Demon Emperor's Young Demon Queen

If Song Yexi was allowed to stay here, he would have to toss endlessly, and Gui Yan had to think about Wen Li in the end. The thought of Wen Li protecting the calf gave him a headache. Anyway, this kid is not disciplined, so what can he do if he hits him twice.

"Come here! Take Song Yexi to the execution hall." Sect Leader Gui Yan simply waved his hand and ordered Song Yexi to be taken directly to the execution hall.

Song Yexi suspected that she had heard it wrong. She was only intending to go down the mountain. Why would she be punished ten times? At most, she would just face the wall and think about her mistakes, but she didn't allow him to complain about being wronged. Master Gui Yan directly asked his disciples to arrest him It was locked down.

He was carried all the way to the punishment hall, the punishment hall of Taoist sect is very cold and empty, there are many rules of Taoist sect, and there are occasional disciples who break the rules of the sect and make some small mistakes, so they will give small punishments to show punishment.

The punishment hall of Xuanmen was originally in charge of Yun Shi, because Yun Shi wanted to help Gui Yan handle all kinds of affairs up and down the Xuanmen, so naturally he couldn't take care of this place, so he handed it over to Bai Yin to take care of it.

The disciples in the punishment hall all knew the rules, they tied Song Yexi to the frame directly, but this seemingly ordinary torture frame caused Song Yexi's hands and feet to suffer a lot of pain, and he had to rely on his thin body Supported by wrists and toes.

Bai Yin had received the order from the head of the sect, so he naturally had to follow through. He closed the punishment book in his hand and said, "Execute the sentence."

"Yes."

After Bai Yin finished speaking, he ordered a few disciples to execute the punishment, and then went out. Before leaving, he stopped in front of the door, but left soon.

Song Yexi looked at the execution hall and felt miserable, the disciples who were executing the sentence were the ones who had a quarrel with him, that's why it was called the house leak and it was raining all night, this time it was really a disaster.

The disciple over there glanced this way and discussed in a low voice.

"This sick man can really cause trouble."

"Whatever, just teach this little brat a lesson."

"Hmph, if he needs to be whipped a few times in a while, can he survive with his small body, hahaha."

The voice was not too loud, just enough for Song Yexi to hear. Song Yexi thought that he had conflicts with them, and listening to their words, this time he must avenge his personal revenge.

The Xuanmen whip is an iron whip, and one whip is enough for people to bear. If it is stronger, Song Yexi's small body will definitely be beaten to vomit blood.

After all, no one wants to be beaten, right? Song Yexi rolled her eyes, coughed twice, and pretended to be sick: "I think my small body should be able to bear it."

Seeing those disciples all looking this way, Song Yexi said solemnly: "Master has never beaten me, how do I know if I can endure it, why don't I try? If it is really disabled, isn't Master still supporting me?" Me."

Having said that, those disciples murmured in their hearts, no matter how incompetent Song Yexi was and how displeased he was, he was still the only disciple of Elder Wen who entered the room. ,

A disciple gave other disciples a look to look at a thin disciple. The thin disciple didn't see it, but Song Yexi saw it. The eyes of those people clearly harbored malicious intentions. Who knows what their plans are.

"Li Jiang, come here."

"Me?" The thin disciple pointed at himself uncertainly, and looked at the other people with doubts in his sunken eye sockets due to thinness.

Unexpectedly, those people all had the same expression. One disciple pushed the disciple named Li Jiang forward impatiently, and said irritably, "It's not you, is it me? Hurry up."

The disciple named Li Jiang looked at them obediently, trying to find someone to help him, but those people vented their breath from one nostril, either urging him to carry out the execution, or pretending not to see it.

After all, he still didn't dare to go, stood where he was, looking cramped and embarrassed, hesitated for a long time, and didn't dare to refuse explicitly, only dared to falter and say: "I, I..."

"Li Jiang, why are you so slow, hurry up and execute!"

One of the disciples gloated and looked at Li Jiang with a gloomy look, and he didn't forget to put a knife on him: "That's right, you have to execute the sentence fairly, otherwise it will be bad for the character in this assessment to use power for personal gain."

The other person nodded continuously: "If you can't pass the assessment, you can't enter the middle gate."

"You see everyone has said that, Li Jiang, this is your chance to show off. Sect Leader Gui Yan, Elder Chongfeng and Elder Yu are all quite dissatisfied with this Song Yexi. If you do well, you may have a chance to enter the middle school." door."

The person who gave those disciples eye contact at the beginning grabbed Li Jiang, seemed to have a good relationship, and continued to pretend to be meaningful: "Although this Song Yexi is a disciple of Elder Wen, we are ordered by Master Gui Yan to execute the sentence." Besides, we are disciples of Elder Chongfeng, and Elder Wen will not fall out with Sect Leader Gui Yan and Elder Chongfeng just because of a sick child."

Li Jiang began to waver, his eyes relaxed, and under the instigation of those people, he picked up the iron whip. The iron whip looked thicker than Li Jiang's arm, and Song Yexi was shocked when he saw it.

"If you intentionally seriously injured me under the pretext of execution, then it's a public revenge for personal gain." Song Yexi struggled twice, the chains on his hands rustled, and he stared closely at Li Jiang.

When Li Jiang heard this, he really hesitated.

Those people hurriedly said: "Don't listen to this kid, he is just afraid of being beaten and talking nonsense, besides, ten lashes is an order from the head of Gui Yan, Li Jiang, you should hurry up and execute it."

Li Jiang did hesitate for a while, but this hesitation was dispelled because of what those people said.

He walked slowly to Song Yexi's side, looked at Song Yexi with some guilt, and immediately looked away.

The other disciples were on the sidelines urging: "Li Jiang, hurry up and execute."

Li Jiang's hands trembled while holding the iron whip. Hearing what they said, he gripped the iron whip tightly with both hands and let out a long breath secretly.

The iron whip made a muffled sound when it hit Song Yexi's body one whip after another. He couldn't help but struggled, which affected the injury on his back. The pain was so weak that his whole body was suspended. Can't hide, can't struggle.

He just gritted his teeth to keep himself from making a sound, he must never let these people see his jokes.

No matter how thin Li Jiang is, he has passed the examination and entered the Taoist sect. Practicing and holding a sword depends on the strength of the wrist and arm. This person looks thin, but in fact his strength and internal force for holding the whip are still great. Light, but heavy.

Those people stood behind Song Yexi, gloating and laughing at each other from time to time.

When the ten lashes were finished and the execution was over, when Song Yexi was put down, he fell to the ground. He half-kneeled on the ground, and when he moved, the whip wound on his back hurt.

Those people had left long ago, and Li Jiang had put down the chain. When he saw Song Yexi kneeling on the ground, Li Jiang's eyes showed a trace of unbearable.

Li Jiang stood not far away, hesitated for a while, and finally left with those people.