Is it the same with other big brothers?

When Ming Zhu entered the main hall, Master Gui Ning was leaning on the soft couch rubbing between his brows, his face was slightly pale, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

Mingzhu's footsteps paused, and then he stepped forward bravely.

Master Gui Ning heard the footsteps, raised his eyes, and glanced at him indifferently.

I haven't seen him for a year, and Master Gui Ning hasn't changed at all, and Mingzhu's familiar face of "get lost if you have nothing to say" is still impatient.

Mingzhu respectfully knelt down and saluted: "Disciple has seen Master."

Master Gui Ning let out an impatient voice from his throat: "Huh?"

Ming Zhu didn't get up, but after thinking for a moment, he cut straight to the point and said, "I beg Master to drive Zhou Lingxue out of Rizhao."

After the words were lost, Master Gui Ning directly smashed a teacup over, and it landed heavily on Ming Zhu's shoulder, knocking him staggering, almost falling over.

The porcelain cup shattered all over the floor.

Fortunately, Mingzhu doesn't know pain, otherwise he would definitely be hit by this blow and make ghosts howl.

Master Gui Ning looked at him coldly and said, "Get lost."

Not only did Mingzhu not roll, but his forehead touched the ground, and he said again: "Master, please help me."

Master Gui Ning said angrily: "Ming Zhu! I'll let you get out!"

Mingzhu knelt on the ground, motionless, and his voice remained calm: "I can swear that I will never leave the master's door for the rest of my life. I only hope that the master will drive Zhou Lingxue out of Rizhao Mountain."

Master Gui Ning laughed back in anger: "Give me a reason."

Mingzhu thought for a while, then straightened up, and said: "He offended me."

Master Gui Ning: "..."

Mingzhu continued to add fuel and vinegar: "Last night, he committed a crime and tried to get involved with the blasphemer. I can't bear this tone. This Rizhao Mountain, there is him without me, and I without him."

Master Gui Ning looked at him in astonishment, and after a while he opened his mouth and said, "He..."

Mingzhu's face was not flushed and he was not out of breath: "Tu'er is as beautiful as a flower, and everyone wants to have a kiss with Fang Zedian and me. I believe Master knows that too."

Master Gui Ning: "..." No, I don't know.

"The thirteenth brother is young and frivolous, and it is natural for him to be unable to hold back when he gets along with his disciple day and night, but the disciple really can't bear this tone, and hopes that the master will make it happen."

Master Gui Ning: "..."

Faced with such a shameless person, Master Gui Ning didn't know how to vent his anger even if he was very angry for a while. After a while, he rubbed his brows and said weakly: "Nonsense, get out, this matter is not discussed. If you don't want to see him, let him move to Luohuaju, and I will tell him not to get in your way."

Ming Zhu bent his knees and took two steps, said anxiously: "Master! The twelve junior brothers had other thoughts about me before, and you expelled him from the sect without saying a word. Why can't he, Zhou Lingxue?"

Master Gui Ning stared at him intently, as if he wanted to see something in his eyes, after a long while, he waved his hand feebly and said, "Get rolling."

Mingzhu: "Master!"

Master Gui Ning said coldly: "If I say no, then I can't! Even if he dies, Zhou Lingxue, he will die on Rizhao Mountain."

Ming Zhu stared at him blankly, and after a while he said hoarsely: "Because he is my scabbard?"

Master Gui Ning was taken aback for a moment, and then his face suddenly darkened.

"Because he is the scabbard, must he live for me?" Ming Zhu asked, "Can't he even be himself?"

Master Gui Ning took a deep breath, but did not deny it: "Yes."

"He is the red lotus scabbard that your father found after traveling all over the five continents for you. I saved his life, and I can use him wherever I want. His fate is not eligible to choose."

Such cruel words, Master Gui Ning said lightly, as if he was just talking about the ownership of an item.

Ming Zhu looked at him quietly, and said after a while: "But, I don't want him."

Master Gui Ning said coldly, "You have no choice either."

The bright candle is dumb.

Master Gui Ning didn't want to talk about this issue with him, so he waved his hand and said, "Go back, I won't argue with you this time, if you bring up Zhou Lingxue's expulsion from Rizhao Mountain again, I won't let you go lightly."

