President's Private Spoil Rule

After thirty, Fu Qingyu had already knelt on the ground without laziness, and his mind was dizzy. He constantly cursed the old man in his heart. Don't beat himself out of his head. The stick hurt not only his body, but also his brain.

Silently counting to thirty, the whip fell before he could catch his breath.

The old man seemed to do it on purpose. Every whip was at the place where she had been beaten by a stick.

At first, Fu Qingyu could bite her teeth and endure it. Later, she gradually didn't have to endure it, because the pain was so painful that she didn't even have the strength to hum. Only her body twitched / twitched involuntarily with the arrival of each whip.

Her ears also began to hum. Someone was pleading in her ears. "Elder, the sect leader is young and impulsive. He really does things recklessly. But it has been punished. Please show mercy to the elder. Old Fu Gang leader is just a child... "

It sounds like Mo Nantian's voice. Fu Qingyu hooks Gou Chen. What is loyal is loyal.

Bai Changlao snorted coldly, "guild rules can't be abolished. Nephew Mo Shi wants to be an elder?"

Mo Nan swallowed and said "No." I really dare not say anything again.

The Green Eagle sect has two traditions. One is the inheritance of black jade. Those who get black jade get green eagle; The second is the inheritance of elders. Elders of all dynasties are personally selected by their predecessors. No one can be an elder if he wants to.

Moreover, in fact, the elders seem to have a high status in the Green Eagle, but they are only responsible for military education. All their finances depend on the periphery and do not master wealth in their hands. In fact, if they do not have a strong heart, people with external desires and needs are unwilling to be the elders.

Who wants to live a clean and honest life.

The mastiff dog was still crying, "stop fighting, stop fighting, it's all my fault. It's my fault that I didn't take good care of the sect leader. Hit me, hit me. "

Bai Xiaolong's indifferent eyes flashed a touch of complex emotion. Under the sign of the elder, he and Qing stopped the mastiff howling to rush on Fu Qingyu. The voice was very weak. "Mastiff, as long as a whip falls on you, the guild leader's meal will be a white punishment."

However, the mastiff cried regardless, "then I'll accompany, be beaten and injured together."

The red dress, who had not spoken, sneered, "you can get hurt, and we'd better get hurt with you. So that Black Jack's mercenaries can bring us all to the pot while we can't get out of bed. "

Black Jack is the former head of the mercenary trapped in the dead sea by night Rui.

Red clothes makes sense. The mastiff calmed down and never spoke again. Green Eagle is now suffering from internal and external troubles. If the main personnel are injured, others will certainly have an opportunity to take advantage of it.

He looked at Fu Qingyu, who was covered in blood, kneeling on the ground and crying like a child.

He can't guard the guild leader at any time. He can't guard when he is injured in a fight or when he is punished.

Fu Qingyu groaned and groaned in pain. He counted in a mess. It seemed that it was already 30. It seemed that only ten lashes had fallen. Anyway, it hurts.

The green elder's twenty whip was about to fall. A concealed weapon broke through the air and hit him. The long whip fell to the ground.

Although the green elder was hurt, he was not angry, but silently turned to the door with others.

Fu Qingyu thought it was over, twisted her body and wanted to stand up. As a result, she struggled for a long time. She just changed a kneeling posture into a sitting posture, but she also saw the man coming quietly.

Fu Qingyu's eyes were in a trance. She thought she would never forget today in her life.

Ancient halls and deep alleys extend continuously. She saw a white shadow in the distance of the alley, holding a black umbrella and slowly approaching in the drizzle. Behind him were long narrow lanes of green moss. He is not anxious or slow, and his demeanor is graceful. He is like a gentleman who walks with a fan in a martial arts novel. He sobs like jade, but he has the evil spirit of introversion and release. It seemed as if a long sword would fly out from behind him in the next moment, killing all the grass in the world. When the long sword returned to its sheath, he was still dressed in white without blood and elegant young man.

Fu Qingyu felt that his eyes hurt a little, but he was so clean that he brought such murderous spirit. It shouldn't be too bad.

Elder Bai was the first to react. He waved and someone immediately stopped Zuo Shaoqing at the door. "The Green Eagle hall is not external. Please stay."

Zuo Shaoqing smiled, "come to see a friend."

His hands held the two hands in front of him, and with a slight force, the hand fell soft. He naturally stepped into the high and ancient threshold.

Daring to fight in the general hall, many people in black rushed to stop Zuo Shaoqing.

Elder Bai waved everyone back and looked at Zuo Shaoqing with a faint look. "Zuo Shaoqing, please sit aside." Muddy and firm eyes looked at the green elder, "continue to execute."

"Yes."

Fu Qingyu's eyes haven't been removed from Zuo Shaoqing since he appeared. Her face is so handsome, her figure is so good, her temperament... She thinks she should buy a dictionary in the future, so as not to say many beauties and advantages of Zuo Shaoqing.

There was a burst of noise in the air. When she recovered, the whip had come down towards her.

Fuck, it's over.

Subconsciously, she buried her head between her arms and curled up to protect her.

But after waiting for a long time, the whip didn't fall down.

She slowly raised her head and saw Zuo Shaoqing holding the whip and standing in front of her. Her blue eyes were like the sea and her smile was like the warm sun. The pleasant voice fell on her ear like a gurgling stream. "Shaoqing was entrusted by her brother-in-law to ask some elders for personal favor."

"Who is Zuo Shao's brother-in-law?" Elder Bai asked.

"Night Rui."

Fu Qingyu almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

Zuo Shaoqing calls Ye Rui so naturally. He doesn't know how ye Rui, who is trying to make a second child thousands of miles away, feels when he knows.

The people present were no less frightened than Fu Qingyu. They all knew that Zuo Xiaoyou was the only descendant of the white Duke. When a brother came out. But Bai Changlao didn't gossip. He directly asked, "Zuo Shao, please say."

"Fu Gang leader was punished for the black market, and his brother-in-law was sorry. How about the black market make up for your losses in these three months? " Zuo Shaoqing stood in front of Fu Qingyu with a whip, as warm as jade.

Old Bai looked at Fu Qingyu thoughtfully, "then please help leader Fu figure out the losses in these three months."

Fu Qingyu was about to jump up, but her eyes shook badly, and Zuo Shaoqing gave birth to three or four. But he roared, "I'm rich, old..."

Before he finished "paying for himself", his head fell forward, and he seemed to fall into an incomparably fresh embrace. The body that has lost the power of action and the half unconscious consciousness vaguely reminds itself not to dirty his clothes. He is so clean

In full view of the public, Zuo Shaoqing picked up Fu Qingyu and looked at the four elders. His voice was very weak, "farewell."