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Song Xiaoye quickly stuffed Song Huaiqing with a pill and carried him into the dormitory door.

After she settled Song Huaiqing and cast a shielding spell on him, she closed the door and looked at the two people in the yard.

"Tell me what's going on."

"This..." Junziluo mumbled, not daring to speak.

Her intuition told her that the third pavilion master seemed angry too...

"Say!"

Song Xiaoye frowned, and a sense of oppression fell on the two of them.

There was no other way, Jun Ziluo had no choice but to tell the truth about what happened.

"Good good."

After listening to Jun Ziluo's words, Song Xiaoye said three good words in a row, obviously getting angry.

She stepped forward, bent down, and lifted Xiao Fangchi's chin with her fingertips. Although she was still smiling, she revealed a dangerous energy:

"You kid have forgotten what I said, haven't you? I told you that my sword is not vegetarian, do you insist on challenging my bottom line?"

"Ahem." Xiao Fangchi couldn't help but cough twice as his chin was raised high. This position was uncomfortable.

Song Xiaoye let go of his hand, and Xiao Fangchi collapsed to the ground again. She stood up straight, took a few steps back, and looked at Jun Ziluo: "How many whips are left?"

"Ten...seventeen."

"Okay." Song Xiaoye raised his fingers slightly, and spiritual power overflowed. Two strands of spiritual power wrapped around Xiao Fangchi's hands, hanging him up like chains.

At the same time, a long whip formed from spiritual power appeared in his hand.

"I will let you remember it today."

After finishing speaking, the long whip roared towards Xiao Fangchi.

After finishing the remaining seventeen lashes, Xiao Fangchi couldn't bear it anymore and passed out completely.

His body was covered with bloodstains and his skin was torn.

"Hmph." Song Xiaoye looked at his miserable state and snorted loudly. He raised his hand again. The spiritual power restraining Xiao Fangchi disappeared and Xiao Fangchi fell directly to the ground.

Seeing Song Xiaoye entering the dormitory, Junziluo walked over and gave Xiao Fangchi a spiritual pill.

"You really deserve it, kid."

He obviously admitted his mistake and apologized, but insisted on getting a beating, which even made the Immortal Lord angry. This was better, and at the same time angered the Immortal Lord and the three pavilion masters.

Although she wanted to leave him alone, after being beaten like this, if she let him stay in this yard for one night, she would probably have a fever.

Helpless, Jun Ziluo had no choice but to take Xiao Fangchi back to his room.

*

Cheng Ji's birthday party was held for three consecutive days.

the next day.

Although Song Huaiqing was awake, Song Xiaoye ordered him not to get out of bed, and Xiao Fangchi was beaten so hard that he couldn't get out of bed. Song Xiaoye was the only one in Bulao Pavilion to attend the banquet.

【Zero Zero Zero? 】

Song Huaiqing tried to call the system, but received no response. He was probably still asleep.

"Ugh."

Song Huaiqing sighed.

If in modern times, if you give him a mobile phone, he can lie in bed for a few days. Now there is nothing to play with, which really makes him feel very bored.

To pass the time, he had to cross his legs and meditate.

It must have hurt the origin. His body is weaker than before.

I don’t know how long it took, but Song Xiaoye came back.

With a "clang" sound, the door was slammed open by her. She closed the door and ran over in a hurry, with excitement shining in her eyes.

She sat on the edge of the bed, moved closer to Song Huaiqing, and said mysteriously: "What do you think I did?"

"Did you do something bad?"

Song Huaiqing had finished meditating and was half leaning on the bed, looking at Song Xiaoye.

From the look on her face, it seemed that she was holding something bad and had done something harmful, and it was most likely related to Duan Wuming. His senior sister was a vengeful person.

As expected, Song Xiaoye smiled evilly and said the good thing she had done: "I gave that old man Duan Wuming some medicine."

"Tsk." Song Huaiqing poked Song Xiaoye's forehead with his hand, "Girls, be careful what you say."

