The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Xu Xingzhi knelt down and went down with a plop.

The face of Mr. Guangfu suddenly clouded over: "Who told you to kneel at the door? Shame on you!"

Xu Xingzhi let out an ah, straightened his clothes and got up, aggrieved: "You didn't say to come in and then kneel."

The Lord of Guangfu didn't talk to him any more, and sternly shouted: "Get out!"

Kneeling and standing, Xu Xingzhi realized that Lord Guangfu was really angry this time, so he stopped talking and quickly rolled in.

The purpose of the trip of the four sects this time is to capture the rebellious beast Nine-Tailed Snake, which has a fierce temperament, so the head disciples of the four sects are all in their positions, and they are standing on both sides of the front of the Shangfengguan Hall with their juniors. Waiting for Xu Xingzhi's arrival.

Holding the spear in his arms, Zhou Beinan gloated over his misfortune. When Xu Xingzhi turned his gaze, he shook his head deliberately and clicked his tongue.

Qu Chi was not as relaxed as Zhou Beinan, he held Fuchen's fingers tightly, and his eyes were full of worry; Wen Xuechen held the Yin-Yang ring in his hand, and used it to move his fingers and wrists, showing no joy or anger on his expression.

Meng Chongguang and Jiuzhideng stood on both sides, and their eyes followed Xu Xingzhi's since he entered the door, both of them looked worried.

Mr. Guangfu was under the four-character plaque of "Leaving the country, sitting and forgetting", and his expression was extremely cold, which was exactly the expression of his fury.

He cut to the chase and asked, "Who did you go out with?"

Seeing this battle, Xu Xingzhi knew that it was useless to lie any more, so he simply knelt down and said frankly: "Thirty-four."

"Who is Thirty-four? Don't you know?"

Xu Xingzhi raised his hand and touched the side of his nose: "...Modao Loose Cultivator."

Lord Guangfu reprimanded: "You have cultivated well with people in the devil way? Xu Xingzhi, who do you think you are? You are the first disciple of Fengling Mountain, and you have close contacts with people who are not in the way. The land? Where do you put Qing Jingjun?"

Hearing Master Guangfu mention Master, Xu Xingzhi just argued: "Uncle Master, the magic way has been repaired with the four schools 20 years ago, and there have been few disturbances in recent years. On the [-]th, he has no interest in the magic way. , and only concentrate on practicing swordsmanship. Since he can cultivate his own mind and not recklessly cause harm, what is the difference between him and a righteous person?"

After hearing these words, everyone present couldn't help turning their gazes to Nine Branch Lamps.

It is not so much that Xu Xingzhi's long speech is to protect Thirty-four, it is better to say that he is protecting someone present.

Nine Branch Lamps remained silent, but the copper-patterned pendant pinched in his palm was slightly deformed.

The Lord of Guangfu laughed back angrily: "What do you mean? A demon cultivator can now be compared with the disciples of the immortal sect? In this case, why don't you just abandon the way and follow the demon?"

Xu Xingzhi couldn't argue with this remark, so he could only bow his head: "My disciple dare not."

"Don't dare?" Lord Guangfu sneered, "Is there anything in the world that you Xu Xingzhi dare not do? If I don't teach you a lesson, you will really be lawless!"

He said to Xu Pingsheng who was beside him: "Please bring the Xuanwu stick."

Xu Pingsheng was slightly stunned, his eyes stayed on Xu Xingzhi for a while, but he only hesitated for a moment: "...Yes, Master."

The Xuanwu cudgel is one of the magic weapons of Lord Guangfu, it is made of pure steel, the whole body is silver and shiny, it is in the shape of a pagoda, with barbs and sharp thorns on it, all disciples of Fengling Mountain will surely change face when they hear this cudgel.

Hearing this order, Zhou Beinan, who had been watching from the wall just now, changed his color, put down his arms wrapped around his chest, and said in surprise: "Mr. Fan has never caused any serious disaster, so let’s forget it after a reprimand. Besides, he needs to work hard to hunt down the Nine-Tailed Snake. I hope that Lord Guangfu will consider the overall situation and send this time for the time being..."

Lord Guangfu interrupted in a cold voice: "This is my Fenglingshan family business, so you don't need Mr. Zhou to worry about it."

