Ji Rao endured the pain on his body and stood there straight, with a scornful smile in his eyes.

"Do you kneel?"

"No kneeling."

Yantingzhi pulls out the stick of the doorkeeper and directly hits Ji Rao on the back. That one stick carries to break empty voice, ruthlessly smash to Ji Rao thin body, Ji Rao stuffy hum, the whole person tilted forward for a while.

"Kneel or not?"

"No kneeling."

Another stick.

"Kneel or not?"

“…… No kneeling. "

……

In the end, yantingzhi was numb. He didn't know how many sticks he had hit. His reason seemed to be gone. A heart seemed to be inserted into a knife. The knife was spinning inside, which made him almost unable to breathe. He felt vaguely that the stick was not on Ji Rao, but in his heart,

"kneel or not?"

“……”

Ji Rao couldn't even speak. His face turned pale. He didn't realize it. He just held his breath.

"Do you kneel or not?"

Banquet Court seems to be urgent, Ji Rao gently pulled out a pale smile, "no Kneel down. "

In fact, at that time, yantingzhi had forgotten the hatred of killing his father and the difference between different sects. He just felt that Ji Rao could always make him angry so easily.

So when he went down with that stick, what he thought was no longer hatred.

Why, why always disobey me? I'm so good to you, I want to take out my heart to you, want you to stand in the world, how can you, how can you do this to me?

Ji Rao's leg was in severe pain. He fell to the ground, bit his teeth and didn't cry out. He was sweating straight out.

I'm afraid this leg is useless.

Bang.

The stick fell to the ground. Yantingzhi looks at Ji Rao who has passed out on the ground. He has no idea what to do in his eyes for a moment. He wants to go and pick someone up, but just takes a step, he hears humanity.

"Well done!"

"That's to break his pride!"

The footstep of banquet court is one meal, then coldly way, "come on, put him in jail."

When Ji Rao is carried out, the ghost of Yanting looks back and feels his dull breath. He knows that he is in love with someone he shouldn't love.

Ji Rao was woken up by cold water. The first thing he felt when he woke up was pain. It hurt everywhere, especially his legs. It hurt to the bone when he moved.

He looked around. The light was dim. There were a lot of straw under. The walls were dilapidated. There were several people standing in front of him.

"He's awake."

"You killed the master!"

"You murderer."

The expression of those people's indignation made Ji Rao smile for a while. His voice was dumb and said, "it's justice for you to kill people, but it's cruel for me to kill people. There is no such truth in the world. "

"Don't quibble. I'm going to kill you because you've done so many evil things and killed innocent people. It's not worth dying!"

"Now you've done this to our master. It's really vicious!"

"That's right. You've killed so many people. You deserve to die!"

"Mean man!"

Ji Rao slightly looked up at them, "I Ji Rao, you can abuse at will."

"Bah, I'm so arrogant when I'm dying. Today I will avenge our master. "

This is the cell. What kind of torture tools do you have? In a hurry, the disciple took a whip from the wall and lashed it out.

Ji raosheng suffered. He looked at the three people coldly. His body was stained with blood, like a fierce ghost from hell. "You'd better not let me run away, or I'll let you double the insult today."

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