Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 376 You Didn't Discuss

Ji Li's use of troops was like a god's help, and he was able to catch people with his hands. That afternoon, he saw Bai Liqing leading a group of people to the blood hall of old man Shui Chan.

How could Lian Qingcheng miss such a lively scene?So one sentence, "I am the saint in your reincarnation city, who dares to stop me?" All the guards obediently moved out of the way.

When Lian Qingcheng entered, the old man Shui Chan had already knelt in the yard, with that trembling appearance, if he hadn't known Lian Qingcheng before, he would have been unable to help but fight for him.

"Shui Chan, the sect master thinks that you have made great contributions in guarding the city of death, so you will be spared the death penalty, but the crime of living is hard to forgive, and I will give you a soul-suppressing whip to see the effect." Bailiqing still had that weird smile, standing In front of the old man Shui Chan, the decree of the master of the gate of death was announced.

The old man Shui Chan lifted his shoulders slightly, but he didn't straighten up, "Subordinate...what's wrong with this subordinate..."

"The head of the door received a secret letter with your old man Shui Chan's mark on it, so it must not be fake, but someone used your son as an excuse to disrupt the lives of the people in the city and punished them for several crimes. It's the sect master's kindness, why, why don't you thank me quickly?" Bai Liqing said.

After hearing this, the old man Shui Chan yelled, "I'm wronged! How can my subordinates have second thoughts about the sect master!"

This sentence made Lian Qingcheng almost stop laughing.

Call yourself shameless, it turns out that the old man Shui Chan doesn't take his face seriously, and he doesn't blush when he talks about it.

So why did he not have second thoughts about the sect master?He's been up all the time, okay?

But old man Shui Chan's cry of grievances didn't stop Bai Liqing from what he was doing. He took the execution whip from the guard at the side, and started to whip it mercilessly.

Lian Qingcheng was still thinking about how the criminal law in the city of death is so light, isn't it a bit too serious to take rebellion a little bit?
As a result, Lian Qingcheng found out later that the whip was not as simple as a slap, but a long whip that had to be severed.

The long whip looked to be made of black cowhide, and it was more than 01:30 tight. If these three whips were cut off, the old man Shui Chan would have to lose his life, and he would have to shed his skin.

However, the old man Shui Chan was also a tough man, and he didn't make a scream because of the whip, even though his back had been beaten so badly that there was no good flesh, blood dripped down his body and hit the ground.

A long whip took more than an hour to break, and Baililang threw the broken whip in front of the old man Shuichan, "Master asked me to bring you a word, Xingmang It cannot be compared with the sun, and ants cannot be compared with people, so please do it yourself."

The old man Shui Chan clenched his fists under his sleeve robe secretly, and clenched again, "Subordinate... I would like to follow the instructions of the sect master!"

Those words really came out from between the teeth.

It wasn't until Bailiqing led the people away from the blood hall that the old man Shui Chan lay on the ground with a plop, like a mistreated wild dog, which made people feel pitiful.

A pair of exquisite embroidered shoes landed in front of the old man Shui Chan. He raised his eyes with difficulty, and it turned out to be Lian Qingcheng.

"Saint..." the old man Shui Chan spoke, extremely weak.

Lian Qingcheng nodded, "It turns out that your situation is not as good as I imagined. In the eyes of the sect master, you are not as good as an unwarranted secret letter."

"Dare to ask the Holy Maiden, you made the secret letter?" Old Shui Chan took a rest for a while, then wanted to get up from the ground, but fell heavily into the dust.

And Lian Qingcheng didn't plan to help him, "Bailiqing also said just now that the secret letter has your blood hall's imprint on it, how can I get it? You're thinking too much."

Lian Heng played the lie lightly.

But the old man Shui Chan still didn't believe it, he laughed and spit out a mouthful of blood: "The saint can't get it, but you still have the supernatural Prince Ji by your side, right?"

"If it was in the past, it would be easy for him to get the imprint of your blood hall," Lian Qingcheng denied the old man Shui Chan's words in a disguised form. "Instead of doubting me, it is better to doubt the people in your blood hall."

At this time, if she admits that she has tampered with, she is undoubtedly courting death. Does she, Lian Qingcheng, look like courting death?
The sweat on the old man Shui Chan's forehead never disappeared, perhaps because the people in the Blood Hall realized it later, the old man Shui Chan who was lying on the ground was finally helped up.

The old man Shui Chan, who was able to face Lian Qingcheng squarely, looked Lian Qingcheng up and down for a long time, and then slowly said to Lian Qingcheng: "Saint, tomorrow is the third day, I have to trouble the saint to bring the last medicinal blood, Shui Chan... …Grateful."

The old man Shui Chan finally believed Lian Qingcheng who was serious and lied.

"Wrap it on me. Also, the spring water in the ancient courtyard has the effect of promoting the growth of wounds. I really can't bear to see the old man get hurt like this at such a young age. Please wait, old gentleman. I will go to the ancient courtyard right away." Bring back some spring water for the old man."

The old man Shui Chan was shocked for a moment, and hurriedly waved his hand, but it touched the wound on his back, and he frowned in pain, "Holy lady, this can't be done, that spring water is dedicated to holy women, how can it be used on me... "

Lian Qingcheng didn't listen to the old man Shui Chan's dissuasion, he just said to go and come and walked towards the ancient courtyard.

The ancient courtyard looks much more desolate than before, and the difference is that there were no guards in the original ancient courtyard, but now there are many guards here.

"The ancient courtyard, Saintess, please stop..." The commander of the guard raised his hand to stop Lian Qingcheng's footsteps, but he blocked the Saintess after all, so he still felt a little guilty in his heart, and his tone of voice was not firm.

Lian Qingcheng said sternly: "I am the saint of the City of Rebirth, and I have important matters to enter the ancient courtyard. Can you delay my affairs?!"

The commander of the guards was startled by Lian Qingcheng's aura and couldn't help taking a step back, "Saint, calm down, and the subordinates will respect the sect master's decree, and did not mean to offend you..."

"But you have offended me," Lian Qingcheng said coldly, "Don't you know that the head of the sect wants to give me three points? All the little saintesses in this ancient courtyard were taken out of the ancient courtyard by me? How much older are you than the sect master?!"

"This subordinate dare not," the commander of the guards hastily knelt down, "This subordinate is dedicated to the City of Rebirth, this subordinate...subordinate..."

"If you block the way of this saint again, be careful that this saint will send down the punishment of heaven and kill you?!"

If these words are heard by Ji Li, he must be overjoyed again, Lian Qingcheng, Lian Qingcheng, it's a pity that you don't become a magic stick.

But this absurd threat is the most effective. I saw the guard leader knelt aside and moved aside, "Saint, calm down, saint, please come, come and open the way for the saint!"

He spoke very fast, as if there was a dog chasing after him.

After many days, the door of the ancient courtyard was opened again, but the scene in the courtyard made Lian Qingcheng... a little unbelievable.

(End of this chapter)