Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

There was a clamor outside the law enforcement hall.

"Meeting the Sect Master? The Sect Master's face was completely lost by him. He still dare to ask to meet the Sect Master?"

"The Sect Master is the best swordsman in this world. It is really unlucky to accept such a personal disciple."

"How qualified is he to make such an unreasonable request?"

In the Hall of Law Enforcement, the elders sitting on the ebony armchairs frowned.

Rong Ran was passed down by the master, and also the only son of Peak Master Xuanhu Peak Rong.

Because of avoiding suspicion, Master Rong Feng could not come here today to participate in the trial.

However, Xuanhu Peak is the medicine peak of the sect, and the disciple elders have to go to the medicine peak for healing if they are injured. Before coming here, Master Rong Feng refined a lot of pills for them.

How many elders exchanged their eyes for a moment, and one of them motioned to Deputy Sect Master Cheng with his eyes.

As we all know, even though King Qiyun is the sect master of Tianzong, he retreats on Wangyun Peak all the year round, and rarely pays attention to the trivial matters of the sect. Most of the affairs of Tianzong were handled by Deputy Sect Master Cheng Zixu and his direct disciple He Lanze.

Vice Sovereign Cheng looks handsome and romantic, with double-stringed and gentle peachy eyes, and a little red cinnabar on the eyebrows. He is bowing his head and playing with the white jade ball made for him by his wife. He does not pay attention to the elder's winking eyebrows, and his expression is very serene.

The elder coughed slightly.

Deputy Sect Master Cheng seemed to notice the situation at this time, "Elder Xu, what's wrong?"

Elder Xu: "Deputy Sect Master, you see, Rong Ran is a direct disciple of the Sect Master after all. Should we postpone the trial and notify the Sect Master first?"

Deputy Sect Master Cheng touched the Bai Yu Linglong ball in his hand, wondering: "When will the law enforcement hall be tried and the labor teacher is required? Look at Master Rong, it is too late to avoid suspicion. Young people? Let the young people solve it. Okay."

Elder Xu: "Yes, but he is the only personal biography of the suzerain..."

Deputy Sect Master Cheng smiled? "Of course I am not unreasonable. Sect Master personally passed it on. It sounds like it is more expensive than others. Elder Xu, don't you think?"

The cold sweat on Elder Xu's forehead came out.

Suddenly, Deputy Sect Master Cheng changed his words and said: "But the same sect killing has a wide impact. It is also a major event in the sect? It is understandable to ask the Sect Master to decide."

"But, who is going to inform?"

this is a big problem.

Except for Rong Ran, no one would dare to look at Yunfeng on weekdays.

No, there is one more person.

Once he was personally stayed at Wangyun Peak by the Sect Master to heal his wounds, and came down from Wangyun Peak unharmed.

Elder Xu looked at the backstage of the Law Enforcement Hall.

The man was sitting there, the disciples around him were bustling with each other, but he could still be seen at a glance.

Elder Xu has long passed the age of appreciating beauty.

But still can't move his eyes for a while.

That person is like a drop of ink on white paper—no, it should be like a little snow in the ink pond, glaring. Pure white.

It is difficult to describe such a face in words.

Over the years, the suzerain has come down from Wangyun Peak several times, and the count seems to be all for this person. It makes people wonder if the Sect Master who cultivates the ruthless Tao has a different mind for this person.

And this person is the matter? The victim's teacher.

Compared with the Yung Ran who committed a big mistake, which one would the Sovereign be biased?

After Elder Xu thought about it, he suddenly fell into a cold sweat and didn't want to say more.

Seeing that no one answered, Vice Sect Master Cheng chuckled lightly and waved to He Lanze who looked back at him.

"Continue to the trial. The sect master has a high level of cultivation, and his divine consciousness communicates with the world. When I want to come, he will always come."

He Lanze turned back, raised the conviction sword in his hand, and said blankly.

"Rong Ran, you personally killed ten or four of your fellow disciples, and then called you back to the dead souls of the dead, deliberately framed and framed, and the sin is not tolerable. Today will break your dantian, cut your meridians, abolish all cultivation, and expel them. Zongmen."

"No, Brother Helan, you can't—" Rong Ran finally looked flustered. He turned his head and looked around. The dark crowd watched him, but no one sympathized.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the sky outside the law enforcement hall.

The mountains were looming in the distance, and he suddenly knelt down and kowtow.

"Master, please, for the sake of the old kindness, save the savior——!"

No one responded.

Only countless cold sneers? His eyes fell on him, like a sword like a knife.

He Lanze: "Guilty should be punished, and wrongdoing should be redressed. The law of heaven is clear, and cause and effect are rewarded."

What he said was the ten-six-character commandment, a disciple of the law enforcement cousin.

The sword of conviction has passed through Rongran's dantian.

Is the dantian a practitioner? The core of a body's vitality, once the dantian is broken, the cultivation level of the body will be like mercury, and there will be no existence in an instant. However, the power of the convicted sword is not only that, the sword qi pierces the dantian and immerses it in the meridian, and it will destroy it every inch.

In an instant, Rongran became a useless person.

Rong Ran's pupils dilated, because the pain was so intense that he couldn't even scream. In an instant, everything he worked hard for, everything he was pleased with, and the half of his life he had learned, all turned to ashes.

It was like the shadowy shadow on the body that had lost the support of its cultivation base and fell to the ground, stained with dust. He also had stains on his body that could never be washed away, and scars that could not be cured. And the bird he most wanted to like, the proudest bird-never returned to his cage.

