Xiao Gong eats meat every night

Seeing that "Bai Wenxiu" had stuck out his tongue and was about to die, suddenly a force rushed over and repelled that force.

"Mr. Wenxiu, you interfere with the affairs of mortals without authorization, but the crime is aggravated." Lord Qinghe's voice floated from above.

A whirlwind blew past, and Bai Wenxiu was sucked into the air.

"Bai Wenxiu", who just passed out, opened his eyes and saw Zhu Yunbo still lying on the ground.

His eyes darkened a bit, he walked over to take Zhu Yunbo's hand, and signed the document with a pen.

At this time, Zhu Yunbo also woke up, just as "Bai Wenxiu" threw his arm off.

"Bai Wenxiu" smiled disdainfully and proudly, and was about to leave.

Zhu Yunbo grabbed his leg, but was kicked aside.

With a scream of "ah", Zhu Yunbo's head hit the edge of the bench he had just been lying on.

"Bai Wenxiu" didn't look back at him, he was busy looking at his new contract, and was very happy.

Early the next morning, a shocking news broke out in the city.

The rich second generation who had just inherited his father's tens of millions of inheritance was killed after a hangover in the middle of the night, and the murderer's whereabouts are still unknown.

At this time, Bai Wenxiu was tied to the rack.

Mr. Qinghe held the magic whip in his hand, he was feeling melancholy and didn't know what to do.

"Hey, Mr. Wenxiu, why are you so confused! He reincarnated with his own destiny, and you will be punished by God if you change your destiny indiscriminately! If you do so, you will disrupt the cycle of reincarnation in the mortal world!"

Mr. Qinghe circled ten more times on the spot.

Bai Wenxiu's haggard face was always aloof and arrogant.

"Maybe I'm too extreme, I've been waiting for him for too long. Qinghe-jun, you do it."

Lord Qinghe gritted his teeth, and waved his hand for the first whip.

Bai Wenxiu shook his body violently, but he didn't let out a scream.

What kind of endurance is this to withstand the Jade Emperor's lightning whip.

A full hundred strokes, until the last whip, Lord Qinghe didn't know where to whip.

Bai Wenxiu didn't have a single piece of intact skin on his body, Qing He-jun clenched his whip tightly, and the last whip hit Bai Wenxiu's palm.

In excruciating pain, Bai Wenxiu raised his head silently, opened his mouth wide and twitched his limbs.

After a silent sigh, his head drooped heavily.

Qinghe-jun hurriedly put him down, but he didn't dare to touch him, so he could only keep shaking his head.

Dumb hid in the corner, crying into tears a long time ago.

Mr. Qinghe left a bottle of medicine and told Duan to wait for Bai Wenxiu's blood to coagulate before applying it to him.

After Lord Qinghe left, Ah-Dai anxiously healed Bai Wenxiu, and hurriedly bit open the bottle to apply the medicine to him.

But as soon as the medicine powder dropped on Bai Wenxiu's body, the person who had already passed out suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red and he looked up to the sky and screamed!

Dumb backed away in fright, and accidentally spilled all the medicine.

Dumb cried and watched Bai Wenxiu's limbs trembling non-stop, as if he had endured great pain.

It was this whip that stopped Bai Wenxiu from smoking for 50 years.

Until one summer 50 years later, a handsome man with long hair appeared in the crowd, wearing a long-sleeved dress.

Beside Bai Wenxiu, there was a child about ten years old.

"Master, where are we going?"

Bai Wenxiu glanced at him indifferently: "Don't call me master now, just call me Mr. Wenxiu."

The child was the dumb who could cultivate human form, and he called out "yes" in a clever and cute way.

Ever since he made a mistake that day, Duan has been repenting every day, thinking that if he were in human form, he might not have so many troubles, and he could help his master even more.

So in the deep mountains, Duan practiced with all his heart, and at the same time went to the mountains to heal Bai Wenxiucai's injuries with herbs.

But no matter how effective the herbal medicine in the world is, it is not as fast as the panacea.

Such a delay is 50 years.

And because of the untimely treatment, Bai Wenxiu also contracted a cold body.

So even in the summer, he has to dress tightly.

Duan looked at Bai Wenxiu's coughing back, frowning at a loss.

The little master doesn't know how many times he has been reincarnated, can he still find it?

What if he fell in love with someone else like in that life, and was strangled to death by his master again?

Hey, feelings are so complicated.

Accompanying Bai Wenxiu to wander around the world like a ghost, he traveled all over cities, big and small, in a flash.

"Master, will we not be able to find him? Why don't we ask the envoy of the altar to use magic to help us see it? It's all because of the uselessness of Duan, whose mana is too low to detect it." Duan blamed himself explain.

Bai Wenxiu pulled his coat, and said lightly, "It's okay, if it's fate, we will meet sooner or later."

At this time, a group of security guards rushed out, and a refreshing young man ran across from the people on both sides of the road.

"Sorry to borrow it!" The boy was sweating profusely, his T-shirt stuck to his body, showing his smooth curves.

Bai Wenxiu suddenly took Ah-Dai's hand and stared at the boy closely.

This is a young man like the wind, the sweat on his forehead was blown up by the wind, and a drop of sweat fell on the back of Bai Wenxiu's hand.

Those clean eyes made Bai Wenxiu's cold eyes glow with fire again.

The boy walked around in front of them, leaving behind a unique scent of a boy.

But he ran extremely fast, like a whirlwind.

And following behind him was a group of vicious little hooligans.

A fat man followed him and shouted: "Chen Feng, stop!"

Bai Wenxiu looked at the back that jumped out of life, and murmured softly: "In this life, is your name Chen Feng?"

Dumb tugged at the corner of Bai Wenxiu's clothes, and asked cautiously: "Master, aren't we going to save the little master?"

Bai Wenxiu shook his head, and gently rolled up his sleeves, the welt marks on them were still clearly visible.

Thinking of the tragedy of that day, Dumb couldn't help shrinking his neck.

"Then, it's better not to go, lest we can't help but make a move, not only the master will be punished by heaven, but the little master will have to reincarnate one more time."

"Follow up and have a look." Although he can't help, it shouldn't hurt to just watch from a distance.

When Dumb heard this, a smile appeared on his face instantly.

In a dark corner, Chen Feng was blocked in the corner.

A group of hooligans surrounded him tightly, swinging wooden sticks in their hands.

"Stinky boy, let you run around!" The fat man walked over and kicked Chen Feng's chest hard.

"Talking so much nonsense with him, find everything on him, and throw him in the black bar to sell!" Huang Mao shouted.

Bai Wenxiu stood at the entrance of the alley, watching coldly.

Chen Feng saw this strange man at a glance, and desperately shouted "Help".

But the man just stood there coldly, leaving behind a distant figure at the end, pulling the child beside him away.

Dumb turned his head while walking, crying in a hurry.

"Master, even if you don't save people, let me take a look. After a while, the group of people will leave, and I will go to heal the little master."

Bai Wenxiu didn't go very far, he stopped at this moment, and said with a little disappointment, "That's not him."

Dumb was taken aback, and frowned.

Those eyes clearly belonged to the little master.