The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Elder Yuheng was punished for breaking the precepts. This incident was like having wings, and almost everyone in the sect knew about it that night without waiting until the next morning.

If two hundred sticks were exchanged for ordinary people, they would probably be beaten to death.Even a cultivator can drink a pot of it.

Xue Meng jumped up after learning about it: "What?! Master went to the Discipline Court?"

"Young master, hurry up and talk to your lord, your lord is already wounded, how can he bear two hundred sticks?"

Xue Meng was going crazy: "My father? No, my father is still in the Snow Palace and has not come back. Feige's letter will not arrive until the next day at least. Why don't you stop the master?"

Mo Ran and Shi Mei glanced at each other.

Stop Chu Wanning?

Who in this world can stop him?

"No, no, I'll go find him now." Xue Meng hurriedly ran towards the commandment court.Before entering the courtyard, he saw a group of discipline elders' disciples blocking the entrance of the main hall, whispering something.

"What are you doing with the stick? Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"Little Lord!"

"Ah, the young master is here."

"Give way, the young master is here."

The disciples quickly separated the two sides and made way for Xue Meng.The gate of the Qingtian Palace was opened, and Chu Wanning sat in it kneeling, with a straight body and closed eyes.The elder of the precepts held an iron stick in his hand, and was reciting the law of death and life. Every time he finished reading one, the iron stick slammed on Chu Wanning's back.

"No. 90 in this sect is the same. Don't indiscriminately hurt innocent people. Don't use fairy arts to deal with ordinary people. Under the stick, do you have any complaints?"

"No complaints."

"The No. 90 second law of our sect, don't act rashly, don't show your own quickness, under the stick, do you have any complaints?"

"No complaints."

The elders of the precepts dare not be soft-hearted, and can only implement it impartially. After more than 90 sticks, Chu Wanning's white robe was completely stained with blood.

Xue Meng respected Chu Wanning the most, and when he saw this, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted: "Master!"

Chu WanNing turned a deaf ear, still closing his eyes, his brows slightly frowned.

Elder Discipline looked towards the door and said in a low voice, "Elder Yuheng, the young master is here."

"I'm not deaf, I heard it." Chu Wanning's mouth was bruised, but he didn't raise his eyes. "His child is noisy, don't worry about it."

The precept elder sighed: "...Yuheng, why are you doing this?"

"Who made my disciple always disobedient." Chu Wanning said lightly, "If I don't follow the law and be punished today, what face will I have to discipline others in the future."

"..."

"Go ahead."

"Ah..." Elder Discipline looked at his pale and slender neck, protruding from the edge of the wide collar, hanging gently like thin smoke, and couldn't help saying, "Then at least it's lighter?"

"...This move is no different from deception." Chu Wanning said, "Don't worry, it's only two hundred sticks, I can bear it."

"Elder Yuheng..."

"Command, you don't need to say more, continue."

The iron rod finally fell down again.

Xue Meng's voice was distorted: "Elder Commandment! Don't you fucking stop? Where do you put this young master? You hit my master!! It's my master!!!"

The precept elder had no choice but to bite the bullet and pretend he didn't hear.

Xue Meng's lungs were about to explode: "Didn't you hear that old man? I ordered you to stop! You, if you dare to hit him again, I, I, I—"

He was me for a long time, but he couldn't think of anything to say. After all, he was only a 15-year-old boy. No matter how "the proud son of heaven", his strength and qualifications were far inferior to the elders, so he could only blush and choke out an unreasonable sentence ——

"I told my dad to go!!!"

Precept Elder: "..."

Chu Wanning sighed imperceptibly.

97 sticks. 98 sticks. 99 sticks.One hundred sticks...

The clothes were all torn, and the blood was hideous and glaring.

Xue Meng couldn't bear it anymore.His eyes were red in a hurry, and he was about to rush in, but Chu Wanning suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand and waved, an enchantment instantly slashed down, blocking the door, bouncing Xue Meng back a few steps, Almost fell to the ground.

Chu Wanning coughed up blood, rolled his eyes, and squinted with a pair of sharp and lightning-like phoenix eyes.

"Shame on you, go back!"

"Master!"

Chu Wanning sternly said: "When will the young master at the peak of death and life order the elders of the precepts to bend the law for personal gain? Get out!"

Xue Meng stared at him, his eyes were wide open, and there seemed to be water beads swirling inside.

Mo Ran touched his chin beside him, and the corner of his mouth was still curled up like nothing: "Oh, it's not good, Fenghuang'er is going to cry."

Hearing this sentence, Xue Meng turned his head suddenly, and gave Mo Ran a hard look. The eyes were red with tears, but he couldn't bear to let the tears roll down.

No complaints, no more talking back.

He crawled up from the ground, lowered his head, gritted his teeth and wiped off the dust on his body, then knelt down towards the Qingtian Temple: "Master, this disciple understands his mistake."

Chu Wanning was still being tortured by the iron rod, his back had never been bent, but his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.

Xue Meng said stubbornly: "But I won't go, I will accompany Master."

After all, I can't afford to kneel.

