Everyone suddenly realized that the second lady of the Fang family was probably not here to stand up for her sister, but she was even more like she was trying to make things difficult for Fang Qingyin.

"Sandbag...hiss... This second lady Fang is so cruel!"

"It's over. Being a sandbag in the inner gate, no matter how strong your body is, you will be beaten to death sooner or later!"

The elders were also stunned, their eyes became meaningful. It seemed that there should be some conflict between the lady of the Fang family.

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Miss Second Miss is serious?"

A cold light flashed in Fang Moyin's eyes and said proudly: "Of course, in the entire Kaiyang Holy Land, who doesn't know that our Fang Moyin is the only one! "

Fang Qingyin saw Ye Qiu's intentions change, and her face changed drastically and said, "Ye Qiu, don't be impulsive. This sandbag is the target for inner disciples to practice attacking techniques. Although she can wear protective gear, there are countless sandbags that are beaten to death every month. These inner disciples practice advanced skills, and you can't stand it."

Ye Qiu shook his head and smiled, "It's okay, Miss, I'll resist the beating."

Ye Qiu turned his head and said "gratitude" to Fang Moyin: "Thank you for your support. If you have a future, you will definitely not forget the kindness of Miss II."

Everyone was stunned, even the elders were a little incredible. Seeing that the boy was clearly speaking, he was a clever person, but he would actually agree to be a sandbag. Was there water in his head?

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, pretending to be a fool, rewarding reputation value +100."

Fang Moyin was a little surprised, but then giggled and said, "Okay, okay, if you can live in the sandbag camp for three months, I will personally accept you as your disciple!"

Fang Moyin then turned to Fang Qingyin and smiled strangely: "I just hope that I won't be reluctant to let go of it at that time."

Seeing that the matter had settled down, Fang Qingyin glared at her sister angrily, but she had no choice but to look back and look at Ye Qiu with a grudge, and said angrily: "You are just a fool, huh, I really don't want to care about you, forget it... I will try my best to protect you! Whoever wants to hit you, challenge me first!"

Ye Qiu also smiled, but he didn't expect that this girl was quite loyal and nodded solemnly and said, "Then I will be taken care of by the lady."

"You are so smirk!"

Fang Qingyin was completely helpless.

After a farce, Ye Qiu became famous and was taken to the famous Shabao Camp by an inner disciple.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of heavy objects hitting the sky was boiling. Ye Qiu walked into the Shabao Camp and saw a group of disciples in the inner sect wearing protective gear. He was performing martial arts on living people wearing protective gear.

Swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, fists, palms, leg seals, eighteen weapons, and various attacks are all greetings to human flesh and sandbags, and almost all of them are killer moves, and moves must hit the key points.

Ye Qiu frowned when he saw this training method. He had seen it in some international mercenary training camps. Most of them were extremely vicious death row prisoners, otherwise they would be children from poor families, specifically used for soldiers to train killing skills.

After walking along the aisle, Ye Qiu saw a sandbag that was smashed to pieces and died suddenly on the spot.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Zhou for his success in the Dragon Subduing Tiger Fist!"

"Hahaha, it's not too long for Senior Brother Zhou to be promoted to a core disciple!"

There were cheers from a group of disciples around, and no one went to see the dead sandbag. Even those who were also sandbags were all indifferent. Perhaps only at this time could they get a gap and not have to withstand the storm-like attacks.

Numbness due to despair may be the most true portrayal of the life of these tragic sandbags.

When he walked to the residence, the inner disciple stood at the door with a disgust and pointed to the room and said, "This is where you live in the future. Your information has been made into a sign. In the future, as long as someone removes the sign and calls you, you will come out and get beaten. This is your monthly routine and I'll leave."

When the inner disciples left, Ye Qiu opened the bag and took a look. There were two low-grade spirit stones, two medium-grade Peiyuan grass, two bone-refining flowers, a set of protective gear and a booklet. The name was "Iron Bone Kung Fu" and it was a body refining technique that Shabao disciples must practice.

"Boom!"

Ye Qiu complained and walked straight into the room, but then Ye Qiu was fumigated by a strong stench.

"Grass! So smelly, is it a pigpen?"

Ye Qiu frowned. He just glanced at it and saw a large bunk bed inside, with a capacity of 100 people, and his smelly clothes and shoes were flying all over the house. If this were the case, it would be impossible for anyone to live in it.

Ye Qiu had to sit at the door and wait, thinking about how to obtain reputation and then obtain the resources of Kaiyang Holy Land. After all, this thousand-year-old holy land contains countless wealth. As long as you get the opportunity, it is not difficult to restore your cultivation, but now you have to slowly plan it.

“Buzz…”

A long sound of the bronze bell rang out, and then a burst of cheers rang out. Ye Qiu checked the time and found that it was the end of the day's practice time, and the sandbags were "get off work".

Then Ye Qiu saw a young man with a bruised nose and swollen face. While taking off his armor, he walked towards the room. When he was approaching, he saw Ye Qiu and said in surprise: "New? Didn't it mean that the next batch of disciples will arrive after the ceremony? Strange, strange..."

The young man seemed to be talking to Ye Qiu, or he was talking to himself.

Ye Qiu nodded and agreed.

The young man nodded, then hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know why you came here, but I'd better tell you in advance. If there is a one-eyed person asking for your monthly routine later, don't resist. If you are injured on the first day, it will be difficult to endure in the future. This is my advice, so you can do it yourself."

Ye Qiu was stunned. He didn't expect that this young man would kindly persuade him. However, he looked at the young man with a little clearness and was not numb yet, and he smiled and said, "Brother, I think you should have just arrived not long ago, right? My name is Ye Qiu, what do you call you?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then his face turned indifferent and nodded, "I have been here for less than three months, so I don't need to know my name. I will soon forget your name. Remember, don't try to make friends here, because the friend you just made may have turned into a piece of loess the next day."

The young man turned around and approached the house. Ye Qiu looked at the young man thoughtfully, most of whom was a story.

Just as Ye Qiu was feeling, a arrogant voice suddenly came.

"Boy, newcomer? Do you know the rules? Take your calendar, or do you believe it or not, I will kill you?"
Chapter completed!