Master, your apprentice has fallen into a demon again

In fact, when Yin Wushang saw Immortal Qingwu swearing, his eyes widened.

His dark pupils were full of disbelief.

How could Qingwu Immortal Lord, who respects the Son of Heaven and the Prince of Yagai, utter obscenities without blinking?

This wave of shock has not yet passed, and in the next second, in the reflection in the water, a pair of pink and white cat ears grew on the head of the indifferent fairy.

Those fluffy cat ears trembled on the top of Xianjun's head.

Yin Wushang's eyes were dull, his mind went blank, and he felt something suddenly shattered in his heart. The place that fettered his heart seemed like tens of thousands of horses galloping and a volcano erupted.

And the heart that had been calm all the time seemed to jump out of the chest, hot and excited again and again.

Yin Wushang tried his best to concentrate, his eyes fixed on the small puddle in front of him.

He looked at Immortal Qingwu who was wearing cat ears, and vaguely guessed something.

The cat... his cat...

no... no it's just...

Ah ah ah! !

Yin Wushang didn't dare to blink, he held his frantically beating heart and dared not blink, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he also stared at the puddle in front of him, really afraid of missing something important.

A white light flashed behind him, and Qingwu Xianjun in the mirror image of the puddle disappeared out of thin air.

A snow-white cat lay on the spot where Qingwu Immortal Lord had stood. After flicking its tail, it wobbled over with small steps.

Yin Wushang: "..."

His mind was dead, and it was more disbelief, because no one knew this cat better than him.

This is the cat he raised in Luoxia Peak for two years.

They slept in the same bed, drank water from the same glass, and even ate rice from the same bowl...

Yin Wushang blinked his red eyes violently a few times, is he still trapped in the illusion of the three-tailed fox demon?

Otherwise why would there be such a ridiculous and terrible hallucination.

Who can tell him what's going on?

Why is his cat the high and mighty Immortal Qingwu?Why did that invincible fairy become his cat?

Yin Wushang was tied up on the sacrificial altar. The too magical plot made him feel exciting, terrified, excited, and apprehensive. Many complicated emotions left him in a daze. His face was expressionless and silent. Silent, stiff as a sculpture.

But no one knew how turbulent his heart was at the moment.

He felt that the blood in his whole body was flowing backwards, rushing towards his forehead like a flood that broke a bank.

The swollen and needle-like pain made Yin Wushang finally recognize the truth of this dream.

His cat is Qingwu Immortal Lord?

oh!It turns out that the cat is Master!

He had known for a long time that the cat would turn into a human, but he didn't expect that that person would be Shizun.

That unfathomable, lofty, incomparable master.

***

How did Su Baili know that he had lost all his vest, not even his underpants.

With a smell of blood all over his body, resisting the urge to vomit, he quickly jumped into the clear puddle under the hillside.

After washing his whole body, Su Baili raised his eyes and found that the shit-shoveling officer had woken up, half of the black cloth covering his eyes had fallen off.

Su Baili froze for a moment, when did the shit-shoveling officer wake up?He probably didn't see the person turning into a cat just now, did he?

Su Baili met Yin Wushang's calm gaze, seeing that there was no surprise or ripple in those dark eyes, he immediately felt relieved.

The excrement shovel officer has his back facing him, and he can't see anything. How could he guess that the cat is the Qingwu Immortal?

What's more, his expression is so flat, he doesn't look surprised at all, he must think that the cat was brought by Qingwu Immortal.

Su Baili felt relieved, and after shaking off the water droplets on the fur, he climbed up the poop officer's trousers and onto his shoulders.

"Meow?" Shit shoveler, are you alright?

Yin Wushang didn't speak, but only glanced sideways at the cat, deep in his eyes were turbulent, but his face was still calm.

Su Baili stretched out his paw, and patted his face with the pink flesh pad.

"Meow?" Why didn't you speak?Are you scared?

Feeling the cat's doubts, Yin Wushang pursed his lips and said softly: "I'm fine, I'm fine."

"Meow∽" It's good that you're fine, I can't take it anymore, I need to rest for a while.

