Seeing that Ling Xuewei and others were about to be taken away, suddenly Nalan Ting, who had been watching the show at the VIP table, spoke up.
"Wait a minute. Can the three elders tolerate Lan and say a word?"
Everyone looked at Nalanting in surprise.
The same goes for Qiu Xin, but the person coming here is a guest. He nodded, "Of course, please tell me."
Nalanting said, "Today is an auspicious day for your sect, so no blood should be exposed. What's more, since they are disciples of the Yunyin Sect, it is only human nature to come to pay homage. I hope the elders will open up their nets and be dealt with lightly."
Qiuxin was surprised.
Even Elder Siyuan and Su Yuanzhi were surprised.
Especially Su Yuanzhi, this Nalanting who has always ignored secular affairs, what is wrong with him today? He actually speaks for the disciples who have made mistakes?
Instead, he smiled and glanced at his disciple who was sitting in his seat, feeling clear in his heart.
"If that's the case, then I'll whip you ten times as punishment."
In the end, the final word was made with a smile.
When Qiuxin saw this, he didn't say anything more. Nalanting had already spoken, so he had to give him some face.
So Qiu Xin waved her hands to her disciples to take Ling Xuewei and the others down. Soon, the short-lived storm passed.
The ceremony begins again.
Ten lashes are already considered very light. With a little rest, you should be able to recover after a while.
Su Yuanzhi breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at the back of Ling Xuewei, who was being taken down by the disciples of the execution hall, and thought about waiting for the ceremony to pass and getting some medicine to take a look.
In a blink of an eye, he met Nalan Ting's half-smiling gaze.
It seemed that one could see through what he was thinking at the moment.
Su Yuan paused, glanced at Nalanting, and then sat back down.
"Su Yuanzhi knows them?"
Nalanting asked the person next to him in a low voice.
Baili Chen took a sip of tea and said lightly, "Yes."
"Really?" Nalan Ting suddenly realized, "No wonder you had that expression just now. He used to be following you all the time. When did he have his own playmate? Aren't you jealous?"
Bai Lichen glanced at him.
"Ha, just kidding. But, I thought you would be happy."
Bai Lichen put down the teacup calmly, "What?"
Nalan Ting leaned back lazily on the chair, with deep amber eyes, "Don't you also want them to be saved? That's why I asked for mercy."
Baili Chen's eyes flickered.
"Isn't it?"
Nalanting seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Bai Lichen said four words calmly, "You are thinking too much."
Nalanting raised his eyebrows, "Haha, really? Then just think of me as nosy!"
Bai Lichen glanced at the man next to him who was smiling crazily, his eyelids slightly drooping.
What a sharp guy.
Ling Xuewei and others didn't know what happened to the ceremony after that. They went to the torture hall, received ten whips, and then the group was carried back to Qingxuanyuan in embarrassment.
Fortunately, after returning, the fat master did not reprimand them anymore. He just said, "Take good care of yourself and talk about it later" and hurriedly returned to the ceremony.
Almost everyone in the fire house died in the battle, but the work they should do still had to be done, and the fat master could only do it.
The group felt guilty and guilty.
"How about... let's go and help too?"
"Come on, with the way you are now, you will only be a hindrance in the past. It's better not to go there, so as not to make the fat master angry."
Shi Hou said, "How are your injuries? I have some golden sore medicine here. Let's apply some medicine to each other, and then go back and rest."
"Xiao Mo, let me apply medicine for you!" Qiao Ran came over with a twisted face.
Ling Xuewei said lightly, "No need, I've already wiped it."
Huh? Really? Why didn’t he see when it was wiped?
But Ling Xuewei had already said that, so Qiao Ran didn't think much, opened the lid and started to wipe himself. The burning pain on his back made him grin for a while, and he really couldn't do it.
Suddenly his hands were empty, and when he turned around, he saw Ling Xuewei standing behind him at some point, taking the bottle in his hand and starting to apply medicine to him.
The whip marks on the back were green and red, bloody, and the wounds were deep enough to show the bones. It only took ten lashes to injure these people like this. If it were really 50 lashes, they would probably not die but also be disabled.
"We...we got into a big trouble."
Qiao Ran lowered his head with a gloomy expression, and so did everyone else, who was in low spirits.
"Why did you say the building that was so good collapsed?"
"It's not that you are too fat! Look at the meat on your body, each one of you is almost turning into a pig! It's weird if you can't collapse!"
"You guys still have the nerve to criticize us? Why don't you take a look at yourself? You're not much different from us, right?"
"Not even close!"
"Hey, kid! Speaking of which, it's not because Xiao Qiao you are too excited! You have to watch Ye Baijun! This is why the roof collapsed..."
"Ah? But it seems that your side is the one who is sleeping first..." Qiao Ran looked confused.
"You've learned to talk back, haven't you? Let's see how I deal with you!"
"Oh, let go, it hurts..."
"Okay, stop making trouble, you still think the injury is not serious enough, right?" Shi Hou interrupted their nonsense and frowned, "If you want to blame me, it's my fault. I shouldn't have led you to fool around. When Master Ruofang starts to blame you in the future, you
Just put all the responsibility on me!"
"How can that be done?!"
"That's right! We are brothers who share weal and woe! Since we are brothers, we should share the blessings and share the hardships! Don't you think so?"
"yes!"
"You're right! Brother Shi, since we committed the matter together, you can't bear it alone!"
"Yes, although we have been punished, it is not all without gain! At least we have seen so many rare characters today. Even if we are punished, our life will not be in vain! Don't you think so?"
"Hahaha, that's right..."
…
Ling Xuewei looked at the people in front of her and admired their optimistic attitude.
Although they are all ordinary people, this true feeling of sharing weal and woe is extremely rare in this place.
Everyone didn't chat for long before they each crawled back to their nests wailing. To be honest, this whipping was really not something people should endure. They felt dizzy after just one conversation, and the wounds were burning with unbearable pain.
Feeling dizzy, it seemed as if a cool liquid flowed from their mouths into their throats. Soon the pain on their backs disappeared and they fell asleep again.
Ling Xuewei returned to her room.
After taking off his clothes, the young man's slender and frail body was revealed in the mirror. His skin was abnormally white. The whip wounds on his back were scattered in various directions, green and red, which looked very scary at first glance.
It just seems serious.
With Ling Xuewei's cultivation level, this injury is nothing to worry about.
Just to avoid arousing suspicion, the wound should be healed slowly, otherwise it would be strange for her, an ordinary person without any spiritual energy, to be alive and kicking in just two days and not attract anyone's attention.
"Master Yin, are you okay?"
"without……"
Facing the worried eyes of the two little guys, Ling Xuewei rubbed their fur to show comfort.
She was more worried about other things than the injury.