Mo Ran's eyes are turning to the sky.Xue Meng Xue Ziming, the proud son of heaven, is humble to the bone in front of Chu Wanning alone.He is a phoenix in front of others, but he can become a quail in front of Master.If it wasn't for sure that Xue Meng didn't like men, Mo Ran would suspect that this guy probably fell in love with Chu Wanning, so he would be so determined to die without regret.The master slapped him on the left cheek, but this little quail can also move his right cheek too cheaply.

Take it, take it.

It's really doglegs.

Although he was contemptuous in his heart, his cheeks were sour for some reason. Mo Ran stared at Xue Meng for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant he felt, and he felt that he could not show his loyalty alone.

Chu Wanning didn't like herself at all, if Xue Meng made such a fuss again, would Chu Wanning be more eccentric in the future?

So he simply knelt down and knelt next to Xue Meng.

"I also accompany Master."

Of course Shi Mo knelt down, and the three disciples were all kneeling outside and waiting.After hearing the news, the disciples of the other elders came to the precept court to watch the excitement under various pretexts.

"My God, why is it Elder Yuheng..."

"I heard that ordinary people were beaten in a fit of anger."

"Ah! So fierce?"

"Hush, whisper, Elder Yuheng heard it and beat you back!"

Someone else asked, "Why is the young master kneeling?"

"Mr. Mo is also kneeling..."

Mo Ran is handsome and has a sweet mouth. I don’t know how many girls have earned good intentions on weekdays. At this time, someone can’t help feeling pity, and whispered: "I feel so sorry for Mr. Mo, what should I do, do you want to ask for mercy? .”

"Let's take care of their master and apprentice affairs. If you dare to go, go, anyway, I'm cowardly. Do you still remember that senior sister who was beaten hundreds of times by Elder Yuheng..."

"…………"

After two hundred sticks.

The barrier was finally removed.

Xue Meng quickly got up from the ground, ran to the Qingtian Temple, and got close. When he saw Chu Wanning's appearance, he yelled "ah" angrily, and turned his head to grab the elder of the discipline. Collar: "You old man, won't you hit it softer!!!"

"Xue Ziming." Chu Wanning closed his eyes, his blood-stained lips opened and closed, and his hoarse voice revealed invisible deterrence.

"..."

Xue Meng's knuckles rattled, and he pushed the elder of the precepts suddenly, letting him go.At this time, Mo Ran also came. He was still smiling, and felt that the elders of the commandments would definitely take into account Chu Wanning's identity and would not be heavy handed.But looking down at Chu Wanning's injury, suddenly, the smile on his face froze.

Didn't Chu Wanning actually tell the precept elders that he had a shoulder injury? !

Those two hundred rods were more or less drawn, and they were all smashed on the old scar on his shoulder.

Old wounds piled on top of new ones.

Chu Wanning you...

crazy? !

His pupils shrank sharply, and a strong resentment welled up in his heart.

Mo Ran didn't know what he was resenting, or what he was angry about. He just felt a fire in his stomach, and the burning internal organs were scorched, and the six internal organs were burnt.He is used to Chu Wanning being tortured by himself, crushing his self-esteem and tarnishing his innocence.But Mo Ran can't bear Chu Wanning's scars, but others beat him!

Probably the reason why he didn't forget the past in his previous life, Mo Ran subconsciously felt that this person was his own, whether this person was dead or alive, whether he hated or hated, it was all his own.

He didn't care about Chu Wanning's punishment at first, but he thought that Chu Wanning was an elder, and the two hundred sticks would definitely not be a severe punishment.

At the very least, it would also avoid the unhealed wound on his shoulder.

But Chu Wanning didn't say anything!Don't say it!What is this lunatic doing?What are you holding back?What are you clinging on to foolishly? ! ?

There was chaos in his head, and Mo Ran wanted to raise his hand to help him, but Xue Meng had already taken him a step ahead, holding Chu Wanning and helping him.

"..." Mo Ran's hand hung in the air, and after a while, he put it down again.

He watched Xue Meng help Chu Wanning go away, and he didn't know what it was like.

Wanting to keep up, but unwilling to move away.

What happened in my previous life is over.

Today, Chu Wanning is just his master.

Between them, any chaotic, hateful, charming entanglement has not happened yet.

He shouldn't have thought this way.It doesn't matter if Chu Wanning is beaten by someone, supported by someone, or whoever he loves to be with, even if he is killed by someone, it has nothing to do with him.

Shi Mo came to him: "Let's go, let's go and see with the young master."

"I won't go, it's enough to have Xue Meng here. I can't help much. If there are too many people, it will add to the chaos." Mo Ran's face remained unchanged, but his heart was a little confused.

He really didn't understand what he was feeling right now.

Is it hate?

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Comes with a character sticker No. 2.

Xue Meng

Word: Ziming.

Posthumous title: This person never died

Occupation: His father is the king of the mountain, and he is the young master of the king of the mountain

To put it simply: the second generation of mines

Social outlook: Excellent immortal cultivators who have not yet graduated

To put it simply: unemployed youth

Current favorite: Someone praises him, praises him, praises him to death

Favorite food: hot pot, it should be super spicy

Dislikes: no one praises him

Height: 169 at present, 178 when fully grown