Su Baili didn't care whether he understood or not, he found a comfortable position, buried his face in the side of the shit-shoveling officer's neck and closed his eyes.

He is so tired!

When he heard the news, he rushed over day and night. Yu Jian didn't close his eyes for two days and two nights.

Just now, fighting the fox demon out of wits again, I was really exhausted without a drop of energy left.

Su Baili lay on Yin Wushang's shoulder, smelled the familiar and pleasant smell of Shit Shovel Officer, grabbed his collar and fell asleep instantly.

Yin Wushang's whole body was stiff, his back was tense, and even the tips of his ears turned red silently for no reason.

Once upon a time cats were just cats.

Whether it's kissing, touching, or making trouble, it's just a cat.

But now, Mao'er has become a master.

The master, who could only look up to him forever, was lying on his shoulder affectionately at this moment, with his face buried in the side of his neck.

The slight but warm breath climbed up the side of his neck and up to his ears, and the faint fragrance of coldness filled his nostrils.

As long as you close your eyes, you can think of Master lying on his body and blowing into his ears.

This is simply a scene that is more illusory than a dream, but it has appeared alive now, and it is real.

Yin Wushang took a deep breath and felt his heart beating faster.

How can a young man who is not gloomy about the world stand this torment, a blush spread along his neck to the tips of his ears, and then covered his entire face.

Suddenly some strange thoughts popped up uncontrollably in his mind, Yin Wushang rolled his Adam's apple, only felt that a ball of fire burned through his throat, rolled through the meridians of his whole body, burning his limbs and bones , can't wait to burn him to ashes.

A weird and charming atmosphere rippling in this dilapidated and gloomy valley.

The entire valley was extremely quiet, so quiet that Yin Wushang could even hear the sound of his own heart beating, hot and scalding.

***

After half an hour, someone broke the silence.

It turned out that after Elder Qi untied Jiang Xiaonian from the fairy rope, he didn't see his master, so he quietly came to the maple tree again out of worry.

Elder Qi was worried that he would come alone, so he took him up to Tuling Mountain, only to discover the destroyed illusion behind the maple tree.

Seeing that there was no big movement, Jiang Xiaonian and Elder Qi followed the cave to find it.

After letting go of Yin Wushang who was tied to the sacrificial altar, Jiang Xiaonian looked at the extra cat on his shoulder and asked in doubt, "How did it come here?"

Yin Wushang is hiding it very well at the moment, but his heart is getting more and more turbulent.It turned out that Jiang Xiaonian, who was the most favored, didn't know about the fact that the master was the white cat.

His mind was spinning a thousand times, but on his face he didn't blink his eyes, he lied and said: "Master brought it."

Jiang Xiaonian didn't think much about it, he wasn't interested in the cat either, he just searched around in the valley, but he couldn't find anything, so he turned around and asked, "Where's the three-tailed fox?"

"I was chased away by Master."

Jiang Xiaonian's eyes lit up: "What about Master?"

"Master, he..." Yin Wushang subconsciously glanced at the cat on his shoulder, paused and lied, "I don't know, maybe let's go!"

"Leaving?" Jiang Xiaonian's eyes, which were still shining just now, instantly became lonely, and murmured in a low voice, "Why did you leave? You haven't said a word to me yet."

Elder Qi, who was searching in the valley, came over: "Since the three-tailed demon fox has been wiped out, it's time for us to go back, let's go."

The three of them and the extra cat left Tu Lingshan.

Because the fox fur has been hunted, the rest of the tasks have been completed, and this time the experience has finally come to an end, so the group boarded the flying magic weapon of Huimen one after another.

As soon as Yin Wushang stepped on the spaceship, someone was staring at him, no, to be precise, it was the little white cat on his shoulder.

That person is Lu Xiaoyue, the youngest female disciple of Wushuang Peak.

Girls are always not immune to this kind of cute little animal, they want it just by looking at it.

Lu Xiaoyue didn't think too much, and walked straight towards Yin Wushang.

"Hey, Brother Jiang, I really like your cat, can you give it to me?"

