Heart Protection

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When Yan Yan woke up again, he no longer breathed the muddy air like the Southwest.

Here, the aura is her familiar breath from childhood to big.

Chen Xingshan ...

When Yan returned, she could tell where she was, except that she was now in a dark and quiet place, and only a beam of light shone down from the zenith, falling on the ground, revealing a dappled shadow.

Goose narrowed his eyes to see, and some were dazzled by the sun. I don't know where I am now on Chenxing Mountain.

She wanted to stand up and take two steps, but found that her limbs were covered by four heavy chains, and her head was moved, and her neck was also bound by a hard iron block. She raised her hand and touched the iron chain around her neck. Looking up, the five iron chains that locked her were all fixed around the hole, and there was a seal French beside them.

Yan Hui tried to pry into the body, and sure enough, there was nothing in it, and Yoo was blocked. I was afraid that it would be impossible to fly out, but fortunately, the length of the iron chain did not affect her walking around in this dungeon.

Yan Hui sat down cross-legged, not understanding what Ling Xiao's intention was to bring her back to Chen Xingshan.

And Tian Yao left in the Mieshan magma, will it really be boiled into a dragon soup ...

"Master!" Yan Hui was still thinking here, and Zier's voice came from the hole above his head, speaking quickly and quickly. "Master! This whipping committee is too heavy, and Yanhui is no longer Chenxing Disciple Shan, why does n’t Master let her go? "

"What's too much to talk about?"

Hearing Ling Fei's nonchalant voice, Yan raised an eyebrow, which sounded as if there were many people outside. It was Ling Xiao who wanted to use a whip to pump her, so did he invite many people to watch the ceremony?

"Now this Yanhui has already practiced the demon dharma, and has been advancing swiftly. He is still devoted to helping the demon clan. If she indulges, she may be harming the world. Since she is a person from Chen Xingshan, what is wrong with her brother to kill the world.

It sounds reasonable.

Yan Hui heard that Zichen had lost her voice. Originally, her brother and sister were all unspoken people. How could they quarrel with people tit-for-tat?

It's not easy to help her talk at this time.

However, there was only a moment of silence outside, and Ling Xiao said, "It's noon, and he will be lashed."

As his voice fell, Yan Hui only felt that the iron chains of her limbs were tight, pulling her and going to the hole, sending her all the way out, and then the chains became hard in the air one by one. Until it became the power that supported her in the air.

Looking down, Yan Hui could not help but raised his eyebrows. The uncles and teachers of Chen Xingshan were all present. Even the disciples with the peaks stood in line behind them.

At the front are Ling Xiao and Zi Chen Zi Yue, as well as a group of brothers and sisters that Yan Hui is no longer familiar with.

Really watching the ceremony ...

But when Yan Hui saw the whip in Ling Xiao's hand, she instantly understood that everyone was standing like this. Why?

Destroying the soul whip, breaking its muscles and bones, and destroying its fairy roots, causing great damage to its soul. In this life, there is no possibility of monasticism. Perhaps it will directly make her a waste person.

This is undoubtedly the most severe punishment for immortals. Since the establishment of Chen Xingshan's school, although the rule of Soul Destruction has been established, no one has ever been punished. No matter how wrong it is to be an apprentice, many masters are also disheartened.

After all, it is an apprentice who looks at the grown up little by little and teaches little by little.

Ling Xiao, however, succeeded.

Was she practicing such a unforgivable mistake in his mind while practicing demon law?

Ling Xiao lifted the tactics, the Soul Extinguishing Whip floated in the air, and the long whip twirled in the air, dancing a bright red light and shadow, and then "slapped" on her. When Yan returned, he only felt that the place where he was beaten was numb. When the second whip was about to fall, there was pain like a pinprick in the wound.

The second whip fell and lashed in the same place, where the pain was like a needle stick. This whip seemed to whip those needles through her bones.

Yan Hui's uncontrollable lip color was white, and she bit her lip, her eyes bloodshot.

The third whip is still the same place!

Yan Yan bit her lip back and blood was under the corner of her mouth, but she could not feel the pain because the pain she could feel was all in the place where she was beaten by the whip.

On the 9th and the 81st whip, the place where the whip is beaten is different every day, but the 81st whip will fall in the same place every day.

But after hitting seven or eight whips, some of the disciples below couldn't see it, and bowed his head silently.

Zichen's lips tremble: "Master! For the sake of many years of apprenticeship, Master will let go of the wild goose!"

Ling Xiao was unmoved. Ling Fei's eyes slanted next to him, and he glanced at him, as if the corners of her mouth moved slightly and she was about to speak again. Zi Chen straightened down and knelt down: "Goose was lonely since he was young, and his mind was inevitable. Even if there was a wrong step, he never did anything harmful, but he also accompanied Master for ten years. Let her go this time! "

Yan Hui was a little dimmed by the whip, but Zichen's voice of kneeling on the ground and crying pleadingly reached her ears.

"Master ..." Next to Zichen, other disciples stood out in two steps. "Although Yanhui was at fault, this criminal commission was too cruel ..."

When someone spoke, the disciples behind him also reviewed softly.

Ling Xiao only looked up at Yan Hui, who was still being whipped, as if he hadn't heard the pleading at all, and he was unmoved.