The ulcerated scars on the half of the face appeared in front of the person, the limbs whose swelling had not disappeared showed scary bruises, the hair soaked in salt water snaked on his cheeks, and the blood trickled down from his chest and abdomen, making the already dirty The clothes make it even more unbearable.

The disciples of the outside view of the Law Enforcement Hall were all taken aback by his appearance.

Rong Ran lay on the ground, convulsed in pain, thinking that he was about to die, and suddenly saw a touch of whiteness in front of him.

All the noise around was also suddenly silent.

He looked up and saw a white-clothed crane cloak with silver hair and a high crown.

Jun Qiyun lowered his eyes and looked at him mercilessly, holding the Taiqing Duer Sword in his hand.

"Master!"

In the desperate situation, Rong Ran burst out of power from nowhere. He climbed to Jun Qiyun's feet, his bruised and swollen hands clinging to the edge of Jun Qiyun crane's cloak like a driftwood, leaving blood-colored handprints.

"Save me... Master, save me..."

Jun Qiyun did not speak. The sword in his hand has never been out of the sheath.

It's just that the other person is standing there, it's an unsheathed sword, with a sharp edge, and gazing at the world. Everyone was silent.

"I have seen the Sovereign."

"See, have seen the lord!"

Several elders in the hall got up at the same time. Vice Sovereign Cheng also slowly got up from his seat.

"Senior Brother Ji, I haven't seen you for another two years in a flash. Is this going out for your pro-disciple?"

In the entire Tianzong, only Deputy Sect Master Cheng dared to talk to Jun Qiyun like this. The two of Gein went out of the same school, and before Jun Qiyun entered the Ruthless Dao, Cheng Zixu had a deep relationship with his school. Of course, there is no "feeling" in Jian Xiu who has entered the ruthless way. Cheng Zixu would rather talk to his wife overnight than to deal with a block of ice.

Even if the ice cube was originally his brother.

Jun Qiyun said: "He is no longer my apprentice."

He took out two pieces of broken black jade pendant from his sleeve and threw them in front of Rong Ran.

"I said it was the last time before."

Hearing this, Rong Yan's face was pale.

Yes, when he asked Jun Qiyun to take the team to the Netherworld, Jun Qiyun did say that it was the last time.

Help him one last time.

But at that time Jun Qiyun did not say that he was no longer his apprentice.

The relationship between master and apprentice in the spiritual world is so close, especially personal transmission, which involves many causes and effects. He believes that Jun Qiyun will not let him go so easily.

However, Jun Qiyun was more decisive than he thought.

Rong Ran looked at the broken Mo Yu in front of him, and the hand holding Monarch Qiyun's clothes gradually became weak.

"Entangling outside ways, killing the same school, this crime is not to be blamed." Jun Qiyun saw through the ground where the shadow of the shadow came from, "Of course, you saved my life back then, but now I will keep your life. Since then, You and I know both cause and effect."

As soon as he brushed his sleeves, the wound on his chest and abdomen stopped bleeding.

"Take him out of the sect."

Jun Qiyun ordered.

There is no chance for Rongran to intercede.

When the voice fell, the law enforcement cousin immediately came out, raised Rong Ran's arms, and dragged him out.

The last hope has been shattered, and Rong Yan's face is gray.

The body soaked in the water prison dragged a reddish water mark on the ground.

He didn't know what he thought of, his expression became distorted. He looked at Jun Qiyun and suddenly let out a crazy sharp smile.

"Cause and effect are both clear? Hahahaha, you never want to be clear!"

Jun Qiyun frowned rarely.

In the sound of sharp laughter, Rong Ran was dragged out of the law enforcement hall, and then dragged into the crowd. The angry disciples drowned him.

The three thousand long steps outside the sect is very long.

He was dragged and kicked and rolled down the steps. The sky was scorching sun, surrounded by distorted faces, distorted voices, and distorted himself.

He suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar, as if he had experienced it.

It's just that, at that time, he was not a person who was dragged on the steps and humiliated and trampled.

He is the one who walks on the steps and walks to the theater.

The scorching sun burned all over his body. I don't know how long it took before the endless rolling down stopped.

The human voice faded away. He was abandoned here.

The blood blurred his eyes.

He couldn't see things, and couldn't move his body, so his sense of smell became extremely sharp.

Slowly, he began to smell the fester of the wound on his face.

-Stinky, unpleasant, and disgusting.

Just like himself.

After the trial was over, the people in the law enforcement hall had gradually dispersed.

Shen Shu wanted to get up and leave, but saw his master stepping to the front of the law enforcement hall, crouching and picking up the two pieces of broken black jade left by Monarch Qi Yun. Shen Shu walked over and saw Ye Yunlan holding the two dusty black jade, slowly wiping them with his sleeves. The snow-white sleeves quickly became dirty and looked a little uncoordinated, while Ye Yunlan looked indifferent and didn't have any expressions.

Shen Shu was about to ask, when suddenly he heard a cold voice sounding like ice.

"Why pick up those two pieces of broken jade?"

Shen Shu turned around and saw that it was Lord Qi Yun who had gone and returned, standing at the entrance of the Law Enforcement Hall.

The backlight concealed the appearance of Monarch Qiyun, and only saw a black silhouette, tall and crowned with a crane cloak.

Ye Yunlan didn't look at him, but quietly stared at Mo Yu in his hand.

The broken jade pieces are combined into one, with mysterious ancient patterns engraved on it, and the word "Tian Zong" is printed in the center.

He said: "This was originally my thing."