The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Xuanting courtyard
Huarong lowered her body, lowered her head, and respectfully offered the original whip in her hand.

Hua Qinyan reached out and took it, and slapped it hard on the ground, making a clear "snap" sound, which was full of deterrence.

"Master..." Hua Rong wanted to persuade him, but Hua Qinyan didn't even look at him. He stepped forward and whipped him.

"Pa," the bone-eroding pain fell on his body, and Han Mo grunted in pain. The skin on his back and front shoulders burst open, and his outer robe and inner clothes were directly scratched and stained with bright red blood. Dazzling.

"Junior brother!!" Hua Rong was so frightened that she turned around to look at him, only to see him lowering his head and his face began to turn pale.

It was only a whip, but it caused him such serious physical pain. One can imagine the power of this original whip.

"Snapped!"

Hua Qinyan whipped him up again with force, "Let me ask you, is it wrong to leave halfway and go to the Fenglingxuan Pavilion?"

"Master?!" Huarong was so anxious that she almost rushed forward and stopped Hua Qinyan.

Han Mo sneered, "Disciple...that's right."

He didn't admit it and left halfway to Fenglingxuan Pavilion. He was just worried about Miaoyuan. This was his own business. He didn't think it would hinder him in anything.

"Okay, you're right, right?" Hua Qinyan whipped his hand for the third time, still under the two whip marks in front of his wound.

"Master!!" Hua Rong knelt down and kowtowed to him: "Stop fighting, junior brother did not leave intentionally."

"You are right, am I, the master, wrong?"

Han Mo lowered his head and gritted his teeth without making a sound.Because he knew in his heart that no matter whether he was wrong or not, Hua Qinyan had to make him admit his mistake.

Because Hua Qinyan didn't like the disciples who didn't obey his orders, he was the closed disciple whom he specially recognized.He would never allow such a disciple to go against his own will and decision.

"In the main hall, in front of so many people, I argued with Na Yu Juncheng and left the table angrily! How dare you go behind my back and secretly stay at Feng Lingxuan when you are here?!"

"Crack!" The fourth whip was whipped up.

"You said you were wrong, right?!"

Huarong knelt on the ground and begged tremblingly: "Master, please stop fighting. Please forgive me this time."

Han Mo couldn't bear the beating anymore and lay on the ground with shocking scars on his back, "Disciple..."

He gritted his teeth and insisted, "That's right."

"Bang!" Hua Qinyan hit him with the fifth whip, until he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"How dare you speak so harshly?!"

"Isn't it true that Yu Juncheng was just scolding me in the hall, and then you appeared in front of his eyes with your back legs?"

"Let me ask you, if you are not making him hate or dislike him, what are you doing?!"

"Master!!" Hua Rong sobbed, "You really can't fight anymore."

He even dared not raise his head to take a look at Junior Brother Hanmo's current injuries.He was afraid, afraid that if something happened to his junior brother...

"Disciple," Han Mo's eyes were scarlet, but he still gritted his teeth tightly and argued with him: "Disciple, I stand up for my fellow disciples and for Cang Lingshan, not for myself!"

"Crack!" The sixth whip.

"Who do you think you are? Does Yan Miaoyuan need your protection?!"

"Master!!" Hua Rong raised her head in fright.

Han Mo was half lying on the ground, raised his pale face, and argued with reason: "Junior sister's cultivation is low, it's wrong for him to sneak attack on junior sister in a deserted world! The disciple blocked this attack for Junior sister is doing this for the sect master, and even more for Cang Lingshan!"

"Pa!" The seventh whip went down.

Hua Qinyan's eyes widened angrily, and he roared loudly: "You stood up for her, for the face of the sect leader, and for our Canglingshan! You are being righteous! But have you ever thought about yourself? Have you ever? Have you ever thought about our Mugina Mountain?!" "You are a hero today. When we get out of the mountain tomorrow and encounter him, how many tricks do you think you can survive against him? Let me ask you, how many tricks can you survive?!"

"Crack!" When the eighth whip fell, his flesh and blood were immediately mixed with blood, cold sweat broke out, and his bones were in pain that was hard to describe.

"Junior brother?!" Huarong turned to look at him, her hands under her sleeves trembling.

"I'll ask you again," Hua Qinyan held the original whip tightly in his hand. Seeing how weak he was unable to get up, his words could not stop trembling.

"Do you have more affection for her than a normal brother-sister relationship?"

Hua Rong was shocked, "Master...Master?"

Han Mo curled up on the ground in pain, his pale and weak face touching the cold ground.The wounds on his back and shoulders were dripping with blood, and there were whip marks one after another, and the bones were visible.

He was originally kneeling, but after being beaten, he could only huddle in a ball, half lying on the ground.Bai Jie's forehead was covered in cold sweat and the pain was unbearable.

"disciple……"

"Junior brother!!" Hua Rong was really afraid that he would say something shocking, so she quickly knelt down and stepped forward, holding his left shoulder and whispering: "You can't talk nonsense."

After saying that, he straightened up and said loudly: "Junior brother, please admit your mistake quickly!!! As long as you admit your mistake, master will forgive you."

"Get away." Hua Qinyan held the whip in one hand and pulled him away with the other, saying angrily: "I want him to answer my question in person."

"master!!"

Han Mo chuckled. Even though his body was covered with wounds, his skin was torn and the pain was so painful that he couldn't get up, he still carried the pride and self-esteem of the king of the snake clan.

"Disciple, it is true that she -"

"Bang!" The door was suddenly pushed open at this moment.Against the moonlight of the dark night, the visitor stepped in the door with a cold and noble face, wearing a snow-white round collar robe with long sleeves and a deep meaning.

Huarong raised her eyes in shock, until she clearly saw who it was, she was ecstatic, "S-Senior Brother?!"

Great, the reinforcements he requested have finally arrived.If he doesn't show up, the junior brother will be beaten to death by the master.

Hua Qinyan frowned and looked at the person, "Why are you here?"

Long Sheng stepped forward, bowed and saluted, "Master, I have heard about everything that happened at Fengling Pavilion."

"Are you here also to intercede for him?"

"Master is joking." Long Sheng straightened up and looked at him, "Disciple and Junior Brother Hanmo don't move around on weekdays. How can I embarrass you, Master, because of him?"

"Then why are you here?!" Hua Qinyan threw down the whip in his hand angrily, turned around and walked towards the desk.

Long Sheng raised his heels.

Huarong immediately ran over and helped Han Mo up, "Junior brother, get up quickly."

Han Mo coughed heavily, stroked his chest, and with Hua Rong's help, he finally stood up.

"You... how are you, junior brother?" Hua Rong didn't dare to touch him, just because he was covered in injuries, and no one was good, especially the shoulder bones and back, which were all stained with blood.

"It's okay, senior brother, thank you very much." If he hadn't stopped him repeatedly, maybe his life would have been decided here tonight.

"We are all brothers, why are you so polite? You really need to change your stubborn temper! If the master says you are wrong, then you can admit it! You must fight with the master!"

"I..." Han Mo wanted to say something more, but he really had no strength left. He felt light-headed and fainted all of a sudden.

Huarong was so frightened that she quickly supported him, "Junior brother!!"

"Master, junior brother fainted!!"

"master!!"