Lu Xiaoyue and Yin Wushang didn't have much contact with each other, but thinking that she was a girl and she was so pretty, it shouldn't be too much for Yin Wushang to give her a cat.

Yin Wushang didn't even look at her, and said without the slightest hesitation: "No."

Lu Xiaoyue was taken aback, she was rejected?

She is the youngest junior sister of Wushuang Peak, she is petite and cute, and on weekdays, the senior sisters, brothers and even the master of Wushuang Peak love her the most.

Usually, there are many people who please her, and she doesn't even look down on ordinary people who give her things!

But I didn't expect to be rejected by Yin Wushang now.

As soon as Lu Xiaoyue's eyes turned red, tears flowed down her cheeks, and she cried until it rained like pear blossoms, as if she had suffered endless grievances.

This can poke a hornet's nest.

Dozens of disciples from Wushuang Peak saw the little junior sister crying, they immediately swarmed up and asked, "What's the matter? What's the matter? Little junior sister, who bullied you?"

Lu Xiaoyue felt embarrassed, but felt aggrieved, she could only stare at Yin Wushang and the sleeping little white cat on his shoulder with her misty eyes, and whispered: "I like this cat, I think want it."

"Oh, it turned out to be such a trivial matter, little junior sister, don't cry, senior brother Jiang is here to help you solve it."

One of Wushuang Peak's disciples named Jiang Chuhe stood up and said to Yin Wushang, "Sell me this cat, and I'll give you as many spirit stones as you want."

Without batting an eyelid, Yin Wushang said indifferently, "Not for sale."

"Then I'll exchange it with you with a fairy artifact." Another disciple stood up and looked down at the fairy sword in his hand with reluctance, but looking at the little junior sister who was still crying silently, he gritted his teeth and said, "This is I got a new Changhong Sword, I will exchange it for your cat."

Yin Wushang still threw two words at him: "No change."

"Then what do you want in exchange for me?"

"Nothing in exchange." Yin Wushang was annoyed by their entanglement, and his tone became more and more indifferent.

After hearing this, Lu Xiaoyue cried even more sadly.

The first disciple named Jiang Chuhe broke his heart and said viciously: "Today you have to change if you change, or you have to change if you don't change."

"That's right," someone uttered the first harsh words, and the people behind them started to act unscrupulously.

"It's your honor that our little junior sister takes a fancy to your cat. You are so ignorant...you really have no eyes."

Yin Wushang raised his eyebrows, showing a piercing smile, "I just don't want to change, what can you do?"

Jiang Chuhe said arrogantly: "There are thirteen disciples of our Wushuang Peak who have gone out to practice. You have one now. You can decide for yourself whether you want a cat or die."

"Damn..."

As soon as Yin Wushang's words fell, Wushuang Peak's disciples started laughing, as expected he was going to be tyrannical, this kid just didn't want to be scared.

Seeing that he was so sensible, Jiang Chuhe felt that he had gained face, showed a smile, and did not forget to come out to smooth things over: "It would have been better if it had been like this earlier, we are all members of the same sect, why bother to make such a fuss."

Yin Wushang continued, "I want cats too."

Jiang Chuhe's smiling face froze, and he said coldly, "What did you say? Try saying it again."

"I said, I want a cat for my life."

"Then you can try."

Yin Wushang ignored them, tilted his head and thought for a while, afraid that he would throw the cat on his shoulders in a fight later, and felt that it was better to put it on his chest for safety.

So he turned his head, carefully picked up the sleeping cat, and pulled off the collar of his outer robe.

In the middle of the journey, the cat opened his eyes, and in a daze, saw that the person holding it was the shit shovel officer. After rubbing his head up and rubbing his face, he fell into a deep sleep again.

Yin Wushang couldn't help showing a smile, pinched its soft ears with his thumbs, and then gently put it into the jacket.

After settling down the cat, Yin Wushang raised his head, the eyes that were full of tenderness just now were eroded by the cold, and the spirit sword in his hand was out of its sheath.

Jiang Chuhe of Wushuang Peak was taken aback by his determination.

"Are you really going to fight against the thirteen of us because of a cat?"

