Food rights and wine beauty: turn a god to farm

Chapter 300 Punishment
"You..." Qing Ling was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, and he was about to curse with his hips crossed, when he saw a blue shadow fall down.

Chen Junsheng only heard a sound of breaking through the air, and then his back felt cold.

He also reacted quickly, and immediately avoided it.

It's just that he avoided it too quickly, and rolled directly to the ground when he was unstable.

The green whip wouldn't give him a chance to relax, and it was thrown directly at the people on the ground.

The whip lashed at the opponent's body fiercely, and there was a burst of energy fluctuations immediately.

This is caused by the collision between the opponent's defense and the whip's attack.

As soon as the faces of the Chen family changed, they were about to step forward, but they were overwhelmed by the sudden coercion, and their faces turned pale.

Even the Nascent Soul cultivator also had a little fine sweat on his forehead, and those in the Foundation Establishment period almost couldn't stand still.

Cultivator Yuanying's eyes widened, and he was terrified. He thought that the other party might be at the late stage of Yuanying or at the peak of Yuanying.

But it was impossible for him to just watch San Shao being beaten and do nothing, even though no matter how many hits with the girl's attack power, it would not be able to break through the defense of San Shao's clothes.

"Your Excellency, my young master is young and ignorant. Please forgive me for the offense. We will leave immediately."

"Mom, he is so old and still not sensible?" Kangkang raised his face and looked at his mother with surprise.

An Ning nodded his head silently, and said with a smile, "Mind and thought have nothing to do with age."

"Oh, that must be lax parenting, too indulgent, dude." Kangkang nodded with understanding, and said seriously.

Everyone in the Chen family choked.

Wei Sichen just glanced at the Nascent Soul cultivator lightly, without speaking, and raised his hand to rub his son's head.

Cultivator Nascent Soul frowned. Hearing the constant slapping sound and the increasingly miserable screams of the third young master, his eyes became more impatient and contemptuous.

But he can't ignore it, and if the ancestor blames him, he can't bear it.

He also said coldly, "Your Excellency, let's stop. Although my young master's attitude is offensive, but there is no real harm. Your bullying is too much. Although the Chen family is not the largest family, But I still have the ability to ask for a reason for the younger generation.”

These words were already threatening, but they didn't dare to speak too harshly, and still kept a bit of respect.

After all, although he didn't know the other party's background, but seeing that he was leading a group of low-level monks, he must also be the elders of a certain family, bringing the juniors out to practice.

If this route is concerned, it is also possible to go to the secret realm.

"Oh? I really want to learn from you." Wei Sichen was majestic, his lips curled up, but his eyes became a little colder, and the coercion that was originally exerted on everyone became a little bit heavier.

Plopping sounded one after another, and those foundation-building monks of the Chen family who were already on the verge of collapse couldn't bear it. They knelt down on the ground one after another, their faces pale, and they could only gasp for breath, like a dying fish.

Those few Jindan cultivators were all tottering, their legs were trembling, and there was only a bit of strength to support them, which was not so ugly.

Cultivator Nascent Soul's face was also a little red, and beads of sweat began to drip down his face, his fists were clenched tightly, and the root of his teeth were biting painfully. If he hadn't survived his reason, he would really have gone all out.

Immortal cultivators are all arrogant, the higher the level, the stronger the arrogance, being bullied like this is more torturous than taking their lives.

But they really couldn't resist, firstly, they couldn't beat them, and secondly, they couldn't take risks, putting San Shao's life in danger.

At this moment, he couldn't help but his eyes were red.

Even the members of the Qing family stepped back a little unconsciously, opened a distance, looked at An Ning and the others with fear and vigilance, but did not dare to look at Wei Sichen.

Qingling, who has no roots, is very relieved to see it. He especially values ​​Chen Junsheng, who is usually arrogant and domineering. look.

"Xiao Luo." Wei Sichen dismissed Chen Junsheng who was almost screaming, and called Xiao Luo lightly.

Only then did Ronaldinho stop, looked at the lump on the ground, curled his lips, put away his long whip and returned to the team.

Others only saw Xiao Luo whipping each other casually with a whip. The force was not too great, and the protection of the opponent's clothes was not broken. They only despised this Young Master Chen for being too weak, worse than girls.

What he didn't know was that Xiao Luo's every whip had a pattern, and he ignored the defense on his clothes, and he really hit the opponent. Although it didn't show on the flesh, it seemed like he had received dozens of whips inside.

At best, Chen Sanshao is only a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he was born out of drug addiction. He has been pampered and has no real skills. It is not bad that he can resist until now.

"Let's go." Wei Sichen said lightly, then led the crowd past them and continued walking forward.

The members of the Qing family also hurriedly retreated.

Qing Ling opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.

But watching them walk by, he pursed his lips, but still didn't make a sound.

The members of the Qing family beside her looked at her nervously.

The Nascent Soul cultivator even leaned into her ear and whispered a few words, telling her not to get confused, these people were obviously not easy to mess with.

Qing Ling sighed, she just wanted to repay her kindness, adding to the previous two times, it was already the third time, she didn't know how to repay this kindness, but the most depressing thing was that the other party didn't give her a chance to repay her kindness.

"Uncle Ming, plus this time, it's the third time someone has rescued me, but I can't do anything. Am I very useless and annoying?" Qing Ling lowered her head with a dejected expression on her face , obviously being hit hard.

"Miss, you should practice hard. If you can't do it now, maybe you can do it in the future." Seeing her like this, the Nascent Soul cultivator sighed helplessly.

Qing Ling was even more depressed.

Those people are so powerful, and their backgrounds are probably not low. Even if she can help in the future, she will probably only bring trouble to them.

For the first time, I felt so useless.

"Forget it, let's go too." Taking a deep breath, she waved her hand. She was originally an optimistic character, and she couldn't get lower no matter how low she was.

Glancing at the busy Chen family members over there, and looking at Chen Sanshao who passed out like a puddle of mud at some point, he curled his lips and sneered, rolled his eyes, and took out a mirror stone to record the scene , and then left with his chin raised.

No matter what, it's worth seeing Chen Sanlaizi in such a miserable state today, so I'll show Brother Junyan a chance, so that he can also relieve his anger.

The members of the Chen family did not stop the members of the Qing family from leaving, but breathed a sigh of relief.

"I actually fainted." Seeing that Chen Sanshao passed out, someone immediately muttered, probably in their hearts for some reason, they were all contemptuous.

It was so weak that the little girl passed out with just a few whips, which really embarrassed the Chen family.

The Nascent Soul cultivator also frowned and walked over impatiently, stretching out his hand to check the situation, but his expression changed after he checked.

(End of this chapter)