Zhou Beinan was at a loss for words, turned his head and kept winking at Xu Xingzhi, signaling him to be soft and beg for mercy, and just say a few bad words about the Demon Dao.

Xu Xingzhi was unmoved, and knelt straight on the spot, his eyes lowered, pretending not to see, Zhou Beinan gritted his teeth in anger.

After Xu Pingsheng invited Xuanwu sticks, Lord Guangfu ordered: "Twenty sticks."

Xu Pingsheng's face changed slightly: "Master, is twenty sticks too much..."

Lord Guangfu didn't even look at him: "What do you mean? Are you willing to be whipped on his behalf?"

Xu Pingsheng immediately fell silent, his thin lips twitched for a moment and said: "Master, Senior Brother Xu is higher in seniority than disciples, disciples dare not whip."

While Mr. Guangfu was pondering, Meng Chongguang and Jiuzhideng walked out almost at the same time: "Uncle Master..."

The two looked at each other, and it was rare to find a consensus at the same moment, and said in unison: "The disciple is willing to suffer the punishment for the senior brother."

The Lord of Guangfu was determined to punish Xu Xingzhi this time, and wrote lightly: "Thirty sticks. If there is more intercession, it will be increased to fifty sticks."

Seeing that the punishment was inevitable, Qu Chi took a step forward and asked, "Mr. Guangfu, this junior is willing to execute the sentence for you."

"No need." Lord Guangfu turned his gaze to Wen Xuechen, "Since the disciples are unwilling to execute the sentence because of their status, Qinglianggu Wen Xuechen, would you like to do it for me?"

Wen Xuechen stopped playing with the Yin-Yang ring, and replied in a flat voice, "Yes."

After receiving the basalt stick, Wen Xuechen walked to Xu Xingzhi shaking the wheelchair with one hand.After briefly meeting his gaze, Wen Xuechen said, "Take off your clothes."

Xu Xingzhi glanced at him: "No need."

Wen Xuechen: "If flesh and clothes stick together, you will be the one to suffer."

Xu Xingzhi still didn't listen, and knelt on the spot without saying a word.

Qu Chi's complexion was not very good, but Zhou Beinan felt a little relieved, and comforted Qu Chi in a low voice: "Xuechen has a lot of money, so he won't..."

Before the words fell, several people present heard the muffled sound of the collision of flesh and sticks.

Xu Xingzhi fell to the ground, and after the world was spinning, there was a heart-piercing pain, as if ten thousand nails exploded in his body. He tried to get up while trembling his arms, and at the same time tried to swallow the blood that poured into his mouth. I swallowed it, but after swallowing a few mouthfuls it was really nauseating, so I vomited it all in one gulp.

Wen Xuechen slammed down with two sticks in succession, the strength of which was almost the same as the first stick.

Even Lord Guangfu didn't expect Wen Xuechen to strike so hard, and his face changed a few times.

Zhou Beinan was dumbfounded, and when he came back to his senses, regardless of whether Mr. Guangfu was still here, he cursed, "Wen Xuechen, are you crazy? Are you going to beat him to death?"

Wen Xuechen stopped, sat down with a stick, and said calmly: "It is the Lord of Guangfu who wants me to punish, and I have to."

After saying that, he gave an order to Xu Xing who couldn't even get up: "Get up."

Jiuzhideng looked at the pool of blood on the ground, his thin lips parted a few times, bloodshot eyes gradually filled his eyes, he raised his head to look at Mr. Guangfu, stared at him for a moment, and was about to take the basalt stick, when Meng Chongguang He rushed out before him, and knelt directly on Xu Xingzhi's body, crying in a crying voice: "The disciple is willing to be punished for the senior brother, the disciple is willing to..."

"Go back!" Without waiting for Mr. Guangfu to speak, Xu Xingzhi shouted hoarsely, "Whose child, is there anyone in charge?"

Meng Chongguang didn't want to be scolded by Xu Xingzhi, and looked up at Xu Xingzhi in a panic, with tears in his eyes: "Brother..."

The Lord of Guangfu originally thought that Wen Xuechen was fair in dealing with things, and he hated wicked people so much that he would not be merciful, but he never expected that he would do such a deadly thing.

