After passing through the book, Master must work hard to achieve the ending of be

When Xiao Fangchi said this, he was very calm, even smiling.

The last two questions seemed so weak and slightly sad.

Song Huaiqing sympathized with him, even though he had not experienced the same inhuman abuse.

However, it is undeniable that for a long time when his parents were away, he once thought that he would not survive.

During that time, the death of his parents, physical injuries, and ill-intentioned relatives caused him to collapse. He locked himself in his room all day long, refusing to get close to anyone, and attempted to commit suicide several times.

He understood that being able to smile and talk about the most painful experience in his heart in a calm tone was not relief, but rather numbing himself for countless days and nights.

Deep in my heart, layers of cocoons grew up, wrapping my former self so airtight that I could not get out and outsiders could not get in.

He longs for light, but is also afraid that light will burn him.

Xiao Fangchi looked calm and looked at him like this, with little bits of hope shining in his eyes.

Song Huaiqing felt soft in her heart, and her tone became gentle unconsciously: "That's all, just die, it's what you deserve."

After a pause, Song Huaiqing added: "From now on, you will have nothing to do with the secular Xiao family. You are just a disciple of the Bulao Pavilion."

"it is good!"

Xiao Fangchi's eyes lit up immediately.

Regardless of past life or this life, his home is here.

Master’s home is his home.

Song Huaiqing felt that Xiao Fangchi was like a puppy at this moment. If he had a tail, it would be standing high at the moment and wagging constantly.

After the excitement, looking at that face, Song Huaiqing couldn't help but think of what happened last night and that ridiculous dream.

small, evil, obstacle

How dare you be so happy.

He snorted coldly, and his mind moved slightly. Someone who was happy had suffered an old sin.

Xiao Fangchi only felt severe pain all over his body, as if thousands of ant beasts were biting his body, and as if insects had penetrated into his skin, biting and tearing along the blood vessels, and the pain became more and more painful.

His skin color, which was originally fairly fair, now turned a strange bluish-gray color.

He tried hard not to scream, his facial features almost twisted into a ball, and he was sweating profusely. His hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were deeply embedded in his flesh.

No matter how much he struggled, the worms in his blood vessels seemed not to be affected at all and were still wreaking havoc in his body, as if they were going to tear him into pieces.

Xiao Fangchi could feel it, it was a pain that could not be described in words. It was as if every cell in the body was being torn, shattered, and then put back together again. The pain was like a tide, one wave after another, tearing repeatedly and never stopping.

This was the power of Tuoling Dan. Before the medicine was completely absorbed, Song Huaiqing could make Xiao Fangchi miserable with just one thought.

Of course, this painful process is actually accelerating the absorption of the drug's effect. Therefore, although Xiao Fangchi was in agony, his body would not be damaged, but would be nourished.

Seeing Xiao Fangchi's face twisted in extreme pain, Song Huaiqing felt that the stagnation in his heart was lessened.

Song Huaiqing forcefully caused Xiao Fangchi pain for half an hour. When the pain stopped, Xiao Fangchi almost seemed to have been fished out of the water.

"I think you seem to be a little bold lately and need to be beaten."

Song Huaiqing lifted Xiao Fangchi's chin from the air, seeming to be satisfied with the embarrassment of the person in front of him.

Xiao Fangchi opened his mouth, wanting to answer, but at this moment he was so exhausted that he couldn't even make a sound.

"What?" Song Huaiqing's tone was slightly raised, and his grip on Xiao Fangchi became stronger, "What do you mean by not talking?"

After another moment of hard work, Xiao Fangchi finally squeezed out a few words from his mouth: "Disciple, I know, I'm wrong."

"Are you aware of your mistake?" Song Huaiqing's tone was full of mockery, and he looked directly into Xiao Fangchi's eyes. "You are not wrong. I just wanted to torture you. Do you think I brought you back to the Immortal Pavilion just to redeem you?" You? Then you think too much. You are just a dispensable plaything. If you are given two sweet dates occasionally, you have forgotten what you are?

Just like today, as long as I think about it, you won’t make any mistakes, and you will still be punished by me. If I get tired of you, I'm sure I will kill you with a sword one day. "

"Okay, get out of here."

After releasing the hold on Xiao Fangchi, Song Huaiqing looked outside the door.

"Have you seen enough?"

"Immortal, Immortal Lord." Junziluo slowly poked his head out of the door, smiled sarcastically, moved in with small steps, and met Xiao Fangchi who had exited.

"Does it look good?"

Song Huaiqing asked again.

Jun Ziluo put on a fake smile and hesitated, as if it was scalding his mouth: "Good... no, it doesn't look good!"

She subconsciously said it looked good, but she suddenly reacted and shook her head hastily.

Seeing her like that, he was probably frightened by the scene just now. She had been watching outside the door for a long time, and Song Huaiqing suddenly wanted to tease her.

So Song Huaiqing asked: "Being my disciple is not a good thing, what do you think?"

Jun Ziluo was almost frightened to tears. She had always thought that the Immortal Lord only looked indifferent, but was actually very gentle towards people.

Just like although Xianzun refused to accept her as his disciple, he would still teach her moves seriously.

But the scene just now overturned her understanding. The Immortal Lord didn't know what he had done to make Xiao Fangchi feel so painful. Moreover, he looked at Xiao Fangchi coldly, looking at him in agony and showing no sign of mercy. She thought that the Immortal Lord would make Xiao Fangchi die in pain.

And those words the Immortal Lord said were so heartless. She originally thought that Xiao Fangchi was the precious apprentice of the Immortal Lord, otherwise she would not have let her with such a great talent go. Now it seems that she was wrong.

The Immortal Lord said that he simply wanted to torture people, would he torture her in the same way? Let her roll on the floor in pain like Xiao Fangchi?

Thinking of this possibility, Junzi's face turned pale, his mind turned quickly, and he pretended to be calm and said: "The Immortal Lord is very good. I don't know how many people in the world are begging the Immortal Lord to accept his disciples. It must be Xiao Fangchi himself." He did something wrong! Immortal Lord should punish him!"

Yes, it must be Xiao Fangchi's own fault.

Immortal Lord is not that kind of bad person.

Junziluo kept hypnotizing himself.

"I'm not a good person."

Song Huaiqing laughed at himself.

At this time, Junzi fell silent.

After being silent for a few seconds, Song Huaiqing said: "Go back and pack up. We will set off to Tongjian Sect tomorrow."

"it is good."

The gentleman is amnesty as if he were in trouble, and he slips away very quickly.

When Xiao Fangchi came to deliver food at noon, Song Huaiqing also told him about this matter.

In the afternoon, Song Huaiqing tidied up briefly and continued to meditate.

Xiao Fangchi packed up and continued to practice silently.

Wait until tomorrow and you can set off.