Ming Zhu touched his head to the ground, his forehead hit the hard bluestone slab with a loud bang, blood stains soon appeared between his brows, he said softly: "No, if Master doesn't agree, this disciple will kneel and die here."

Seeing that this little bastard actually dared to threaten him, Master Gui Ning sneered and said, "If you love to kneel, get out and kneel outside. If you don't kneel to death, don't go back to me."

Ming Zhu pursed his lips, actually stood up and planned to kneel outside, Gu Ning was stunned for a moment, before he could speak, he heard the little brat suddenly say "ah", and fiddled with his hands with his back to him , Then there was a bloody smell in the whole hall.

Master Gui Ning had a bad premonition.

The next moment, Ming Zhu turned around and threw the broken porcelain in his hand on the ground, revealing half of his face dripping with blood. He smiled and said, "I'm kneeling outside to let other disciples know that Master is unreasonable and intentional." Scratching your disciple's face, I believe that Yan Feng will be the first person to come over and condemn you."

As he spoke, he didn't wait for Master Gui Ning to speak, he stepped out and knelt down outside the main hall with his robe in his hands.

Master Gui Ning: "..."

Ming Zhu disfigured himself without any worries, instead he knelt leisurely on the spot, the hideous wound on his face was bleeding, it was really shocking to watch.

After the morning class, the disciple walked outside the hall, and the first thing he saw was Ming Zhu's pale face and bleeding wound.

It is common for Mingzhu to kneel outside the hall, and everyone is not surprised, but this time, because of Mingzhu's face that was obviously scratched by a sharp weapon, everyone stopped and watched, and after a while, they all gathered around, chattering asked what happened.

Mingzhu said nonsense: "Your senior brother, I am so miserable. I just came out of the customs and said a few words with Master to ask for peace or something, but Master was in a bad mood today, so he scolded me directly and smashed me with a teacup. My brother's shoulders are going to be swollen..."

All the disciples: "Wow, senior brother is so miserable, Master has gone too far!"

Ming Zhu said: "I am so miserable!"

Master Gui Ning, who heard it clearly in the hall: "..."

"I'm so miserable, my beauty is unlucky..."

"Eldest brother, woo woo woo..."

Crying outside.

Master Gui Ning: "..."

After a while, Shang Yanfeng's voice came from outside, and then the noisy voice quickly dissipated, probably because he was sent away by the fifth senior brother.

Master Gui Ning hadn't heaved a sigh of relief when the door of the main hall was pushed open, Shang Yanfeng came over with a face full of indifference, cupped his fists in salute, and said, "I've seen Master."

Gu Ning said, "What are you doing here?"

Shang Yanfeng showed dissatisfaction, and his expression was full of condemnation: "Even if senior brother makes a big mistake, master shouldn't cut his face. If there is a scar, how will you let him see others in the future?"

Master Gui Ning: "..."

Sure enough, as Mingzhu said, the first person who came to ask for guilt was this Shang Yanfeng who loved Mingzhu's face for 10 minutes.

Master Gui Ning almost died of anger, and said angrily: "Get out, let him kneel if he likes to kneel, kneel and die there, no one is allowed to intercede for him."

Shang Yanfeng went out reluctantly, and when he looked up, he saw the bright candle at the bottom of the stone steps smiling at him, the scar on his cheek was very glaring.

Even though Mingzhu scratched his face, he was still handsome and beautiful, he smiled and said: "Master should still be angry, you'd better not touch him."

Shang Yanfeng stepped forward, half-kneeled in front of him, stretched out his hand and lightly touched the side of his face, feeling distressed: "Why don't you know how to hide?"

Mingzhu blinked his eyes and was about to say something when a series of footsteps sounded from the side. He turned his head and saw that those juniors who didn't know where they got the news had all arrived.

Ming Zhu raised his eyebrows, and before they could speak, he said, "Why are you all here? By the way, who was the last person who came out of my room? Stand up and tell me honestly whether you have cleaned up my room? If When I went back, I saw a mess, and I definitely won’t let you off.”