However, the order has been issued, and it is inevitable to change it day and night, which will inevitably attract criticism, so he can only say coldly: "Continue to punish. Thirty sticks, not one less."

After saying that, he turned around and went into the main hall of Shangfengguan.Xu Pingsheng was by Mr. Guangfu's side. Before entering the hall, he looked back with some impatience, lowered his head again, and quickly left with Mr. Guangfu.

As soon as Lord Guangfu left, Zhou Beinan came up and snatched the basalt stick. He was furious, and he was afraid that speaking loudly would make Lord Guangfu leave and return, so he could only lower his voice and curse at Wen Xuechen: "Wen Xuechen, why don't you go back?" Really hit?!"

Only then did Xu Xingzhi straighten his waist with trembling arms: "If you don't really fight, how can my uncle let me go so easily." Speaking of this, he looked at Wen Xuechen, and changed the subject, "...fuck your uncle Wen Baimao, I I know you're attacking badly, but can't you be a little lighter?"

Wen Xuechen kicked him in the back: "You talk too much. Lie down and pretend to be dizzy."

Xu Xingzhi lay back on the ground, his head dizzy from the pain and his mouth still refused to stop: "I fucking suspect that you really want to hit me."

Wen Xuechen admitted calmly: "I want you to have a longer memory. You must never easily get along with people who are not on different paths. You have to remember this clearly."

As soon as he admitted this, Xu Xingzhi lost his temper: "Go away."

Wen Xuechen: "...I told you to take off your clothes, but you didn't listen, whoever suffers."

Xu Xingzhi snorted: "Then do I have to thank you for reminding me?"

Wen Xuechen: "You're welcome. Qu Chi, you will hit the next 27 sticks."

Qu Chi handed Fuchen to his junior brother beside him, rolled up his sleeves and took the Xuanwu stick: "Don't worry, I know what to do. It won't hurt too much."

Zhou Beinan was displeased: "Why are you beating me? Everyone is so honest, are you out of your mind? I'll go tell Mr. Guangfu that you've fainted. I don't believe he will beat you to death?"

There was a lot of noise around, which made Xu Xingzhi dizzy.

In his dizziness, he looked back and saw Jiuzhideng standing not far away, his fists clenched tightly, and Meng Chongguang was staring at him with teary eyes, probably calling "senior brother" from his mouth shape.

Then, Xu Xingzhi's eyes completely darkened.

When he woke up again, Xu Xingzhi found himself lying on the bed, and there was a window beside the bed, and there was a small lake outside the window, where goldfish were playing, and the slanting cypresses were green and quiet, but it was clean.

He had removed his upper body clothes, and there was a refreshing taste of Baihui Dan in his mouth, which Wen Xuechen probably fed him. Although his back was still burning, it was not unbearable anymore.

Xu Xingzhi reluctantly got up, touched the washbasin stand in the room, turned his back to the bronze mirror to look at the wound on his back,

Xu Xingzhi himself was taken aback if he didn't know this.

Surrounding the three shocking bloodstains on his back, there were patches of uneven damage. It was obvious that the flesh and clothes were seriously stuck together, so they had to be torn off forcefully.

Xu Xingzhi supported the washbasin stand, practicing pitiful expressions.

No matter how you say it, Mr. Guangfu is his elder. Now that he is awake, he should go to Mr. Guangfu to admit his mistakes, lest he feel that he is rude, and give him the remaining 27 whips.

Xu Xingzhi was practicing, and suddenly he heard Meng Chongguang's voice behind him: "What are you doing, brother?"

Xu Xingzhi turned back and said with a smile: "Look in the mirror. But the more I look, the more handsome I am, I can't even look away."

However, Meng Chongguang was rarely amused by Xu Xingzhi, and came in with a copper plate: "Chongguang give the medicine to senior brother."

"Hey, so many medicines." Xu Xingzhi walked forward with his upper body bare, took a bottle, put it in his hand and looked at it carefully, "... this bottle is easy to identify, it is from Qinglianggu. This bottle is from Danyang Peak, Just look at the pattern. They all have hearts."

Meng Chongguang gritted his teeth: "You beat up your brother, but you still come to pretend to be a good person, what is this?"