"Why not?" There was a flash of fighting intent in Yin Wushang's eyes.

He always remembered what the master said to Jiang Xiaonian, the master said: Someone is intentionally causing trouble, if you can't turn a blind eye, then it's better to fight to the end.

It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, just be at ease.

***

Seeing that he was so ignorant, Jiang Chuhe also drew his sword, with undisguised contempt and disdain in his tone: "One against thirteen? Well, let me see how capable you are."

The battle is imminent.

Before Yin Wushang could make a move, the circle formed by the thirteen disciples of Wushuang Peak was forcibly split open by another tyrannical spiritual energy.

Standing not far away, Jiang Xiaonian said with a half-smile: "It's not fair to have one against thirteen, why not add me."

Jiang Chuhe was furious just now, but when he turned around and saw it was him, he felt a little dazed.

As we all know, he is the most beloved disciple of Qingwu Immortal Lord and the future successor of Luoxia Peak. Anyone who insults him will insult him, but this one will not work.

"Yin, Senior Brother Yin..." Jiang Chuhe pulled a smile on his face and flattered him, "Senior Brother Yin, don't get me wrong, we are just playing around with Senior Brother Jiang."

"How to play?" Jiang Xiaonian said with great interest, "Tell me about it."

Jiang Chuhe immediately evaded the important point and said lightly: "It's like this, our little junior sister has taken a fancy to his cat and wants to borrow it to play with. That cat is just an ordinary cat, but Brother Jiang guards him too tightly, so it is inevitable There was a bit of a conflict."

"Oh! So that's the case." Jiang Xiaonian smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

His qin appeared in his hands at some point, his slender knuckles caressed on the strings, and a sound of the qin destroyed the bluestone round table on the deck like a wind blade. None left.

Jiang Xiaonian raised her eyelids lightly, and said with a cold face, "This is the first time and the last time. If I see it again, it will not be this bluestone that is broken, but you."

If this piano sound really hits a person, it will definitely cut the person into pieces.

All the disciples of Wushuang Peak were frightened to death. Only Jiang Chuhe remained calm. He boldly asked: "Why, why? Dare to ask Senior Brother Yin, where is our mistake?"

He didn't give up and continued: "And Jiang Xiaonian... Jiang, Brother Jiang is not favored, why do you protect him like this?"

"Where's the mistake?" Jiang Xiaonian put away the piano, walked to the disciple, the smile in his eyes became colder and colder.

"It's not your turn to despise the people and things of my Luoxia Peak."

"...Even if he used to be a small handyman, even if he had to protect a cat."

Jiang Xiaonian's words were too forceful, with her cultivation base and backing here, the people of Wushuang Peak didn't dare to do it again, even Lu Xiaoyue put away her tears, and everyone retreated with their heads down.

Yin Wushang Yu Guangyun saw them walking away, so he stared at Jiang Xiaonian and asked, "What did you mean by that sentence just now?"

"literal meaning."

Jiang Xiaonian put away that domineering look, and said with a playful smile: "Master protects the weak. He said that there are few people in Luoxia Peak, every plant and tree, even an ant, he will protect it. He is not here , then this task must be entrusted to me. Whoever called me your father, bah!... Whoever called me your senior brother."

Yin Wushang's eyes were heavy, and he asked with a complicated expression, "Master said?"

"Master said."

After receiving Jiang Xiaonian's affirmative answer, Yin Wushang fell into deep thought. He went back to the room silently, took the sleeping cat out of his chest, and stuffed it into the soft quilt.

Then he squatted by the bed alone, staring at the cat in a daze.

……

As Jiang Xiaonian just said, the master protects the weak, every plant, every tree, even an ant, he must protect it.

So does this include myself who was once a small handyman?

Back then in the martial arts competition, the scene where Master made things difficult for Lin Luo must have been intentional, right?

This will explain why there are so many coincidences.

Lin Luo let himself lick his shoes clean, and Master would just make things difficult for Lin Luo.

Lin Luo punished himself to face the cliff, and Master just happened to punish Lin Luo to face the cliff.

