Can Rebirth be withdrawn?

Rong Jiushu had never been beaten since he was a child, and this slap stunned him directly. He was quiet for a while, first raised his hand in disbelief and touched his face, and then looked in front of him in disbelief, who was shorter than himself. Zhong Shaoyu, who was almost half the size of his head: "You hit me?"

Zhong Shaoyu didn't answer his nonsense at all, stared into his eyes, and said word by word: "Apologize."

Ever since Zhong Shaoyu stepped into the cafeteria, almost all the disciples in the cafeteria were looking at them. Rong Jiushu had never been so ashamed before. , suddenly jumped into a rage: "You dare to hit me, do you know who I am, so you dare to hit me?"

"I don't care who you are, I just know that on my Wumeng Mountain, if you dare to beat someone for no reason, you should be punished." Zhong Shaoyu dragged the maidservant to Rong Jiushu: "I'll say it again, give me Apologize!"

Rong Jiushu's blood surged, and he continued to swear: "I'm so sorry, but you Wumengshan's rules are beyond my control. I'm not your Wumengshan's disciple."

"On my Wumeng Mountain, you have to obey the rules of Wumeng Mountain." Zhong Shaoyu gradually lost his patience: "I will ask you one last time, do you want to apologize?"

"Want to apologize? No way..." Before Rong Jiushu could finish his sentence, Zhong Shaoyu raised his hand and slapped him again.

Rong Jiushu: "How dare you beat me..."

Another loud slap.

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Zhong Shaoyu raised his hand again, and Rong Jiushu hid behind his servant in fright: "Call someone, call them all, call them all."

The boy came back to his senses and quickly sent a signal.

Rong Jiushu's soldiers quickly arrived at the cafeteria and surrounded Zhong Shaoyu.

Seeing this, Yuan Jingce unsheathed his sword in seconds.

The two strongest disciples of Wumeng Mountain and several slayers carefully cultivated by the master of Tianya Pavilion, Rong Bufan, immediately mingled together. Shan's cafeteria was demolished in half.

Such a big battle naturally disturbed the head of Wumeng Mountain and the owner of Tianya Pavilion.

After a while, Ye Wuchen and Rong Bufan arrived, and they both stopped the fighting group.

Not to mention the mess in the cafeteria, four out of five disciples of Wumeng Mountain are watching a good show here, it is not a good place to deal with things at all, Ye Wuchen didn't say anything, just threw a sentence "Come to Jingxin Hall", So Rong Bufan left first.

Neither Zhong Shaoyu nor Rong Jiushu dared to slack off, so they could only follow closely behind to the Jingxin Hall.

There is no need for interrogation, Rong Bufan also knows that his son Rong Jiushu must have caused trouble. He feels ashamed, but he still has to clean up the mess for his son: "Brother Ye, there is no need to ask more about this matter. It must be Jiushu's fault. Now let him admit his mistake and be punished."

Saying that, Rong Bufan glared at Rong Jiushu: "Quickly admit my mistake!"

Rong Jiushu's face was full of reluctance: "Father, she hit me, look at my face."

Rong Bufan's face flushed with anger: "Nie Yi!"

Rong Jiushu didn't dare to say any more, and reluctantly muttered to Zhong Shaoyu who was standing beside him: "I'm sorry."

Zhong Shaoyu rolled his eyes and didn't answer Rong Jiushu's words.

Rong Bufan looked at Ye Wuchen: "Brother Ye, Shuzi is stubborn and has caused you trouble. I will punish him to kneel in your meditation hall for three days and three nights now."

Ye Wuchen knew what kind of disposition his two disciples had, and he would definitely not cause trouble for no reason. He could also see that Rong Bufan took the blame and admitted his mistakes when he came up. Obviously he didn't want him to pursue too deeply, and he was also worried that the pursuit would go too deep. Let the other party lose face, after all, everyone's friendship is here, and we can't make trouble just because the juniors fight.

After some consideration, Ye Wuchen still gave Rong Bufan a step up: "Jiu Shu is a guest, and Shaoyu and Jing Ce beat people up, which is not my way of treating guests at Wumeng Mountain. If there is a conflict between the two sides, it will not be If one party makes a mistake, they should be punished together.”

