Lan Minjun informed everyone that Lan Ruoming was possessed by a secret spell and was forced to be tied up with Lan Qianqian.
Then, his gentle voice was full of pleading, "Lan Qianxi will definitely die after one hundred and seventy lashes, and A Ming will be seriously injured by then. Please be considerate of innocent people, sect master."
Lan Minjun's voice fell, and the whispers of the disciples sounded again.
Everyone's dislike of Lan Qianxi is rising rapidly.
No wonder you dare to be so confident, it turns out that you are tying the lives of others to your own!
How disgusting!
Those buzzing sounds drifted into Lan Xixi's ears. Most of the words were unclear, but some words were still heard.
Disgusting, hateful, damn.
Words like this floated into Lan Qianqian's ears.
Shen Bu turned to look at the elders.
I wonder what these elders would think.
Without waiting for discussion, Song Luo's cold voice sounded, "Young Master Lan, rest assured, the second elder has a lot of elixirs, which will definitely allow her to survive the 170 punishments."
It is impossible to escape the whip.
Lan Minjun remained silent, but a look of joy flashed in his eyes.
As expected of a great elder, this decision really won his heart!
After the one hundred and seventy ring whip, even if Lan Qianxi is alive, her bones will probably be broken.
However, this end is not tragic enough.
Shen Bu looked deeply at his sister, and then said to Lan Minjun, "Young Master Lan, don't worry, our sect will never harm innocent people."
This Lan Qianxi has definitely offended her sister, or someone she cares about.
Lan Minjun raised his hand and bowed, seeming to accept the decision with some anxiety.
Shen Bu raised his hand and waved.
The voice of Deputy Hall Master Furui Muha sounded, "Execution!"
Ye Hanxing was led up by the disciples of the Discipline Hall. He looked at Lan Qianqian who was tied to the pillar, and his usually gentle expression showed a bit of coldness.
The next second, spiritual power poured out and hit Lan Qianqian's dantian.
The seemingly gentle spiritual power wrapped around the flawless spiritual roots.
Lan Qianqian's breath tightened.
Hidden powerful and fierce spiritual power wraps around the spiritual roots and begins to peel off.
"ah--"
A shrill voice sounded, Lan Qianxi's face turned pale, and her thin body trembled.
Because he had to take into account the completion of the spiritual roots, Ye Hanxing peeled off the spiritual roots more slowly, which naturally doubled Lan Qianqian's pain.
Her flawless spiritual roots were stripped away, and the glory given to her by her spiritual roots was also stripped away.
Ye Hanxing quickly sent the spiritual root into the crystal bottle.
He turned to the steward of the Discipline Hall and nodded slightly, "The spiritual roots have been peeled off."
The steward raised his hand and saluted Ye Hanxing. After he stepped off the trial platform, a cold voice sounded, "Please quit whipping!"
The deputy hall leader raised his hand, and a ruler that looked like bamboo floated in the air.
"Please also ask the fourth elder to carry out the execution." The voice of the deputy hall master Gujing Wubo sounded.
The fourth elder's calm voice sounded, "After our discussion, I was once her master. In order to avoid anyone saying that I was merciless, the fifth elder will do the one hundred and seventy lashes on my behalf."
The deputy hall leader looked up.
Not only the deputy hall master, Song Yizhi also looked over.
Rong Yueyuan executes?!
Song Yizhi felt that his brain was a little weak.
Lan Qianxi seems to be in love with Rong Yueyuan, right?
Now that Rong Yueyuan is executing it personally, isn't this killing people and killing people's hearts?
It’s really… I’m so looking forward to it!
Song Yizhi lowered his head to hide the confusion in his eyes, and then tried hard to suppress the raised corners of his mouth.
Rong Yueyuan stood up, raised his hand and waved, and the whip in the deputy hall master's hand appeared in his hand.
"Since the fourth elder trusts me, I will do the work for you." The gentle voice is very recognizable.
Lan Qianxi raised her head suddenly. She still couldn't see clearly the man on the high platform. The cold sweat from the pain on her forehead fell down and fell into her eyes.
The sweat spurred her to tears.
"No, no..." Lan Qianxi squeezed out a few words from her dry throat.
It can’t be the fifth elder!
Can't!
Lan Minjun had a panoramic view of Lan Qianxi's embarrassed appearance, and the panic on her face was also captured.
The fifth elder will execute it...
The corners of Lan Minjun's mouth rose a little.
Lan Qianxi's voice was not heard or ignored.
Rong Yueyuan's figure flashed and he stood on the trial stage.
The spiritual power was injected into the whip, and the whip instantly showed its original appearance.
"Crack!"
When the whip came down, Lan Qianxi gritted her teeth and resisted, but the bulging veins on her forehead showed how painful the whip was.
Lan Qianxi tried her best to see the man's appearance clearly.
The man holding the whip looked gentle and dignified, but his expression was so cold and indifferent.
If there were gods, this would probably be it.
But why is this god so cruel?
Lan Qianxi bit the soft flesh in her mouth, and her mouth was filled with the smell of blood.
The steward on the side said coldly, "One."
Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and lowered it.
"two."
"three."
"Four."
…
After the ten whips fell, Lan Qianxi's clothes were already stained with blood, and her breath was weak.
Rong Yueyuan stopped.
The second elder raised his hand and waved, and a porcelain bottle fell in front of the steward.
The steward walked up to check it out, then poured out a pill and stuffed it into Lan Qianxi's mouth.
The elixir that melted in the mouth took effect quickly, and Lan Qianqian, who was as energetic as silk, gradually recovered.
But before she could recover, a whip came down.
Lan Qianxi was in so much pain that she couldn't scream, and tears blurred her eyes and flowed down her face.
Lan Minjun glanced at his sister to make sure that she was not affected, and felt a little relieved.
At this time, Ye Hanxing walked up to Lan Minjun with the bottle and said in a warm voice, "Your sister's relic."
Lan Minjun's hand was trembling when he took the crystal bottle, and his eyes turned red after he took the bottle.
"Thank you, Mr. Ye." Lan Minjun lowered his eyes slightly to hide his gaffe.
Ye Hanxing waved his hand and returned to his seat.
Lan Ruoming looked at the flawless spiritual roots in the crystal bottle and couldn't help but blush.
The movement here still attracted a lot of attention.
Many people heard Ye Hanxing's words and looked at the brother and sister with red eyes, with different expressions.
Some felt sorry for the two siblings, while others cast disgusted glances at Lan Qianqian.
After getting what he wanted, Lan Minjun restrained his exposed emotions.
Lan Ruoming wanted to get the crystal bottle, but she didn't have the courage to stretch out her hand.
If I had been stronger at that time, I might have been able to protect my mother and little sister, but now my little sister...
Lan Ruoming lowered her eyes.
Lan Minjun took the time to glance at the trial stage, then raised his hand to touch his sister's head, silently comforting her.
Song Yizhi stood on the high platform and watched.
Almost every ten times after the punishment, Lan Qianxi would be given a pill to extend her life.
After being whipped for a hundred times, Lan Qianqian's body was covered in blood. Her clothes were not torn, but there was no good skin under her clothes.
She looked like someone fished out of bloody water, a bit scary.
Song Yizhi counted with his fingers.
There are still seventy punishments, but I don't know if she can withstand them.
However, as my mother said, the elixir is enough.
"One hundred and ten."
…
"One hundred and thirty."
…
"One hundred and fifty."
…
The steward's cold voice kept ringing.
…
"One hundred and seventy."
The steward's cold voice fell, and Rong Yueyuan stopped.