Such an obvious thing, thanks to myself, I thought it was a coincidence at first.

And at the beginning, the master pretended to be a stranger and asked himself if he was from Luoxia Peak.

Thinking about how Master took such pains to vent his anger at the beginning, thinking about it now makes Yin Wushang laugh out loud.

His laughter woke up the sleeping cat.

……

After the cat opened its eyes, it turned over and stretched vigorously on all fours.

He opened his eyes and looked around. It was in a strange room, but the cat didn't panic because there was a beauty shoveling officer by his side.

"Meow woo∽" Shit shoveler, I'm a little thirsty, I want to drink some water from you.

Su Baili jumped off the bed, quickly climbed up the table, saw that there was water in the shit-shoveling officer's cup, his front paws were on the rim of the cup, and he put his head down to drink.

"I'll pour you another cup." Yin Wushang moved faster, snatching the cup he was using quickly.

"Meow?" Why?

Yin Wushang took a new cup, filled it with water and handed it over.

"I drank that glass of water."

The cat was taken aback, what happened after drinking?It didn't matter that much before.

"Meow?" What's the matter?You have a cleanliness again.

Su Baili still didn't believe in evil, and with a wave of his paw, he knocked down the water and the cup that the shit shovel officer just poured him off the table.

He tilted his head, staring straight at the water glass in the hands of the excrement shovel officer with light and dark eyes.

"Meow meow!" I want to drink the cup in your hand.

Yin Wushang hesitated for a moment, then put the cup he had used in front of the cat, and for some reason, the tips of his ears turned red quietly.

The cat flicked its tail happily, drank the water in the shit-shoveling officer's cup, and didn't forget to wash its little paws by the way.

After washing the paws, the cat was like before, handing the wet little paws to the excrement shoveler.

"Meow ∽" Nah!Wipe me clean.

Yin Wushang looked down at the pink flesh pads, the crimson color from the tips of his ears just now spread to his cheeks.

He silently took a clean towel to wipe the cat's paws, but subconsciously moved his eyes away, with erratic black pupils.

The cat tilted its head, obviously a little strange.

In the past, shit shovelers had to kiss its pink meat pad first, and then wipe its small claws. Why did you skip a step today?

……

When the paws were dry, the cat jumped off the table, climbed up to the shit shovel officer's trouser legs and climbed up to his knees, laying down skillfully with its head up, waiting for the shit shovel officer to smooth its fur.

But after waiting for a long time, the shit shovel officer didn't touch it.

The cat turned its head sideways, its beautiful mandarin duck eyes were full of doubts.

"Meow?" My uncle has already set his pose, but you don't touch it?

The shit shovel officer just stared at him blankly, but didn't move his hands.

The cat was not reconciled, so he had to do it himself.

It wrapped its tail around the shit shovel officer's wrist, and pulled the shit shovel officer's hand to touch his back.

……

Of course Yin Wushang wanted to rua the cat, he was going crazy.

I want to scratch the cat's neck hair, touch its back, rub its pink belly, kiss its little claws, and even bury my face in its body to suck it all over.

It can be thought that this cat is his master, so he is a little bit helpless.

Rubbing the cat's pink belly is rubbing Master's belly.

Kissing its little claws is the hand of kissing the master.

Bury your face on its body and suck it all over, that is, master...

Tsk!Although this kind of thing is particularly exciting, there is an indescribable sense of shame.

Yin Wushang somehow imagined the whole process, his face was red and hot, like a boiled prawn.

But his hand was already drawn by the cat's tail to the back of its fluffy neck.

Yin Wushang had no choice but to turn his head away, blushing and gently scratching the cat's neck hair.

The cat purred comfortably from its throat.

"Meow ∽" is so cool!More comfortable than a blind massage.

The cat raised its head unconsciously, and sent its fluffy and soft head to the shit-shoveling officer.

I just squinted my eyes and prepared to enjoy it, but the shit shovel officer took his hand back.

The cat's eyes widened, and it meowed rather aggrieved.

"Meow?" Shit shoveler, what's the matter with you?I haven't been served comfortably yet, why did I stop?