He looked at Xu Xingzhi's scar extending to his shoulder, and said softly: "I really want to kill them."

Xu Xingzhi was stunned, and when he raised his eyes to meet Meng Chongguang's sight, he was shocked for a moment.

But soon, the eyes that made Xu Xingzhi's heart tighten were softened by a layer of tears.

Meng Zhongguang bit his lip and said softly: "Senior brother..."

Xu Xingzhi immediately softened his heart, and put aside the fierce killing intent that had just flashed in Meng Zhongguang's eyes: "Why are you crying, I didn't cry."

Meng Chongguang dodged Xu Xingzhi's hand, and said with a soft cry: "...I didn't cry."

Xu Xingzhi reached out and hugged Meng Chongguang's back neck, and pinched it like a kitten: "Senior brother yelled at you at that time, did you get angry with senior brother?"

"I'm angry with senior brother." Meng Chongguang's face turned pale, "Senior brother obviously only needs to say something wrong with the last one, why is Guangfu so angry? You clearly can't bear Jiuzhideng to be scolded by senior uncle, you... ..."

"Brother." Xu Xingzhi frowned slightly, "Jiuzhideng is your senior brother. It's outrageous for you to call him by name and surname like this."

Meng Chongguang was already worried about Jiuzhideng in his heart, and when he heard Xu Xingzhi say this, he suddenly showed disbelief: "...Brother, you are shameless for him?"

Xu Xingzhi was speechless: "I..."

Meng Chongguang pushed the medicine tray into Xu Xingzhi's arms, and ran away.

Xu Xingzhi took a few steps to chase, and only felt the pain in his back when he reached the door. When he was holding on to the door frame, he happened to lean into someone's arms.

Meng Chongguang originally slowed down his pace, and stopped moving when he got down the steps at the door. He just waited for Xu Xingzhi to come out. Unexpectedly, Jiuzhideng would rush out halfway and embrace Xu Xingzhi, who almost fell down, into his arms.

Jiuzhideng's face was not good-looking: "Brother, you are seriously injured, I will help you in."

Xu Xingzhi's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he couldn't say a word. He was surrounded by nine lamps and sent back to the room.

The muscles on Xu Xingzhi's body are beautifully trained, thin and strong, but his waist is lean and thin, and he can hug him with one arm.

Seeing Jiuzhideng and Xu Xingzhi hugging each other with such intimate movements, Meng Chongguang regretted it immediately, and rushed back a few steps, but could only watch the door close in front of his eyes.

He knocked on the door angrily, only to find that the door was imbued with spiritual power by the nine lamps, and it would never have been able to be opened without the same use of spiritual power.

According to common sense, Meng Chongguang's spiritual power is far from that of Jiuzhideng, and he can't break through the door at all.

Meng Chongguang lingered around the door for a few times, his face extremely ugly.

Jiuzhideng carried Xu Xingzhi to the bed, and after he was settled, he opened the medicine bottle, poured the medicine oil into the palm of his hand, rubbed his hands back and forth to heat up, and carefully applied the medicine for him.

Xu Xingzhi pressed his sweaty cheeks on the bed, frowned and endured the pain, without saying a word.

Xu Xingzhi didn't speak, so the reticent Jiuzhideng naturally wouldn't say much, but he obviously wanted to say something, Xu Xingzhi felt a little funny when he saw that he was hesitant to speak many times.

He said in a soft voice: "Xiao Deng, just say what you want to say."

Jiuzhideng endured and endured, and asked: "Brother, does it hurt?"

Xu Xingzhi: "...that's not what you want to ask. I'm in pain, if you don't ask again, I'll fall asleep later, and you won't be able to ask again."

Jiuzhideng got permission, and said just now: "Brother, how many people know about your going out this time?"

Xu Xingzhi replied: "I didn't tell anyone."

When he met with Thirty-four, it was always Thirty-four who sneaked up to him, and he followed him out, and it was too late for him to hide it, so how could he talk casually to others.

"Just an hour ago, Mr. Guangfu summoned us suddenly and asked about your whereabouts. But from the appearance of Mr. Guangfu, I clearly knew that you had already gone to meet Thirty-four." Jiuzhideng paused for a moment before finally Asked, "...Brother, have you ever thought about whether someone has informed you?"

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