Rong Bufan: "Brother Ye, be polite, let Jiushu be punished alone."

Ye Wuchen: "Impossible, let's punish together."

Thus, Zhong Shaoyu, Yuan Jingce and Rong Jiushu were trapped in the meditation hall and began to kneel for punishment.

Rong Bufan and Ye Buchen continued to return to the top of Wumeng Mountain to play chess, drink and discuss swordsmanship.

Kneeling until late at night, Zhong Shaoyu heard the sound of the door. She turned her head and saw that it was Sang Ling, the teacher's wife.

The meditation hall is very big, and the three of them were arranged to kneel in different rooms. In front of Sang Ling, Zhong Shaoyu would always look like a child who couldn't grow up. , Master, he is biased, it is obviously the fault of the ten bets and nine losers, but I have acted bravely, Master does not praise me, but he still wants to punish me."

Sang Ling was amused by her phrase "Ten bets and nine losses", and touched Zhong Shaoyu's head: "He is called Rong Jiushu, why ten bets and nine losses."

Zhong Shaoyu said indifferently: "It's not important, the important thing is Master."

Sang Ling smiled and took out a few boxes of snacks from her arms: "Your master knows that you are wronged, but it is just to take care of your Uncle Rong's face. Look, these snacks are what your master ordered me to give you. Come here, your master also said, you don't need to kneel so well, just be lazy when you should be lazy."

Sang Ling said, as if suddenly thinking of something, she took out four thick kneeling mats from the package she carried with her: "This is what your master asked me to bring to you. Come on, kneel on this, and you will not lose weight." It will hurt."

The resentment in Zhong Shaoyu's heart dissipated a lot: "Master, are you sure Master asked you to bring it?"

"Are you sure, when did Mistress lie to you?" Sang Ling said, "Your Yungu has already told me the ins and outs of what happened in the cafeteria. I also know that you are venting your anger for your Yungu."

Zhong Shaoyu was happy. He opened a snack box brought by Sang Ling, took out a fruit and stuffed it into his mouth. While eating, he tilted his head and looked at Sang Ling: "Master, for Uncle Rong's face, maybe Master also Let you deliver mats and snacks to that ten bet nine?"

Sang Ling: "That's not true. It was his fault in the first place. The face that should be given must be given, but the punishment should still be punished. He was punished by your master. If he kneels improperly, he will be punished."

Zhong Shaoyu: "What about Yuan Jingce, did you give it to him?"

Sang Ling: "Your master said that if a boy is raised rough, he will be punished."

Zhong Shaoyu was completely happy, and happily stuffed another fruit into his mouth: "Master, I can still give Yuan Jingce a cushion."

Sang Ling: "Only one?"

Zhong Shaoyu tilted his head: "Two? Oh, it doesn't matter, anyway, it can't be more than me, so it seems that Master and Mistress love me the most."

Sang Ling: "Okay, okay, listen to our Ah Yu."

Zhong Shaoyu picked up a fruit and handed it to Sang Ling: "Master, you eat too."

Sang Ling covered her mouth and retched uncomfortably.

Zhong Shaoyu threw the fruit into the food box, and nervously approached Sang Ling: "Master, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

Sang Ling shook her head, and after the discomfort passed, she looked at Zhong Shaoyu.

Zhong Shaoyu was about to burst into tears.

Sang Ling chuckled: "Master is pregnant."

Zhong Shaoyu was stunned for a moment, then moved his gaze down, and landed on Sang Ling's belly, which was indistinguishable from usual: "I'm going to have a junior brother?"

Sang Ling: "Yes, but he's only been there for more than a month now, so you have to keep it a secret for Master Mistress."

Zhong Shaoyu nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah, don't worry, Mistress, I will keep it a secret. When the little brother is born in the future, I will protect the little brother and never let anyone bully him." he."

Sang Ling: "What little junior brother, I'm not sure yet, maybe it's a junior junior sister."

Zhong Shaoyu: "I said Junior Brother is Junior Junior Brother."

Sang Ling: "If it's a junior, my wife hopes that he can protect us Ah Yu when he grows up."

Zhong Shaoyu: "I will protect him."

Sang Ling: "Boys are supposed to protect girls."

Zhong Shaoyu: "Oh, Master, don't argue, I will protect you with him."