Yin Wushang smiled awkwardly: "Don't touch your head?"

"Meow?" Why?

Su Baili always felt that the shit-shoveling officer was weird this time, he didn't kiss his paws, he didn't smooth his fur, and he didn't even suck him.

The head and small ears, which the poop shoveler usually likes to touch most, didn't even touch it this time.

Su Baili thought about it, could it be that the shit-shoveling officer was unfamiliar with him because he hadn't seen him for half a year?

oh~

So love goes away, right?

***

The cat screamed "Meow" in anger, and immediately stretched out its paw to scratch Yin Wushang's hand.

When Yin Wushang saw the furious cat, and heard its furious and aggrieved meowing, his heart softened.

I had no choice but to suppress those shameful and strange thoughts in my head, stretched out my hand to embrace the white-haired dumpling again, and served it with all my heart.

Although I haven't seen him for more than half a year, Yin Wushang still remembers clearly the movements that cats like and how hard they should be.

He held it, his fingers were slightly bent into claws, and stretched into the nape of his neck with moderate strength, scratching it once and for all.

After about ten strokes, follow the hair of the neck to the back.

After scratching the back of the neck, he turned the cat over and began to rub its soft belly.

Su Baili froze for a moment, and subconsciously showed his paws, but the action of the excrement shovel made him too comfortable.

Then desire overcame reason, the cat flicked its tail, and retracted its paw silently.

woo woo woo ∽

So comfortable, let him fall again.

After being covered by rua all over her body, the cat finally felt at ease. Her legs became weak and trembling all over due to the rua of the excrement shoveler.

Yin Wushang's mind was about to explode while serving Mr. Cat.

He used to like hearing the cat's trembling meow most comfortably, but now...

This cry was automatically filtered into the voice of the master in his mind, and even the movements became the original audio and video in his mind.

It's obviously just a cat, but it's full of shame, even more h than the Eighteen Bans.

Forget it, but when he was rubbing his belly, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a small cat egg between its hind legs.

The scene where they almost touched each other's eggs on Luoxia Peak suddenly appeared, and Yin Wushang's brain exploded with a "boom".

He felt like he was going to die, nosebleeds were about to flow from the corner of his mouth.

Yin Wushang quickly put down the cat, rushed to the bathroom like lightning, and closed the door with a bang.

The cat who was left behind was stunned, why is the shit shoveling officer crazy? What does it mean that the rua cat ran away halfway through rua?

Is such a cute cat as himself unattractive to him?

嘤∽

Sure enough, love will disappear over time!

***

Yin Wushang calmed down, and when he came out of the bathroom, the cat had already disappeared.

They did not meet again until noon the next day.

It's just that Mao'er at that time became a master again, and helped him punish Wushuang Peak's disciples.

……

Things have to start with getting off the spacecraft.

The spaceship belongs to the type of magic weapon, and its speed is certainly not as fast as Su Baili Yujian.

It only takes two days and two nights to travel from the sect Yujian to Tuling Mountain, but the spaceship will take nearly seven or eight days.

So Elder Qi planned to stop for a day on the way, and let all the disciples get off the spaceship and go to the mortal towns to replenish food and supplies.

Because they didn't want to make too much noise, the spaceship stopped in mid-air outside the city.

The disciples climbed down the spaceship one by one from the climbing ladder, and when it was Yin Wushang's turn, the person behind him pushed him heavily, pushing him directly off the spaceship more than ten feet above the ground, knowing whether it was intentional or not.

This distance is not high or short, but there is no time to summon the spirit sword in a hurry, and even Jiang Xiaonian can only scream in surprise.

Seeing that he was about to have an intimate contact with the earth, Yin Wushang resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes.

This distance can't kill him, at most it can break his arm or foot.

But the pain he imagined did not come, and as soon as the feeling of weightlessness eased, he fell into a warm embrace instead, and the familiar and pleasant fragrance of Han Ning came to his face.

Yin Wushang subconsciously grabbed the man's waist, and tightened it tightly. When he opened his eyes, he met an indifferent and clear face.

Yin Wushang was taken aback, and blurted out: "Master..."

