Quick Wear: Fake White Rabbit! The yandere boss needs to be disciplined

The next day, Su Jun got up early and prepared to send Huazhi to the outer sect temple.

But it didn’t go well…

"Take off your clothes and put on that kimono!"

This was the Nth time that Su Jun yelled at Huazhi, saying that the little brat would listen to him. The little brat guarded his clothes desperately and refused to take them off no matter what.

This forced Su Jun to go up and pull it.

“Sizzle—”

How could earthly clothes withstand the tearing of both of them? Su Junyi accidentally tore a hole in Huazhi's clothes.

Huazhi stared blankly at the small piece of cloth that had fallen to the ground, biting her lips tightly, and her shoulders slightly shaking.

"this…"

Su Jun didn't expect that his clothes would be torn if he used a little force.

That shouldn't be such a big reaction.

"It's broken. Hurry up and put on your uniform and go to school."

Su Jun turned his head away and didn't look at Huazhi's red nose. For some reason, he felt like there was a stone blocking his chest and he couldn't breathe. He felt extremely uncomfortable.

Those are the clothes my brother bought for him...

He used too much force and his teeth pierced his lips. The flower demon's blood was a pastel pink color and could not be seen on his lips. Huazhi held his breath and exhaled slowly. He looked up at Su Jun's expression. His lips trembled and he endured again and again to prevent tears from flowing out. "Brother... Huazhi is in pain."

"What hurts you?" Su Jun looked at Huazhi in confusion. When he saw her wet lips, he paused and glanced at Huazhi's face, but saw no tears.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. You'll be late if you keep dawdling. Remember what I said? Don't hurt anyone."

Su Jun pulled Huazhi up regardless. The child, who had just resisted, let him tear off his clothes and put on Taoist robes as if he had lost all hope.

The pure white Taoist robe on Huazhi makes her beauty even more brilliant and extraordinary, especially the lavender buds on her head, which are made of natural pearls and jade.

Su Jun hooked a strand of long hair from Huazhi's forehead behind his ear and patted his shoulder, just like an old father sending his child to kindergarten. "Go, don't cause trouble for me. You know your brother's cultivation is not high and he can't protect you. If you get into trouble, we will both be beaten up."

Huazhi raised her hands and tightly grasped the hem of Su Jun's clothes, murmuring, "Brother... Huazhi is in pain..."

“………”, Su Jun’s smile gradually faded. He looked the child up and down and found that he was not injured anywhere.

He couldn't help but laugh, "Don't come here, don't pretend to be sick before going to school, I will be angry"

After saying that, he pushed Huazhi out the door and closed it behind him.

Looking at the clothes scattered on the ground, Su Jun thought for a moment, then picked them up and threw them aside.

Huazhi was squatting on the ground outside the door, clutching her chest with a frown on her face.

He exhaled slowly and lightly, as if he had lost the instinct to breathe, and released vines and branches uncontrollably, trying desperately to suppress his restless emotions.

Force those vines back into the body.

"Are you the new junior brother?" A male voice came from the door. It was a young man wearing the same Taoist uniform as him.

This is the senior brother who came to pick him up to go to the dojo. His brother mentioned this to him this morning.

The disciple saw a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then looked at him with disdain.

“Are you a demon?”

Huazhi stood up and walked towards the door in silence.

I don't want to talk to that disciple.

Unexpectedly, the disciple suddenly grabbed him, and the vines instinctively stretched out to tear the disciple into pieces, but he remembered Su Jun's words and retracted the vines.

The disciple opened his mouth slightly when he saw this magical scene.

Demon cultivators are very rare.

Moreover, the demon cultivator's body is full of treasures. If the vines are tough enough, they can be used to make weapons.

Greed flashed in his eyes. He raised his head and grabbed Huazhi's hair tied behind her waist and lifted her up.

"Let go of the vines you just used. Do you know the rules of entering the sect? If you don't bring some benefits to honor your senior brother, how can you gain a foothold in the outer sect?"

Every cell in Huazhi's body was clamoring for killing. He bared his sharp white teeth, and the branches bound in his hair trembled, but he inadvertently saw Su Jun by the window.

He reached out his hand to Su Jun with hope, but Su Jun just paused at the window for a short while before closing it...

Hua Zhi suddenly lost his strength, and the blood in his body was boiling with anger, unwillingness, and unbearable sadness. His chest kept heaving, and he was about to drown in this sadness.

The outer disciple saw that he didn't say anything, and threw him out impatiently, took out the dagger, and said, "If you don't say anything, I will take it myself."

After saying that, he grabbed Huazhi's hair and used the tip of the knife to pick apart the branches in his hair, which made a shrill sound.

Su Jun's heart in the room was grabbed by an invisible big hand.

In an instant he lost his strength and was sweating profusely from the pain.

"Damn...what happened to him again!"

Su Jun hammered the ground, hunching over in pain.

7410 floated back from outside the door, "He is being bullied"

"Bullying... Are you talking nonsense? That's Chu Muyang." How could he be bullied just after going out? Su Jun spoke incoherently.

"The disciple who had led him took a fancy to his vines and grabbed him to cut them."

"Cut... the vines?" Su Jun panted. "Do I need to cut the vines? Just give them to him, right?"

Chu Muyang has plenty of that stuff.

"He is a flower demon. Cutting off the vines is like cutting his flesh."

7410's words made Su Jun stop suddenly. He didn't even care about the pain. He held on to the wall, pushed open the door and walked out.

Not far from the small bamboo garden, Huazhi was pinned to the ground with her long hair loose, the branches between her hair had been cut off, and the disciple was pointing the tip of the knife at Huazhi's face.

"Let me go, you bastard!" Su Jun cursed before he could even react.

The next moment, his hands became uncontrollable and a water sword appeared in his palm. He did not know where the strength came from, but with the sword flashing, he blasted towards the outer disciple.

The outer disciple did not expect Su Jun to appear suddenly, and the water sword almost pierced his throat. Huazhi got up from the ground, with her long hair scattered on her front. She looked at Su Jun's angry face, her body trembling slightly.

"Su Jun, are you crazy? You want to fight me for a monster? You are getting more and more daring!" Who can step on the most useless junior brother in Yunfeng?

He is an outer disciple and his cultivation is slightly higher than Su Jun.

"Who the hell are you with? I'm giving you face," Su Jun discovered a fatal problem.

He couldn't bear to see Huazhi being bullied by outsiders, and the anger that was hard to ignore filled his entire chest.

He didn't know why he felt this way. It was more painful for Chu Muyang to be bullied by others than for himself to be bullied by others.

This fucking mood.

Shouldn't he be happier the more miserable Chu Muyang is?

Why are you angry? What a waste of time!

He tried to scold himself in his heart to wake himself up, but he was still angry. He saw that the disciple was irritated by him and shouted that he wanted to teach him a lesson.

Su Jun raised his sword to block. He was indeed the most useless person in the sect. His water sword was vulnerable to a single blow. Fortunately, he had some kung fu skills so he was not stabbed into a sieve by the sword.

"What are you still standing there for? Kill him for me!" Su Jun yelled at Huazhi.

"But...is it possible?" Huazhi asked blankly.

"If you delay any longer, he will beat me!" Su Jun gritted his teeth and dodged the disciple's attack.