Ten thousand people think that the brother is reborn

After a while, the rattan was taken over by Gu Huai.

He handed over the cane, but still couldn't help shouting "Master..."

Sword Master Fuqing gave him a sharp look, his dark pupils were full of coercion, the meaning was self-evident.

Gu Huai had no choice but to shut up, watching the big cold hand take over the cane.

The rattan is covered with thorns, which Fuxue Peak specially uses to punish disciples, it will only make the cultivator feel pain but not hurt the bones.

Fu Qing Jianzun got up and walked over, holding one end of the cane, a cold voice sounded behind Luo Yunzhou: "Kneel down."

The young man took a deep breath, and just as he knelt down, a rattan whip came down.

"Well……"

In an instant, Luo Yunzhou was knocked down to the ground, his eye sockets became moist, he bit his lips tightly and refused to make a sound.

It hurts... it really hurts... my back suddenly became hot.

Wu Du's slap last time wasn't complete yet, but this one hit exactly there.

Feeling the pain like rolling on a bed of nails, Luo Yunzhou's breathing was short and rapid.

Fuqing Sword Master's whip transported spiritual power, and the pain can be imagined.

The boy struggled to get up, and before he could catch his breath, he was whipped again——

Accompanied by the sound of skin and flesh ripping open, Luo Yunzhou leaned forward again and fell down, propping his elbows on the ground.

After two lashes, cold sweat had already flowed down the forehead, and the sweat on the back soaked the clothes, and there was another burst of pain at the welt marks.

Blood smudged.

Then came a few more whips, the boy's lips were bitten white, and the palms of his hands were bloodstained from fingernails.

The severe pain made his consciousness blurred, and he heard the questioning words of Fuqing Sword Master again in a trance.

"Where is the mistake?"

Luo Yunzhou gritted his teeth, tears blurred his vision, and said word by word: "I don't know."

"..."

As the vines fell down one after another, the clothes on Luo Yunzhou's back were scratched with tattered marks, and pieces of cloth stuck to the bloody wounds, and every movement was a lot of torture.

Fifteen lashes down, the young man's eyes were loose, as if he had just been soaked in water, and the pain made him lose the strength to stand up again.

Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth and dripped down his jaw onto the ground.

Luo Yunzhou fell to the ground, and some injuries on his back were already deep enough to show the bones due to multiple strokes.

"Master!" Gu Huai stepped forward to protect Luo Yunzhou under his body, "Junior Brother already knew he was wrong, so let him be spared."

Sword Master Fu Qing had a cold face, he tightened the cane in his hand, then loosened it, finally he just sighed and sat back.

Lin Zhi hurried over and saw the scene in front of her.

The young man fell into a pool of blood, Gu Huai was gently helping him up, and put a pill in his mouth.

After swallowing the elixir, Luo Yunzhou's pale and bloodless face got better.

The darkness in Lin Zhi's heart grew crazily, a red light flashed across his pupils, and then disappeared quickly.

He clenched his fists restrainedly, the possessiveness and distress in his eyes almost turned into reality, and he wanted to wrap the young man around, and then looked cruelly at Gu Huai and the high-ranking Fuqing Sword Master.

No...not yet...brother will be angry.

Just as the few people in the hall fell silent, a weak voice sounded from outside: "Master, senior brother!"

Lin Zhi trotted in, saw the injured Luo Yunzhou and said distressedly and puzzled: "What's the matter? How could Third Senior Brother..."

"Little brother, you are not in good health yet, why did you come here?"

"I...I'm a little worried, so I just..."

Fuqing Sword Master returned to his previous appearance, ignoring this sentence: "That's all."

He unfolded two sound-transmitting paper cranes and flew out, "I have something to say when the others arrive."

About a quarter of an hour, several senior brothers arrived at the main hall together.

When the other two saw Luo Yunzhou's appearance, they were all shocked, and the punishment was too severe.

They looked at Lin Zhi, who was standing aside, worried about the young man, and at Luo Yunzhou, who was in a daze from the pain.

Even though it was the third junior brother who put Lin Zhi in danger, there was no need to bring the rattan... It seems that the master really cares about the junior junior brother to the extreme.

Several people had different thoughts, but none of them dared to speak out.

"In two months, the ancient secret realm once in 500 years will be opened. Just now, the elders of other sects handed over invitations. The five of you go together."

Hearing this, everyone seemed a little surprised. Sword Master Fuqing had never let five people practice together. It is not easy to come to this secret place.

But Luo Yunzhou's ears and head were still buzzing, and the pain caused by the rattan will not be relieved by any pills. This is also Fu Xuefeng's method of punishing his disciples, so that he will always remember this pain.

He only heard the words "secret realm" and "together", but there was no ancient secret realm in the last life, could it be that the chain reaction of reviving the first life was triggered.

"Gu Huai, you help Yunzhou go down, and when he recovers from his injuries, lead him to Siguoya."

"Master," Lin Zhi took a few steps forward at this moment, "I got hurt when I insisted on going there with senior brother. It's not senior brother's fault."

"Little brother, you are just too kind," Yu Chen said dissatisfiedly, "If senior brother hadn't brought you there, how could you have been injured? You even went to Yaozu without authorization, causing everyone to worry."

"He must be jealous that you are favored by Master, that's why..." Yu Chen muttered in a low voice. Although Yu Jin beside him didn't answer, he obviously agreed with what he said.

Lin Zhi ignored the idiot Yu Chen, and still looked at Fuqing Jianzun.

On the other hand, Luo Yunzhou who was on the side slightly twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard this.

See, no matter what, I will always play the role of a bad guy.

"There is no room for difference in this matter, take it down."

"......Yes."

"Eldest senior brother, let me help you." Lin Zhi leaned over to pick up the wounded young man, but the latter avoided him, and his hands stayed in mid-air awkwardly.

"Okay." Lin Zhi forced a smile, and had to put down her hands, suppressing the sourness in her heart.

"Junior brother, you go back to rest first, and I will take Yunzhou to heal your injuries."

After sending them out, Gu Huai carefully hugged Luo Yunzhou, who had passed out and was about to go out, when the voice of helping Qing Jianzun came from behind him.

"You give him these two bottles of pills."

Gu Huai turned around. These two bottles were rare elixir for healing trauma, and they were not recorded in the warehouse.

He looked at the cold Fuqing Sword Master complicatedly, and finally took it.

Luo Yunzhou only felt that he had a very long dream.

The so-called rebirth, the so-called rebirth, is actually a dream.

When I woke up, the uncomfortable feeling of trance still remained in my heart, which could not be shaken off for a long time.

After regaining consciousness, he felt more and more that even if it was a new life, no matter how he tried to avoid it, what should happen would eventually happen.

Everyone still thinks he is the selfish and jealous Luo Yunzhou.

I'm afraid that if I go to the Yaozu to find medicinal materials, I will think it has ulterior motives.

As long as Lin Zhi is there, he is the foil.

The young man smiled wryly, if only he could be stronger, he could leave here without any scruples.