Shen Di'an came over, pushed Shang Yanfeng away, and carefully looked at the wound on his face, her brows were all congealed together: "You don't feel good if you don't make Master angry for a day, right? The wound is too deep , it doesn’t look like it can be smashed out.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Mingzhu faintly, as if he saw something.

Ming Zhu jumped forward and buried her face in Shen Di'an's arms, looking like she was being coquettish, but her hand pinched Shen Di'an's waist fiercely, and warned in a low voice: "Shut up."

Shen Di'an hissed, pulled his hoof away, and said, "Okay, come back with me, I'll apply some medicine for you, if you delay, I'm afraid it will leave scars."

Originally, Ming Zhu said that he was going to kneel and die here, but when Shen Di'an said that, he turned his back on what he said, and stood up obediently. It was useless to look at the pale Zhou Lingxue, and followed Shen Di'an away.

The reaction of Master Gui Ning just now has already been known by Ming Zhu. It is impossible to force Master Gui Ning to drive Zhou Shengxue out of the teacher's school, so he gave up when he left the hall, and he scratched his face I just wanted to make Zhou Nexue stay away from him even more.

In Mingzhu's view, the reason why Zhou Lingxue is obsessed with herself is only caused by this face. As long as he loses his appearance, even if Zhou Lingxue is a big lover, it should dissipate.

Shen Di'an frowned and wiped off the blood from Ming Zhu's wound with a hot wet cloth, frowning: "So you scratched your own face?"

Mingzhu sighed, and said: "It's only my natural beauty, my beauty is a disaster."

Shen Di'an rolled her eyes, brought the good golden sore medicine and was about to apply it, but was stopped by Ming Zhu.

"Farewell," Ming Zhu said seriously, "It is said that a scar is a symbol of a man's bravery, so I decided to keep it."

Shen Di'an glanced at him expressionlessly, said "Oh", then opened the bead curtain of the outer room and said to the outside: "Fifth Senior Brother, Senior Senior Brother said not to use medicine, but to leave this scar."

Bright Candle: "..."

The next moment, Shang Yanfeng rushed over and forced him down on the couch.

The bright candle fluttered wildly: "Hey! Hey! Two brothers! This is my own face, I can do whatever I want, hey... my god, old ten, don't put medicine on it, don't put it on... hiss Ah, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts me to death..."

Shen Di'an paused, and Shang Yanfeng said coldly: "Don't listen to his nonsense, continue."

Only then did Shen Di'an let out an "oh", and continued to apply the medicine.

Mingzhu screamed as if being forced into prostitution, and he stopped struggling for a moment, lying on the couch weakly, with a sleepy look.

Shang Yanfeng looked at his pale face, only to belatedly realize that the body under his hands seemed to be a little hot.

Shen Di'an checked her pulse and said neatly: "He's on fire, go get some water."

Mingzhu was lying on the couch, his whole body was limp and weak, and he was still moaning and moaning.

His physical foundation is very good, but whenever the cold wind blows, he often has a fever. I don't know if it's because of the red lotus spirit veins. His fever comes and goes very quickly, and it swept through his whole body aggressively in less than a quarter of an hour.

Soon the bright candles burned to the point of confusion, and I couldn't recognize anyone with my eyes open.

Someone in white clothes was dangling in front of him. Mingzhu managed to open his eyes, but he couldn't see who it was. He raised his hand indiscriminately, trying to grab that person, but he lowered it powerlessly.

"Master." He called softly.

The man froze for a moment, then walked to his side and gently touched his hot forehead.

"Brother?"

Mingzhu stared at him in confusion, his mind was in chaos, he could only follow his instinct and whisper: "Master, let's drive Lingxue out of the master..."

The man in white froze.

Mingzhu still didn't know, he bent his eyes slightly, and said vaguely: "Disciple...you must be filial to Master...from now on, you won't run away."

"Master promise me..."

"Accepted apprentice."

Then came a bunch of vague words.

Shen Di'an boiled a bowl of medicine and came over, opened the bead curtain and saw Zhou Shengxue standing stiffly in front of the couch, her face was as pale as paper.

Shen Di'an asked suspiciously: "Lengxue? What's the matter? Is senior brother feeling better?"

Zhou Nexue was startled, turned around and ran away in embarrassment without saying a word.