old man in white

Everyone in the audience could see that Xiu Weisheng was cheating public affairs for personal gain, but under the oppression of a thousand demons, no one could speak.

"If anyone thinks that the punishment by this head is unfair, or if there is someone who pleads for her, they can stand up. Don't worry, this head will not do anything to you."

Xiu Weisheng took out a soft leather whip and began to whip it at An Buli. When the whip went down, his skin was torn apart, but An Buli didn't say a word, just staring at Xiu Weisheng.

The little Jimo Bai in the audience couldn't help seeing his uncle being beaten, and went up to plead with An Buli, but was still caught by Yaoli and his mouth was covered again.

"Little guy, don't be impulsive! If you intercede with your uncle at this time, you will die instead of your uncle! This maintenance of life is to see how many people defend your uncle. If someone stands up at this time Speaking for your uncle, Xiu Weisheng thinks that your uncle is threatening his position as the head of the sect. At that time, your uncle will definitely die!"

Little Jimo Bai understood the truth, but he really couldn't bear it. Under the shackles of his master, little Jimo Bai could only silently shed tears and watch his respected uncle being beaten, while he was helpless.

When Xiu Weisheng hit about a hundred times, An Buli had already been beaten and fell to the ground, but he didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end.Xiu Weisheng knelt down and said to An Buli,

"Junior Sister, please, I will let you go."

An Buli sneered,

"I will not beg for mercy from a dog of the Demon Cult!"

When Xiu Weisheng heard An Buli call him a dog, he stood up and began to beat him severely. While beating, he asked the audience,

"Is there no one to intercede for her? Hehe, it's really all brothers and sisters! Junior sister, look, you are suffering on stage, and none of them interceded for you! No one!"

"That's much better than being a dog." An Buli said weakly.

Little Jimo's white tears flowed down Yaoli's hand covering his mouth.Youli was worried that his apprentice wouldn't be able to see this scene, so he wanted to cover little Jimo's white eyes with his other hand.However, it was pushed away by Jimo Bai's hand.

Crack, crack, crack, the whip is still whipping, but An Buli is already unconscious.Xiu Weisheng didn't stop until the 180 eight whips were drawn.Xiu Weisheng waved to the two demon soldiers,

"Carry her to the dungeon in the backyard. Spare her life today! Everyone, the leader is tired, so let's leave. Go back to your own room. Remember, don't fight with the soldiers guarding you outside. Conflict, otherwise you will bear the consequences yourself!"

This blatant threat made everyone dare not speak out.

Evening

Seeing that the demon soldiers were just holding hands outside the sect, a black figure picked up the inseparable sword and sneaked out of the room.Under the cover of night, Yaoli walked through the training ground and came to the dungeon.

At this time, An Buli was meditating in the dungeon.Before An Buli could never have imagined that her senior brother whom she respected and loved in the past was actually a hypocrite, and even drugged her to suppress her internal strength.However, Xiu Weisheng still underestimated An Buli's skill, and it had been two days since the drug was administered, and An Buli was still recovering himself little by little.

"Junior sister!" came a low voice.