"Hehe, okay, I'll pay attention." Song Xiaoye grinned, she couldn't hold back her excitement, her lips turned up high, "Let's just wait and see the joke this afternoon, we can't stop that old... old man!"

Song Xiaoye subconsciously wanted to say those three words, but when she caught Song Huaiqing's eyes, she suddenly changed her words.

What she prescribed was an enhanced version of the medical pavilion's unique laxative. Ordinary elixirs had no effect at all and could only forcefully cause diarrhea for a day.

"Tell him to talk about my father just because he's old. Who gave him face? Giving him some laxatives will be an advantage!"

Song Xiaoye took a breath of air and folded her hands in front of her chest, as if she had seen Duan Wuming's trembling legs.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The small courtyard of Ba Dao Sect is right next door to them.

in the afternoon.

Song Huaiqing saw the power of immortality that Song Xiaoye said.

You don't even need to use your spiritual consciousness to explore, you can hear Duan Wuming's wailing.

"Damn it! What did the Prime Minister give us to eat? I... I can't do it, I can't do it! Get out of the way!"

Duan Wuming clutched his stomach, his arms and legs trembling. Before he could shout out the complete sentence, his stomach cramped again, and the feeling came again.

Then there was a flurry of excitement.

Finally, Duan Wuming couldn't bear it anymore and sent someone to call Cheng Ji.

The Prime Minister sent two doctors, but no matter what medicine they prescribed, it didn't work, and he still had diarrhea.

Duan Wuming felt like his anus was about to burst with sparks.

"Sect Master, are you okay?"

Seeing Duan Wuming come out of the toilet, a disciple quickly went up to help him.

"Hmph, no! Old! Pavilion!"

Duan Wuming pushed the disciple away and stared at the yard next door with a livid face.

Everyone else was fine, but he was the only one who had diarrhea and couldn't stop it. He could even use his toes to figure out who did it.

They are really a bunch of brats who don’t know the heights of the world!

……

"Ha ha ha ha."

Listening to the commotion next door, Song Xiaoye laughed so hard that she could hardly breathe, clutching her stomach, "I'm laughing so hard, this old man, just get down with him, don't even think about attending tomorrow's banquet!"

"I'll be here soon."

Just after Song Huaiqing finished speaking, he heard a rough knock on the door from outside.

"Song Huaiqing, come out here! You despicable and shameless kid!"

Every strand of Duan Wuming's hair was filled with anger, and he wished he could rush in with the knife in hand.

Seeing that no one opened the door, he got angry at his disciple: "Didn't you eat?! Knock louder!"

Why are you angry at him?

The disciple kept complaining and could only knock on the door harder and harder.

Suddenly, the door was opened, and the disciple lost his balance and stumbled inside, almost falling to the ground.

Song Xiaoye glanced at Duan Wuming and pretended not to know anything: "What's wrong with Sect Leader Duan? Why is his face so bad, but he is sick? I have a good elixir here, which is guaranteed to cure the disease." remove!"

With that said, he took out a bottle of elixir.

"Don't tell me that there are no such things!" Duan Wuming vigorously brushed Song Xiaoye's hand away, his eyes widened, and like an old scalper, he said in a rough voice, "Hurry up and get the antidote! I didn't expect the three pavilions of Tangtang Bu Lao Pavilion. The Lord is actually a despicable and shameless young man!”

When he saw Song Xiaoye, he realized that Song Huaiqing didn't go to the banquet today. Song Xiaoye was the only one in the Bulao Pavilion. Song Xiaoye must have given him the medicine!

"Sect Leader Duan, what are you talking about?" Song Xiaoye moved her position silently, avoiding the spittle that Duan Wuming spat out because he was too excited, pretending to be wronged, and a little angry in his grievance, "How can I even do you?" I don’t even know, why am I so mean and shameless? You can eat whatever you want, but don’t talk nonsense! Be careful, I will sue you for slander! And I kindly gave you the elixir, but you don’t appreciate it, but you still want to beat me up, the world But there is no such reason!”