In the middle of the night, a group of disciples dressed in Haoran Sect uniforms suddenly came from not far away.

They first glanced at Su Jiu and the others sitting under the tree in surprise, and then looked at the row of people in front of them.

The leaders of the two sides stepped aside and whispered for a while, and then the handover was completed.

The group of monks who had just arrived was back in front of the entrance, while the other group of monks left with the senior brother of the Haoran Sect.

Before leaving, the senior brother of Haoran Sect did not forget to glance at Su Jiu and the others, and that gaze contained unspeakable words.

......

Haoran Sect, the senior brother who had talked to Su Jiu and the others during the day, returned to the sect with a team of junior disciples behind him after a while.

And the disciple who had made a move on passers-by for no reason had a slight uneasiness on his face, as if he was afraid of something.

On the way back, he looked at his brother's back and wanted to speak several times, but was stopped by his friend.

He heard his friend say to him, "You say now, when the senior brother reports, it's just a plain addition, don't you know the character of the senior brother?"

The disciple scratched his head irritably, bit his lip fiercely, and finally swallowed back what he wanted to say.

......

It was obviously the third watch in the middle of the night, but a side hall of Haoran Sect was still brightly lit.

As the disciples entered the hall one after another, there were some footsteps in the originally quiet hall.

In the center of the hall sat a young man, half-masked, with a grim expression, as if nothing in the world could be seen.

"Got it done?"

The man didn't seem to like to talk too much nonsense, so he got straight to the point.

And the face of the senior brother in the day did not have the solemn state before, and he was condensed, like a cold puppet man without temperature, making the most detailed report of what happened during the day, word by word.

When he heard that a disciple of the Haoran Sect rashly made a move because of the two words of a passerby, he shouted to stop and let the person take a step forward.

Although the man was afraid, he did not dare to disobey, and at the same time, he regretted his impulsiveness during the day.

He listened to the man with half of the face, and said in a condescending tone, "You said, you did it, and you were discovered, are you a waste?"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the other people kneeling below, "Besides, how do I teach you in my daily life? When there is no guarantee of success, do you act rashly, do you take my words as air?"

Immediately, he looked at the senior brother at the front, "This matter is because you are not disciplined effectively, do you have complaints?"

The senior brother's voice still didn't have any amplitude, and he didn't even say half a word of shirk, "No complaints." ”

The man on the high seat was in a better mood at this time: "In that case, let us receive the punishment normally! Your subordinate has fifty strokes, and you have twenty strokes." ”

After the man finished speaking, two black mist appeared beside him, and the black mist turned into two people in an instant.

The two men walked stiffly, but were still able to hold on to their targets intact.

The senior brother was not doing well, but the little disciple was already shaking like a sieve.

"I ...... I didn't mean to, bypass me this time, please, spare me this time. ”

The man on the high seat suddenly smiled, "You haven't been in the dark hall of the Haoran Sect for a short time, how can you still have such a naïve side? From the time you entered the dark hall, I emphasized that we are not afraid of our methods, but we must not do anything to smear the reputation of the sect! Why don't you remember? Especially in front of the public!"

The disciple was still trying to quibble, "There is no merit and hard work, and that person is really excessive, so I made a move, and I am also for the sect." ”

The tall man seemed to be a little annoyed, and he waved his hand to the two all-black figures, "Take it down, hurry up and execute, there is still something to report on the third that has not been completed." ”

The four men vanished, and soon there was a scream and a muffled grunt from outside.

The disciples in the main hall only felt that cold sweat had penetrated their clothes.

I don't know how long it took, but the screams disappeared, and so did the muffled snorts.

Later, the senior brother of the Haoran Sect, who was called No. 3 by the man on the high seat, was brought back by these two black shadows.

As for the one that didn't come back, it's clear that I'm afraid I'll never be able to come back.

No. 3's face was so pale that he couldn't even kneel upright, but the man on the high seat obviously didn't care much about this.

While listening to the report of No. 3, he kept fiddling with the wrench in his hand, until the big disciple mentioned the word "Su Jiu", and the man in the high seat began to look at No. 3 again.

There was an inexplicable glint in his eyes, "You said, Su Jiu, she's back?"

Number Three said, "Yes." ”

The male cultivator sat on the bench and laughed, laughing so much that tears came out, "She really came back alive." ”

It wasn't a question, so the hall quickly fell silent.

Number Three had already reported everything, but for the first time, the male cultivator didn't immediately back from them.

As if he had forgotten their existence, he was silent in his seat.

It wasn't until half an hour later that he spoke slowly again, "I wanted to send two people to spy on her, but you people are still too weak after all.

However, Su Jiu was born, and it is not far from the chaos in the world.

That's it, leave her alone. You guys...... Let's go down. ”

As many dark hall disciples left one after another, a figure suddenly flashed outside the hall.

The tall man's gaze swept over the door of the dark hall, and a strange smile curled up on his lips.

......

Since the end of the day, no one has continued to pay attention to Luo Ge and Wen Renjing.

Because compared to the two of them, the monks of the Haoran Sect obviously cared more about the Wind Forest and the Galaxy.

Wen Renjing was taken back to Wenren Villa by several elders on the spot.

And Luo Ge seemed to have been completely abandoned, and no one asked her more.

Some people do forget about her because there are too many things, while others do it on purpose.

The monks of the Haoran Sect attached great importance to collective honor, and even Luo Ge, who had the title of a personal disciple, was unwilling to forgive him after hurting the reputation of the Haoran Sect.

At least no elders came out to speak, and they were reluctant to continue to pay attention to this selfish woman before letting her speak in person.

For the first time, Luo Ge felt the coldness of the original sect.

People who used to be unfamiliar with her would only give her a roll of the eyes, and then walk away from her with their heads held high.

And the senior sisters who were quite familiar with her would look at her with an indescribable gaze, but they all hurriedly avoided it.

Hiding from her is like hiding from a contagious epidemic.

Angry, she almost wanted to fight on the spot.

It's just that when she thinks that there are still a bunch of things on her body, she doesn't feel like this again.

Because of her arrogance on weekdays, she doesn't have many friends who walk with her, and if she really fights, I'm afraid she will really be alone in the future.

Luo Ge touched the socket of his back teeth, thinking that Su Jiu was to blame for all this!

She hadn't appeared for more than 50 years, and as soon as she appeared, she didn't feel happy, why did she come back! Why didn't she just die!

She felt that she could not sit still any longer......