Sand sculpture apprentice dressed as black heart lotus

"I guessed you would say that!"

Mr. Chongming should also know what "Xu Muyan" is. He sneered and said, "Your master also said that every time you ask for a sentence, you will be punished with an extra fifty sticks! The rules of the house are above, how can you tolerate this little boy?" Disciple presumptuous?"

"Liu Li!"

"Ah, yes, Master!"

"How much is the penalty, you tell them."

"Additional punishment, additional punishment... two hundred sticks, now a total of three hundred sticks."

"No! I clearly said five sentences just now! Is it right to add 250 sticks?!" Xu Muyan said subconsciously when he heard this.

As soon as these words came out, not only he himself was stunned.

Everyone present was stunned.

Even Tan Qinglu turned his head to look at him suspiciously, with "Junior brother, you're not out of your mind" written all over his face.

Xiao Liuli reminded in a low voice in embarrassment: "Brother Xu! Do you think you didn't hit hard enough?"

Xu Muyan felt that the beating was not heavy enough, even if he added 250 sticks, it would only be an ordinary 350 sticks.

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That's it, that's it?

Immediately, he took a deep breath, ready to make another kick, and send Tan Qinglu to the west to see the Buddha in one go.

As a result, Mr. Chongming's next sentence was: "Your master also said, if you insist on pleading with your senior brother, why don't you accept it for him?"

Just such a sentence.

Xu Muyan didn't hold back the breath he had swallowed just now, he simply closed his eyes, tilted his body, and fell straight down.

dizzy dizzy.

Are you kidding me?

350 rods, it can directly beat him to hemiplegia!

In the future, I can only crawl on the ground.

"Senior Brother Xu, Senior Brother Xu! It's not good, Senior Brother Xu fainted! Come on, take him back to rest, hurry up!"

Thanks to Xiao Liuli's bluffing, the surrounding immediately became chaotic.

Xu Muyan was naturally lifted up by a group of stunned boys.

Let's put it this way, the posture of the cannibal tribe in the past is almost the same.A group of people ran back whirring.

I don't know which dog to compare, but Xu stepped on a slippery rock and fell to the ground with a poof.

And the rest of the disciples also fell to the ground like dominoes.

Immediately there was a sound of "Ouch", "Damn it", "You stepped on my leg", "You fucking stepped on my head".

And poor Xu Muyan flew out in such a sad way.

Yes.

It was such a sad reminder that it flew out with a whoosh.

Accompanied by Xiao Liuli's heart-piercing screams, Xu Muyan closed his eyes and pondered, whether he should "wake up" by taking advantage of the trend.

Unexpectedly, with a bang, his whole body hit a wall that was not particularly hard.

There was a sudden silence in the ear.

Xu Muyan was keenly aware that something was wrong.

With eyes closed, he groped for the "wall" with both hands.

It's flat, hard, and when you tap it, it's fucking flexible.

Wrapped with a layer of gauze outside, it feels warm and cool to the touch, as ethereal as a cicada's wing.

Touch down... well, very big, hot, man.

Xu Muyan's first reaction was: Which hero came here to save the beauty?

Soon there were exclamations in my ears: "The disciple has met Elder Fengtian!"

Elder Fengtian?

Who?

Oh, the hero is actually the damned Yulisheng!

Xu Muyan dropped his hands suddenly, stuck out his tongue and made a dead appearance.

Try to salvage something.

"Yeah." Yu Lisheng hummed lightly, "I'm just passing by."

Then, let go of your hand.

The boy in his arms fell to the ground with a snap, like a lost item that hadn't been sold in ten years.