Yan Yan bit her lip, even if she had already bitten her lips, she did not cry out a pain.

Stubborn like a stone.

On the first day, the eighty-one whip goose did not know how to get through. She was not comatose nor closed her eyes. With her eyes open, she clenched her teeth and she utterly suffered the eighty-one whip.

When the last whip fell, Yan returned to his ear and heard the sound of a broken bone somewhere in his body. She didn't know exactly where the injury was, because the whole body seemed to be not as painful as her own.

After the punishment was completed, the chain slowly fell and put Yanhui back into the dungeon.

The people outside slowly dispersed.

Yanhui lay on the ground, looking at the sky outside, and soon saw Zichen's worried face appear at the entrance of the cave. He looked at Yanhui below, without saying a word.

However, Yan Hui struggled for the last moment and grinned: "Brother." Her voice was extremely hoarse, "Thank you."

Then the sky looked like it rained, and water drops fell on Yanhui's face. Zichen wiped his face, said sorry, gritted his teeth and walked away.

She, a big brother, just likes to take responsibility for herself, what is he so sorry for her? It was n’t him who beat him. What he could do, he did it for her ...

In the evening, Yan Yan lay back on the ground, and Sure smelled a scent of food, the taste of the long-lost rice dish made by Zhang Dafazi.

Yan's nose moved twice, and he looked up at the hole, and saw a figure pulling the bamboo basket to deliver things bit by bit, and fell to the edge of Yan Hui's head.

Yan narrowed his eyes and saw the figure clearly, stunned slightly: "Ziyue?"

Ziyue was stiff and did n’t expect that Yanhui was still awake. She did n’t seem to want Yanhui to find herself, so she coughed twice: “That, it ’s the master who asked me to deliver the meal. I'm leaving after eating. "

Yanhui slightly propped up and looked into the basket. There were meals, chicken legs, or two big chicken legs.

Ziyue knows that she likes to eat chicken drumsticks. In the past, when she quarreled, Ziyue often deducted the chicken legs returned by geese as a punishment. Yan Hui is now an inmate. How can there be chicken legs in the inmate's dish? I do n’t know how Ziyue stolen from Zhang Dafa ...

Yan smiled back, took out a chicken leg and ate it, and chopped up two more meals.

In fact, she has no appetite, but she still has to force herself to eat, because if she does n’t eat, how can she survive the eighty-one whip tomorrow? I don't want to die.

She still has Tian Yao ... to save.

After the vegetables in the bamboo basket were empty, Yan Hui saw that there was a small bottle of medicine hidden next to the chicken leg, Chen Xingshan's medicine for the treatment of bruises and injuries.

The whiplash wound on her was of no use, but Yanhui still accepted it.

"I've eaten well." She said, and Ziyue took the basket back. When she saw that the medicine was gone, Ziyue nodded and whispered two words as she walked: "What kind of demon do you fix for death, This time we help you to plead. If Master is willing to let you go, you wo n’t be fooled with the monster again. If you still do that, you will die.

Yan Yan laughed back when he heard the words.

With a smile, the sister who had been in trouble with her before would even plead for her at this time. Second, I would like Ling Xiao to let her go. I am afraid it would be harder than Feisheng. Sanxiao Ziyue's remarks ...

In fact, the disciples of Chen Xingshan are not bad. Everyone who cultivates immortals and monks wants to get rid of the demon and cut the demon, protect the life from the dead, like the wind, like Zichen, and even Ziyue. Good heart, just ...

Teaching wrong.

Demon is not all evil.

Going back to these messy things, Yan went to sleep confusedly.

In the middle of the night, the wound was so painful and painful, between the dreams of half awake, she seemed to see Tian Yao. Tian Yao sat beside her, watching her silently.

"Twenty years ago, did you have the same pain." She asked him but did not get an answer.

But Yanhui doesn't need to answer now. She used to see Tian Yao hurt like that on the night of the full moon. She felt as if she already felt the same with him. But now Yanhui knows that there is not. Tian Yao ’s pain is known only to him, and her current pain is also known only to her.

How hurt it is to be hurt by the loved one in the most cruel way, only you know it.

She grabbed his hand and held it gently: "It's funny, at this time, I'm a little ... distressed for you."

The person who held her hand was just silent.

The second day came at noon, and Yan Hui was still in the haze, and was dropped.

Like yesterday, eighty-one whip, whip whip whip in the same place, and unlike yesterday, no other teachers and uncles came today. Only Ling Fei watched for a while, and before he finished, he left.

Ling Xiao did not allow any disciples under his door to follow him today.

Until the eighty-one whipping, Yanhui did not see Zichen and Ziyue.

The iron chain slowly fell and took her back to the dungeon. Before landing, Yan Hui glanced at Ling Xiao, but when he saw his hand standing, the corner of his mouth was a little tight. Yan Hui could not help but softly said: "Master . "

Ling Xiao stunned slightly, his eyes condensed on Yan Hui.

Yan Hui smiled: "Will you also love me?"

Yanhui was pulled into the dungeon by the iron chain. Ling Xiao's lips moved slightly, but in the end he just lowered his eyes. As soon as he brushed his sleeves, the mountain wind lifted his robe.