Chapter 268 The Lord God, Please Stay Away (46)
An hour later.

"Registration has started."

"Let me go first... I'll wait here first."

"I'll come first. I came yesterday. I've waited all morning and haven't had any food yet. Let me come first."

"What are you arguing about? I'll register first. If anyone refuses to accept it, I'll punch you until you are convinced."

As the man said, he punched the person in front of him with his fist. Before the person could react, he was beaten and lay on the ground, unable to get up. People around him began to point and point.

"Shut up if you are arguing, old man... If you are arguing again, no one will register today."

The old man has a bad temper. He drew lots yesterday and got registered here again. Every time he was so unlucky.

Of the four registration gates, only his side was crowded and noisy, while the other side was done quietly.

No education at all, noisy.

"Xianling, why don't you go and register?"

Shang Ling held the teacup and continued to drink tea. They continued to quarrel, and if the quarrel continued, the old man could register for two or three days, after all, the registration period was five days.

"Wait a little longer, the old man has a bad temper, he probably has to scold a market for registration, I'll just wait here, there is another old man who hasn't come yet, and there are two people responsible for the registration here. "

"how do you know."

Yu Yu stood by and looked at the people drinking tea. This is something only people in their fairy gate know, and it is impossible for outsiders to know. It is possible that this little girl also has relatives in the fairy gate.

"Give some broken silver, and you can find out."

Yu Yu looked around, and then remembered that the shop here has always been there, no matter how many years, the shop owner has always been the same person
In this case, the shopkeeper must know about these things, he has been watching

"You are very smart."

"Going out, you need to take care of it, otherwise it's easy to waste time."

Someone shouted over there.

A lot of people flocked to it.

Those who registered were blocked and slapped the table angrily, scaring those people from speaking.

"Wait a little longer. This person has a violent temper. It's better to wait for someone with a gentle personality to come. I will register in the past then."

The people at the table next to him said the same thing, and they also asked the owner of the tea shop.

……

the other side.

fairy gate.

yard.

She knelt on the ground, and the people next to her whipped her. This was punishment. She was punished for killing the sect's disciples for her own selfish desires, causing the sect to suffer heavy losses.

"Senior sister, too many people have been lost this time. The elders are already angry, and I can't protect you."

The whipper is Xianchen.

Xianchen frowned and waved his whip.

He couldn't bear to do it, but if someone else did it, it would probably be heavier, so let's do it himself.

"It's nothing, Xian Chen's kindness, the senior sister appreciates it, but one person does the other thing, this matter is my fault, I am too good at making decisions, and I acted without a clear report."

Mu Ling gritted her teeth and insisted that this time the punishment was heavy, and she had to accept it even if she refused.

If something goes wrong, someone has to take the blame, and that person can only be himself.

"Sister..."

"Xianchen, do you want to protect your senior sister?"

"No disciple, disciple just..."

He didn't dare to look at the deacon elder in front of him, the elder was very strict.

When being punished, you can't use your cultivation to protect your body, you can only stick to it.

After passing out, there is cold water next to it, and it will be poured out directly, so I can only endure it.

"Xianchen, don't talk about it, just keep fighting."

The people in charge of monitoring are watching, they can't put on a show, because it will implicate Xianchen in the crime of favoritism, and Xianchen will also be punished.

After more than a dozen whips, Mu Ming's skin was torn apart. Fortunately, she was wearing black clothes this time, so it was hard to see how serious it was.

(End of this chapter)

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