Oak said this to help him out of the siege.

Lin Hansi's face gradually turned cold, and he said, "Lin Yin, no matter what reason and excuse you have, you shouldn't beat the daughter of the Great Na and the son of the Gobiqi. You don't listen to my warnings first, and you hurt others later...... Iron oak!"

"Huh?" Tie Oak was stunned, already sensing that Lin Hansi's tone was wrong, and hurriedly said: "But Na Luo ......"

Lin Hansi didn't wait for him to say anything, and said coldly: "According to the clan rules of the Night Fire Tribe, how should I deal with it?"

"Naro, he's your son!" exclaimed Quercus, "and that's because of ......."

"My son, how is it different from the rest of the tribe?" Lin Hansi said with a cold face: "Tell me what the clan rules say!"

Tie Oak stared at Lin Hansi with a blood-red face, and replied with indignation: "Disobey Naluo's order and get ten lashes, and maliciously hurt people with ten lashes." ”

Lin Hansi waved his hand undoubtedly: "Come on, pull Lin Yin out of the tent, and Tie Oak will be executed." Whoever dares to engage in favoritism will be given ten more lashes!"

Tie Quercus suddenly changed color and said: "Na Luo, don't talk about a child, even if I Tie Que takes twenty lashes, I will lose half of my life!

"Ask Naro to take back his life!" The other clansmen in the camp interceded for Lin Yin.

Lin Hansi glanced at everyone and said, "You have all forgotten, what is the purpose of our trip?"

"But......" Iron Oak stamped his foot in anger, but could not say any more.

"Thank you, uncles, I deserve to be punished for what I did wrong. ”

Lin Yin suddenly stood up and walked outside the tent, and said calmly: "Uncle Tie Oak, you come to execute." ”

Lin Hansi's fist under the desk clenched even tighter, staring at his son's back and holding back without speaking.

None of the clansmen, including Tie Quercus, understood the current crisis, but his son did.

This is a precious and heavy trust and love between father and son, but at this time, it is like a sharp blade cutting him.

His body trembled slightly, he took a deep breath and lowered his head, no longer looking at his son's back.

Tie Oak looked at Lin Han Temple, who was silent, and then at Lin Yin, who had already walked outside the tent and knelt down to wait for the execution, and rushed out of the tent with an angry roar.

Lin Yin faded his clothes to his waist, his bare back was facing the iron oak, and his body was always very straight, like an iron spear!

Tie Oak took the python whip specially used for execution from the hands of a clansman, looked at Lin Yin's still immature shoulders and spine, and suddenly felt his eyes moist and hot.

"Uncle Iron Oak, I'm ready, let's get started. Lin Yin said in a low voice, a gust of wind blew, and the sky was about to change on the Liucui Plain.

"Lin Yin, you have a kind!"

The iron oak gritted its teeth, and the python whip whistled and the sharp wind whistled towards Lin Yin's back.

"Smack!" The first whip struck Lin Yin's back firmly, and suddenly the skin and flesh burst into blood. Although Lin Yin had been prepared, his body still trembled violently and fell forward, he supported the ground with both hands without saying a word, endured the piercing pain on his back, and slowly straightened his body.

"Lin Yin!" Tie Oak's eyes turned red, and the hand holding the whip trembled violently.

Lin Hansi stood in the camp tent and heard the crisp sound of the python whip falling on his son.

The whip seemed to be drawn straight to the bottom of his heart, and his internal organs were twisted in pain, and he struggled to spit out words from between his teeth: "One!"

"Smack!" The second whip fell, and two shocking whip marks opened a long bloody hole on Lin Yin's back.

Every Nightfire Clan gathered, they were the fearless iron-blooded warriors of the tribe, who would not blink an eye even in the face of death, but now they could only watch in silence.

Lin Han Temple has supreme prestige in the Night Fire Tribe, not only the Four Masters of Night Fire, but all the clansmen trust and worship their leader.

But this time, everyone's thoughts were different from before, and two flames rose in everyone's eyes, regret and anger.

"Smack!" The third whip fell, Lin Yin felt as if his spine was broken, the hot pain burned every nerve, the blood in front of him could not see the scene clearly, but his mind strangely entered an ethereal state.

He didn't resist, and struggled to straighten his spine again.

The sky is getting more and more gloomy, a snowstorm is coming, and everyone's hearts are already full of haze and thunder and lightning.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion outside the camp of the Night Fire Tribe, and the leaders of the major tribes of the Dragon Clan, such as Wang Tuobei, Gobiqi, and Qi Wu, brought their crying and bruised-faced children, as well as a large number of subordinates, who came to the door to ask for the guilt, and when they saw Lin Yin, who was kneeling outside the camp tent and being tortured, he couldn't help but stop.

"Brother Lin, what are you ......" Wang Tuobei asked in amazement, half of them were pretending, and the other half was surprised that Lin Han Temple could really be ruthless and whip Lin Yin.

It's not acting, it's really execution.

He was originally going to ask the teacher to clean up Lin Han Temple, and then force the other party to agree to the various conditions he offered. Unexpectedly, Lin Hansi had dragged his son out of the camp and was ruthless, and it was not easy to open.

When Lin Hansi saw Wang Tuobei and others coming, he walked out of the camp tent and said: "Da Na, the dog is ignorant and has caused a big disaster, I am punishing you according to the clan rules, but I will teach you to laugh." ”

Wang Tuobei is bloated, and his round face is always smiling, like Maitreya Buddha. But those close to him understood that the more he smiled, the heavier the murderous intent in his heart.

His face was cloudy, and he smiled: "Everywhere, it is inevitable that some children will have some disputes, so why should Brother Lin take it seriously." ”

The words fell, and another whip fell on Lin Yin's back.

This time, Lin Yin couldn't hold on, and his body rolled out by inertia when he fell to the ground, drawing a blood-red mark on the ground.

Wang Rou was a girl after all, and she let out a low exclamation and blindfolded her eyes and didn't dare to look at it again.

Ge Shida's eyes flashed with excitement, staring at Lin Yin, who was covered in blood, and said with a smile: "You deserve it! Don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, if you want to be executed by me, three or two whips will kill you!"

The warriors of the Nightfire Tribe were filled with righteous indignation when they heard this, and their eyes erupted into fire and glared at Goshida.

Lin Hansi smiled and said, "Big Na, since you are here, why don't you please enter the camp tent." ”

"No need," Gobiki sneered, "we're not here to be guests. ”

"Smack!" Lin Yin, who had just raised his body, was whipped to the ground again, and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead!" Qi Yanghui shouted: "Aren't you very good before, if you have a seed, you can fight again!"

Lin Yin, who was lying on the ground, raised his head and looked at Qi Yanghui, his cold eyes staring at him suddenly.

Lin Yin spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered to his feet, and shouted with all his strength: "Five!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The python whip fell one by one, splashing a puff of blood. The commotion of the crowd gradually quieted down, Wang Tuobei's face gradually showed a look of surprise, and his eyes were constantly looking at Lin Yin, which was cold, appreciative and a little frustrated.