"En." Su Baili grabbed him and slowly fell to the ground, casually said: "It's safe."

"Oh." Yin Wushang replied blankly, but his hands didn't move, still tightly hugging Su Baili's waist.

Su Baili was a little out of breath from being hooped by him, he frowned and said, "How long are you going to hug?"

"Ah? Oh." Only then did Yin Wushang come back to his senses, let go of his hands in a panic, and stepped aside with a blushing face.

The touch on his hand was still there just now, and a sentence floated in his mind inexplicably, [Master is so fragrant and soft, and his waist is so thin...]

Su Baili didn't know what he was thinking, turned his head and asked, "Who pushed you just now?"

"what?"

Seeing that the shit-shoveling officer was absent-minded, Su Baili thought he was frightened, so he could only ask patiently, "Who pushed you just now?"

Yin Wushang suppressed his wandering thoughts, and shook his head: "I don't know, this disciple didn't see clearly."

Su Baili didn't speak any more, just sullenly, waiting for all 87 disciples on the spaceship to get off the ground.

Jiang Xiaonian had seen him a long time ago, and quickly climbed down the climbing ladder like a monkey, and jumped down impatiently on the last few floors.

He quickly ran towards Su Baili, and hugged Su Baili's arm shamelessly as usual.

"Master, you haven't left yet?"

Su Baili let out a "hmm", and his ugly face eased a little bit, but his eyes kept staring at the person who climbed down from the spaceship.

Naturally, the disciples on the spaceship also saw him, and all of them were stiff and uneasy, especially those from Wushuang Peak, whose faces turned pale with fright.

They only bullied Yin Wushang yesterday, but they met his master today.

The disciples of Wushuang Peak had no choice but to pray, hoping that Qingwu Immortal Lord did not like Yin Wushang as rumored.

……

Half a cup of tea has passed, and all the people on the spaceship have landed.

Su Baili glanced at the group of disciples, patted Jiang Xiaonian's shoulder sideways, and said to him gently: "Shang'er, wait a minute, do something for the teacher first."

Su Baili withdrew his arm from Jiang Xiaonian's hand, and said coldly, "Who was the one who just pushed?"

None of the disciples dared to speak up.

Those who didn't know didn't dare to say anything, and those who knew didn't dare to say anything. They just lowered their heads one by one.

Su Baili asked again patiently: "Who was it that pushed people just now, stand up yourself."

Still no one said anything.

"You don't even talk, do you? If that's the case...then punish them together."

Su Baili pursed his lips and smiled, but his tone was even colder: "The 23 people standing behind Jiang Xiaonian just now will not need to board the spaceship later."

"What?" Several disciples cried out in surprise.

Su Baili said indifferently with no expression on his face: "I said, you don't need to go back to the sect, where did you come from, where do you go back."

The group of disciples suddenly turned from panic to panic, and their faces turned paler than the other. A bolder disciple refused to accept it: "This punishment is too heavy, the spaceship is not far from the ground, and no one will die if you fall with me, and Jiang Xiao Nian obviously has nothing wrong."

"Yes."

"Looking at character from small things, there shouldn't be this kind of black hand behavior between the same sect." Su Baili glanced at the man, and continued in a cold voice:

"If it was a battle, would you still be willing to leave your back to someone who stabbed you coldly?"

The man paused and lowered his head quietly.

The female disciple named Lu Xiaoyue from Wushuang Peak beside her was crying with red eyes: "That's what I said, but there is no reason for the punishment together. I didn't push people, so why should I be punished?"

"If you don't stop it when you see it, it's called an accomplice. If you don't identify it afterwards, it's called covering up." Su Baili curled his lips, and said with a light smile, "Do you think you should be punished or not?"

Lu Xiaoyue choked and cried even harder.

Seeing that there was no room for redemption, Wushuang Peak's Jiang Chuhe said forcefully, "Even so, you don't have the right to punish us."

Another disciple lowered his head and echoed, "That's right, we are from Wushuang Peak, and we are not in your Luoxia Peak's care."

"I don't have the power to punish you?"

