Chapter forty-seven, the chief disciple Nangong Jiaoyang

The three disciples on duty were stripped of their clothes and hung under the plaque of the Hall of Merit by the little cultivators, with big characters written on their bodies, banners hanging on their feet, and their half-naked bodies fluttering in the wind, and they were also pointed at by a group of disciples, and they were ashamed for a while, and they were just about to beg for mercy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And at this moment, a voice came: "Three wastes, embarrassed, don't get out of here!"

When the three disciples heard this, their hearts sank suddenly, and then their faces turned red, sweat poured down like rain on their heads, and their bodies that were originally hanging in the air and swaying in the wind couldn't help but tremble with fright.

Oh my God! Why is he here? It's over! It's really over! I knew he was coming, so I just gave in to the little ghost head earlier? Isn't it just one hundred and eight spirit stones? It's only sixty pieces on a person's head, and why did I bother to come here because this mere sixty spirit stones fell into his hands like this?

It's also damn it, knowing that once those little ghosts show such a smile, it is different from the normal weird reaction, and it must be no good thing to ask politely and repeatedly, but I don't believe in evil!

I've already been fooled twice, why haven't I learned to be obedient yet, so I have to do it again?

Now it's okay, this appearance is seen by someone who comes, and now you have to shed your skin if you don't die, thinking about the means of the person who spoke, the three disciples suddenly felt a little unable to control their bladder.

The person who spoke was none other than Nangong Jiaoyang, the chief disciple of the Hall of Merit, how could the three disciples on duty dare to let themselves appear in front of him like this.

You must know that as the chief disciple of the Hall of Merit, he naturally has the duty of supervising the disciples in the hall, and if he encounters a disciple who does not follow the rules or violates the hall rules, he can be punished in accordance with the hall rules, without informing the hall master, and directly acting as the hall master.

Therefore, Nangong Jiaoyang, as the chief disciple, has the right to kill and kill the erring disciples in the hall.

In addition, Nangong Jiaoyang is usually a stern person, and he can't tolerate a little sand in his eyes, and he regards the reputation of the Hall of Merit as greater than the sky, so once a disciple who makes a mistake that ruins the reputation of the Hall of Merit falls into his hands, he often ends up miserable.

It is even more serious than the punishment that falls directly into the hands of the Discipline Hall, and the end is even more miserable, and even if the disciples of the Hall of Merit do not directly commit it in his hands, even if they are punished by the people of the Discipline Hall first, when they return to the hall, Nangong Jiaoyang still has to enforce the rules of the hall again.

He is a person who regards the reputation of the Hall of Merit as more important than his own life, no matter who it is, even if it is himself, as long as he dares to ruin the reputation of the Hall of Merit, once he finds out, he will definitely be severely punished.

Therefore, among the disciples in the Hall of Merit, there is a saying called "Rather provoke the king of Yama than meet the sun." ”

Now, the three of them can't do anything, but they are humiliated, hanging on the plaque of the Hall of Merit, and the banners on their bodies are not leaving the Hall of Merit, and the appearance of the three of them can be regarded as completely trampling on the reputation of the Hall of Merit.

Thinking about the various methods of this first disciple in the past, as well as the tragic fate of those disciples who fell into his hands, the three disciples on duty felt that maybe it was the best choice to be directly beaten to death by the little ghosts just now, and now that it was like this, it was obvious that life was better than death.

Just when the three disciples on duty were in deep despair about what they would do if they fell into the hands of the first disciple, and they couldn't stop panicking, a scimitar composed of spiritual energy flew towards them, spinning and cutting the rope that bound the three disciples.

The rope broke, the three of them fell to the ground, immediately struggled to get up, quickly helped each other, untied the broken rope in each person's hand, threw it aside, and then pulled the shorts on his body crampedly, and found that there was really no way to pull the short pants to cover the whole body, but it was almost naked to stand, and it was not good-looking.

Moreover, there are eight big characters written on the chest and back of the chest of the three of them, "If you don't pay off your debts, you don't believe your words", which is very eye-catching, looking at the darkening face of the first disciple, the three of them suddenly panicked, and they were in a hurry to go to the doctor, and they saw the banner under their feet in a panic.

Suddenly there was a flash of inspiration, and he immediately untied the banner on his feet in a panic, wrapped it indiscriminately, and wrapped it around his whole body, barely covering the bare spring light, if this is also spring light.

Just when the three of them were secretly proud of their impatience, they didn't know that although the big characters on their bodies were blocked, there were also words on the banners wrapped around their bodies.

Nangong Jiaoyang saw that the three of them obviously didn't care about their heads and tails, but they also showed a smug look, they really couldn't bear it, with a wave of their hands, three fireballs appeared out of thin air, and then pointed at the three people, and the three fireballs suddenly shot towards the three of them with long tail flames.

"Bang bang bang" three times, the three fireballs hit the target, each stirred up a flame, and burned the banners on the three people's bodies, but the miraculous thing is that the bodies of the three disciples on duty were not injured, but they were only blackened by the flames.

Hit by the fireball, the three of them dared not to be annoyed, stretched out their hands to hug their naked bodies again, and then grinned at Nangong Jiaoyang, completely ignoring their own black face smoked by the fireball, showing a mouthful of big white teeth, and with a flattering smile, what a funny appearance.

The little cultivators who have been watching since the beginning have a stirring spirit in their hearts at this time, and they have such a strong aura control ability!

At first, without the slightest preparation, three mana fireballs were summoned almost instantaneously, and then this fireball, which can be used as a means of attack, is naturally not small, but after hitting the target, only a thin layer of banners was burned, but the bodies of the three were almost unscathed, and even the shorts were worn intact.

It's a terrible ability to control, the control of aura and spells can be regarded as arbitrary, and whether the spell hurts people or not, it's all in his thoughts.

Nangong Jiaoyang didn't know what Xiao Xiuwen was thinking, even if he knew, people who were as proud as him naturally didn't take it to heart, in his opinion, all this was a normal thing, at this time, he was throwing the three disciple uniforms of the Hall of Merit that he took out of the storage bag to the three disciples on duty with a flattering smile on their faces.

The three of them in the form of black charcoal, after taking the disciple clothes thrown by Nangong Jiaoyang, didn't care whether they were elegant or unsightly to wear clothes in front of the public, and hurriedly put the disciple clothes of the Hall of Merit on their bodies.

Nangong Jiaoyang is a black line again, can't you take two steps to the Hall of Merit to wear it? This is already at the door, why do you have to dress in front of the public? Still naked, pouting your buttocks, what kind of body is this? The face of the Hall of Merit is about to be lost by the three idiots.

The matter has come to this point, no matter how angry it is, it will not help, Nangong Jiaoyang had to take a deep breath to suppress his irritability, and then saw that the three of them had finished dressing, so he opened his mouth and asked:

"What the hell is going on? Why are you three like this? Shouldn't you three be on duty today? Why are you being hung under a plaque? What is the matter with the words on your body and banner? Three fools, don't hurry up!"