Nuanyun Courtyard, the door of the Dan room of the ancestor of Yunsheng, all the fairies under the ancestor seat, gathered here, the door of the Dan room was closed, there was no sound inside, the female cultivators stood at the door, no one spoke, and there was a trace of worry between everyone's eyebrows.

Yunshang Ancestor was carried back from the palace, looking at the mottled and scorched burn marks on her body, and the newly received dress from Master Shang was also tattered and ragged, everyone was terrified. Blue Finch, Ying'er, and Lingque helped Yunshang into the Dan room, while the remaining female cultivators gathered around the Ink Scale Ancestor and asked him how Yunshang Ancestor's injuries were.

Fortunately, the attitude of the Ink Scale Ancestor was quite relaxed, only saying that although the burns looked terrible, they were mostly flesh wounds, with the cultivation of the Jindan Ancestor, those scorched black dead skin, with three or five days of effort, new skin and flesh could grow again.

Everyone was a little relieved when they heard the Ink Scale Ancestor say this, and at this time, Tie Ling Zhenren also heard the news, and when he heard the Ink Scale Ancestor briefly talk about the situation at that time, he also shook his head and smiled bitterly. He personally entered the Dan room, checked the situation of Yunshang again, and came to a conclusion similar to that of the Ink Scale Ancestor, and these female cultivators outside the door were completely relieved.

The three daughters of the Blue also came out of the Dan room, saying that the ancestor had retreated to heal his wounds, and let everyone disperse for the time being.

Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard someone crying in the corner, and then remembered that Director Yin was still paralyzed in the corner, and at this moment, only a grizzled Sun Aqiao was taking care of him. When she saw that everyone only cared about the ancestor and completely forgot about the director, she couldn't help crying.

The Ink Scale Ancestor frowned, and snorted coldly: "Your Ancestor was injured so much in order to save him, he was just suppressed by the formation and lost his strength, is there any big problem, what do you have to cry?"

Sun Aqiao was so stunned by the Ink Scale Ancestor that his heart and liver trembled, and he tried to collect his tears, but he only dared to choke quietly, but he didn't dare to let it out. But when she heard that the director was fine, her hanging heart finally let go. At this time, she felt that half of her body was in pain, and after careful examination, she found that cracks had appeared in the big bones of her left arm and left leg.

It's also scary to think about it, she was just affected by the palm wind that Meng Xiaoyao brought when she made a move, so she almost broke her arm and thigh, if it weren't for Yunshang not hesitating to trigger the formation to save her, she was afraid that she would be pinched to death by Meng Xiaoyao and broke her neck like a chick.

According to the instructions of the Ink Scale Ancestor, no one was allowed to take care of the evil of Diligence, so he was thrown in the corner, and no one was allowed to give him food and drink, whether it was three days or five days, and he was able to get up for a while, so he crawled to the door of the ancestor and knelt on his own, and waited for the Yunshang ancestor to get better, and then punished him.

When Sun Aqiao heard this, the tears that he had just collected flowed down again, and he was afraid of being seen by the Ink Scale Ancestor, so he had to hide behind Lingque. Lingque looked at Yin Qin lying there motionless with his back facing the sky, and his heart was also uncomfortable, he knew that he should have let Sun Aqiao send Yin Qin back to the house directly, and he should not have hoped that the Ink Scale Ancestor could help him diagnose and treat his injuries.

However, Lingque still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, turned his head to look at Tie Ling's real person and whispered: "Teach the real person ......."

Tie Ling Zhenren didn't give her a chance to speak, raised her hand and said: "Just do as Ink Scale Senior Brother instructs, the young man is too arrogant, if he is not disciplined in time, he will also be a scourge in the future! ”

The two ancestors put down their cruel words, and asked the blue tinches to report Yunshang's injuries every day, so they waved their sleeves and turned to leave.

The rest of the female cultivators stood at the door of the Dan room, all stupidly out of mind. Blue Tinch sighed faintly: This kid died this time, and the trouble was too big, which made the real person in charge of the sect lose his temper, and I don't know how long it will take for the ancestor to retreat and heal, I hope that it will be as the real person in charge of the sect said, it will only take three or five days to get out. But in case, the ancestor is out of the customs, and the residual anger has not subsided, and he is afraid that he will suffer again.

Sun Aqiao saw everyone slowly walking towards the door, ready to disperse, gritted his teeth, and limped out. Seeing her face, the blue tinch hurriedly glanced at the spirit magpie.

Lingque understood, so he quietly followed her out of the hospital, and sure enough, he saw this girl go back to the house, bent down and picked up a bedding, and wanted to send it to Yinqin. Lingque hurriedly stopped her and whispered: "Are you stupid? Even the real person in charge of the sect has spoken, whoever dares to disobey it is the sin of disobedience, but it will be expelled from the sect." ”

"But he—he can't even exert any strength! Even if he is beaten with iron, if he is invaded by the cold and earthly qi, he will inevitably fall ill. Sun Aqiao finally couldn't help it, and sat on the threshold and cried.

Ling Que sighed, also sat next to Sun Aqiao, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her shoulders and said, "The punishment of the two ancestors seems to be ruthless, but it is also a last resort. We have caused such a big disaster, we must give the prince an explanation. That kid, uh, I mean Attentive, is so impulsive that he wants to detonate the Thunderbolt Pearls in the school yard! I don't want to think about it, there are still flying boats of the four princes parked on the side, if the royal flying boat is blown up, it will be a great disaster to destroy the sect! At that point, even if Diligence has been shattered and turned into ashes, he will not be able to repay his responsibility. ”

Sun Aqiao was out of idea by Lingque's words, and listened to her tone and teased: "You." Don't just think about that kid, think about yourself, how should you apologize to the ancestor, right?"

"I—What crime do I apologize for?" Sun Aqiao said.

Lingque raised his face and said, "I heard that Chef Sun's iron spoon is good, and she knocked out three true disciples in a row." ”

Sun Aqiao blushed and said, "That's the director's order, I don't dare to disobey." ”

Lingque sighed heavily and said, "He, everything is fine, but as soon as this temper comes up, he doesn't care about it." I don't want to think about it, if these three iron spoons go down, we and the beams of the two sects will be completely concluded. ”

"It was one person who knocked three times, a total of nine, in fact, there are still fewer knocks. Sun Aqiao corrected her and said, "Senior sister, I didn't see their faces at that time, and there were knives hidden in their laugh lines." After a lot of rhetoric, they wanted to deceive the director to go with them, but the director was not fooled, and he showed his original murderous appearance on the spot, ready to take the director by force, and the director was forced to light up the beads. ”

"You, you know that you director, who really was sold by him one day, and stupidly counted the money for him!" Lingque pursed his lips and said in his heart: Nine shots are really less.

The sky is about to dawn, and in the small courtyard where the Nuan Yundan room is located, there is no longer a single figure, only a paralyzed person on the ground, and even the female cultivator who is on duty at the gate of the courtyard on weekdays has withdrawn according to Yunshang's orders. This time, the ancestor is afraid that he is really angry, and he is afraid that we will secretly deliver food and drink to that kid, right? Ying'er and Lan Finch, as the last disciples to leave, couldn't help but glance at the unmoving courtesy when they locked the door, and sighed in unison.

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