Su Baili raised his eyebrows, then took out the sound transmission talisman from Qiankun in his sleeve, and said with a half-smile: "Okay, then let the head take care of it."

"Master?"

The people present were startled, none of them expected that Qingwu Xianjun would go to war because of such a trivial matter, and he was going to alarm the head.

Even the person involved, Yin Wushang, did not expect that he stood blankly behind Su Baili, his eyes suddenly turned red, is this what it feels like to be valued and protected by others?

that's nice!

***

Su Baili really wasn't joking, he didn't talk too much, and immediately reached out his hand to activate the sound transmission talisman.

The spiritual power of the sound transmission symbol circulated, and after a short while, the voice of the master came.

Su Baili said directly: "Senior brother, it's me."

"Has Qingwu Immortal arrived at Tuling Mountain? Has the matter with the fox demon been resolved?"

The headmaster's deep voice came from the sound transmission talisman, vaguely mixed with Ye Bugui's voice.

"Here we are, everything is fine." Su Baili automatically ignored Ye Bugui's voice, quickly skimmed over the topic, and said directly: "Brother, I have a question for you."

The head of the sect was obviously puzzled by his question, but he said, "You say it."

Su Baili glanced at the group of unconvinced disciples, and asked, "How should the sect be punished for maliciously harming fellow sects?"

"Article 130 [-] of the sect rules, maliciously harm fellow sects, abolish the cultivation base and drive out of the sect."

After the master finished speaking, he asked without thinking: "Why do you ask this? What happened?"

"My disciples were maliciously harmed."

"Is there still this?"

"Yes." Su Baili continued: "The perpetrators say that I have no right to deal with them."

"Presumptuous." The head's voice was a little annoyed: "Such contempt for the immortal monarch is really a crime of the following, so simply punishing both crimes, Qingwu immortal monarch must not be lenient."

Before Su Baili could reply, the headmaster added another sentence: "If there are still those who refuse to accept, their cultivation will be abolished immediately, and they will be brought back to the penalty hall."

"Yes."

After Su Baili listened to the headmaster's words, he ignored Ye Bugui who was still screaming over there, crushed the sound transmission talisman casually, looked at the group of disciples, and said flatly, "You can listen to what the headmaster said just now. Cleared?"

"Listen clearly."

Those disciples were anxious and uneasy, and the disciple named Jiang Chuhe was even paler, sweating profusely, and even his fingertips were trembling.

In their impression, the Punishment Hall was like a nightmare. The brothers and sisters once said that they would rather die than enter the Punishment Hall.

Because there are one thousand and eight kinds of instruments of torture in the punishment hall, if they are used on human beings, it is impossible to survive or die.

Seeing their attitudes, Su Baili nodded in satisfaction, and continued: "The last chance, who pushed Jiang Xiaonian just now."

"It's him." A disciple of Wushuang Peak gritted his teeth, and finally pointed at the pale-faced Jiang Chuhe with trembling fingers.

Yin Wushang, who had been standing behind Su Baili, glanced sideways, and found that it turned out to be the Wushuang Peak disciple who had a domineering attitude yesterday and wanted to snatch his cat.

That disciple just happened to look at him, his eyes full of inexplicable hatred.

Yin Wushang frowned, then withdrew his gaze, didn't pay any attention to Jiang Chuhe, only continued to secretly look at his master.

As for the group of disciples on the opposite side, when one person spoke up, the rest came forward to testify.

"Brother Jiang hated Jiang Xiaonian because of what happened yesterday, so he pushed him just now."

"Yes, I saw that too."

Even Lu Xiaoyue lowered her head and pointed at him.Jiang Chuhe's face changed from pale to gray, and his eyes changed from uneasy to terrified. He raised his eyes and looked around at his brothers and sisters who were pointing at him, and his frightened expression gradually turned into hatred.

But then Jiang Chuhe hid all the resentment and hatred in his eyes, leaving only tears in his eyes and a face full of regret.

He suddenly rushed towards Su Baili, knelt down in front of Su Baili, and his words were full of apology: "I made a mistake, I know I was wrong, and I will never do it again."