Chapter 333: Beaten

Qingyu listened carefully, then bowed down and said: "Scholar of Jingshui, that is the predecessor of Jingshui, it is quite concise to call it so, then the junior will meet the predecessor of Jingshui." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

I don't know why, Qing Yu didn't see the scholarly aura of this person at all, and he didn't know where this scholar's title came from? This person looked like a dashing swordsman, and he wanted to be a real sword cultivator more than him.

The scholar grabbed Qingyu, turned into a ray of light, and came to the main tent at a very fast speed, and then said: "Qingyu, I advise you to be careful when you go in, your master is afraid that he will not give you a good face when he is angry." ā€

Qingyu's heart jumped, and he nodded, he also guessed his master's temper, and he always disappeared for no reason, and he didn't say hello, it is estimated that he would have been furious.

The man lifted the curtain of the main tent, and then walked in with Qingyu, and it was really the same as Qingyu guessed, looking like a wartime, and a group of people discussed various things about the war in the big tent.

A beautiful and seductive woman sitting next to the battle table in the main tent heard the voice and raised her head, looked at the two people who walked in, and then sighed and lowered her head again.

"Senior Jingshui, my master is now in the third big tent, if you want to find her, go over there. Mo Yefei looked a little listless, and the recent back-to-back battles had made her a little tired.

Qingyu hurriedly stepped forward at this time and knelt on one knee, "The apprentice visits the master, Master Lao is worried, the apprentice is finally back." ā€

Hearing this, Mo Yefei raised his head slightly, just staring at Qingyu, then nodded, and said very calmly: "Oh, I'm back, okay, go to the seventh big tent to report, and then get your disciple order and battle card and a place to rest, and then rest and go." ā€

Qingyu was stunned for a moment, such a calm master made him a little uncomfortable, but he still didn't say anything, maybe the master had already arranged it, and he just did what the master said.

Qingyu got up, and then said to the scholar on the side: "That master, senior, junior has retired." After speaking, Qingyu opened the curtain and walked out.

As soon as Qingyu walked out not far away, the scholar said to Mo Yefei: "Master Mo, you don't have to be so harsh on your apprentice, generally speaking, although it is a good thing to be strict, it can't be too harsh." ā€

Mo Yefei raised his eyebrows, then sighed and said: "Senior Xie Jingshui instructed, but I can still handle the specific matter of how to teach the disciples, and the seniors still don't need to worry, my master is now in the third big tent, the seniors want to go to you quickly, if my master takes a nap in a while, you won't be able to get in." ā€

The scholar shrugged his shoulders and said in his heart, this little girl is really a character who doesn't listen to people and doesn't listen to persuasion, and then I don't know where to conjure a folding fan, and I want to move the folding fan gently, not to mention, I really have the feeling of a scholar, and he slowly walked out of the big tent.

Mo Yefei lay her head on the table, she hadn't closed her eyes for the past few days, she was trapped, where was the spare time to teach Qingyu that guy, and she had already prepared the equipment to teach him.

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Qingyu did what Mo Yefei said, first got his various tokens, and then did a good job of registering the information, and went to his own rest tent that had been arranged.

I saw a lot of people on the way, but unfortunately he didn't know any of them, so it was okay, so he didn't have to waste time saying hello, and walked quickly to his rest tent.

However, there were many people on the road who looked at him, and there seemed to be some of these people who had seen him, pointing behind his back, not knowing what he was saying, and Qingyu didn't care what they said.

As soon as Qing Yu walked into his tent, a huge iron hammer smashed over, and he didn't dodge or dodge, he walked forward head-on, and said to himself: "Master, this is too pediatric, don't use this kind of small illusion technique to deal with the monks of the foundation building period against me." ā€

However, before he could finish his sentence, an iron chain suddenly appeared under his feet, and in an instant it tightened and bound his feet, and then fell up.

Qing Yu was stunned, what the hell is this? Illusion is still mixed with reality?

"Hey, master, it's not fair, you're cheating, you're cheating!" Qingyu said with some indignation.

As soon as Qingyu's words fell, Mo Yefei's graceful figure appeared in front of her, and I saw her holding an iron rod in her hand, throwing it into the air in front of Qingyu and spinning around, and then catching it again.

"Master, aren't you, you're going to beat me?" Although Qingyu was hung upside down, his speech was not affected, "You won't be so ruthless, and besides, I didn't do anything wrong?"

However, Mo Yefei didn't say a word, and a very refreshing iron rod reached Qingyu's body, and he snorted directly, I don't know why, he just wanted to muster up the body protection qi, but he couldn't urge it.

After being tied up, he even felt that the speed of the mana in his body had plummeted, and he couldn't even release his divine sense normally now.

Mo Yefei still didn't speak, and continued to hit Qingyu with a stick after a stick, Qingyu, who was completely defenseless, was a skin and flesh, and Rao was Qingyu who had practiced "Forging Body Cultivation Yuan Gong", and he was not as short as the whipping of this magic weapon-level iron rod.

There was no way, Qingyu had to keep begging for mercy: "Master, I was wrong, please, don't fight, master, don't fight, I was wrong......"

But Mo Yefei didn't mean to let him go at all, and continued to beat him with sticks one after another, without mercy and without expression on his face.

It wasn't until Qingyu was beaten that there was no good place on his whole body, that Mo Yefei stopped, and then everything disappeared, what iron chains, Mo Yefei, iron rods, even the injuries on Qingyu's body disappeared.

But that pain still existed, and there was a feeling engraved in the soul, and only then did Qingyu react, all this was an illusion, an illusion set by the master in advance.

He smiled bitterly and looked around, sure enough, there were a few silent array disks in this big tent, this is the origin of the illusion just now, I didn't expect the master's illusion attainment to be so high!

Well, when Qingyu saw the array plate in his hand, he suddenly remembered one thing, didn't the master know how to form a formation? This shows that the master is uniting others to rectify himself together.

Thinking of this, Qing Yu slapped his forehead, it was worthy of being a ghost girl who could turn the entire Ghost Spirit Sect upside down, and she couldn't deal with it if she thought of a trick casually.

He walked to the bed, and then began to meditate, originally Qingyu wanted to sleep well, but just after being beaten by this illusion, he could only meditate and recover.