Quick Wear: The White-Eyed Wolf Punishment Plan

Zhao Yu cried and threw a tantrum, "I don't want it! This is a job for inferior people like you!"

Yan Siqing is also quite understanding.

"Okay~ Since you don't want to carry water, then go carry manure!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Yu stood up and went to the toilet.

"Ah! Yan Siqing, how dare you humiliate me like this! I must kill you! Kill you!"

Yan Siqing refused to take the challenge and deliberately said, "Senior Sister Zhao, take it easy. If you are distracted like this, what if you slip again? It will be very uncomfortable to have manure water poured on you!"

Zhao Yu just cried and didn't dare to be distracted anymore.

In less than a quarter of an hour, those Shangqing Sect disciples who were once high and mighty either fell flat on their faces or burst into tears.

She was whimpering and cursing Yan Siqing for a bad death.

On the other hand, Yan Siqing always repaid evil with kindness and comforted people in a gentle voice.

"Don't cry, this is not a difficult task for you~"

"Brother, I remember you. Didn't you say before that 500 kilograms of dry firewood is easy? Keep going. I'm counting on you~"

"You are all the chosen ones of heaven, so please don't let others look down on you. Work hard! Why are you walking? The chosen ones of heaven all run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of disciples, who were exhausted like oxen and horses, began to run uncontrollably again.

The disciples were in tears, as they had never done any work before and never knew that doing these chores could be so tiring.

When Yan Ziying was thrown off the cart, all the disciples of Shangqing Sect seemed to have seen a savior, but the light in their eyes soon dimmed again.

"How did Senior Brother Yan get injured? Didn't he go to participate in the sect competition?"

"Shouldn't the sect competition stop at a certain point? Who hurt our Senior Brother Yan?"

As the disciples spoke, they glared at the few people who had kindly brought Yan Ziying back to "guard the sect."

The people on the opposite side looked at each other, and somehow, they thought of the term "put the blame on someone else".

In the previous competitions, Yan Ziying was very arrogant on the competition stage, relying on the sword of the leader of their Shangqing Sect and the magic weapon he had stolen from Yan Siqing as his trump card.

Still want to stop? Do they know how many people their Senior Brother Yan has injured? If Yan Siqing hadn't intervened, even Wei Rongxiu of Yuan Yizong would have been killed by him.

This group of people would not tolerate them and immediately explained what happened in the sect competition.

As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple came out to refute.

"Impossible! Senior Brother Yan is not that kind of person! It must be this bitch who is spreading rumors!"

"That's right! You ungrateful bastard, how could you hurt Senior Brother Yan? How can you be worthy of his family!"

At first, I thought Yan Siqing was too violent for making all the disciples of Shangqing Sect work like oxen and horses.

But after hearing these remarks, I suddenly felt that Yan Siqing was still too kind-hearted.

"No? My dear brother, you are Yan Ziying's lover. How can you know who he is?" asked a disciple of Yuan Yizong.

"I! I just know it!" Shabi's unreasonable and stubborn appearance was really infuriating and ridiculous.

The disciple of Yuan Yizong narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, "Be good, there is nothing for you to do, go to work~"

Yan Siqing doubled their work speed, which made it look much more pleasing to the eye.

Qin Huanzhong finally accepted the reality and said to Yan Siqing while covering his injured eyes.

"Yan Siqing, we in Shangqing Sect will never pursue what happened today. Stop it now!"

The sorrowful voice slightly shook the crowd who had come to see the show.

In their opinion, Yan Siqing's hatred should have been avenged by now, and if the leader of another sect spoke up for peace first, she would have saved face.

But Yan Siqing smiled and said, "If you don't pursue it, I will!"

"Yan Siqing, I advise you to forgive others when you can!"

"Let's show mercy when we can? I would like to ask, when I was powerless and was forcibly brought into the sect by you guys and suffered humiliation, why didn't you say that we should show mercy when we can?

What would you do if I, Yan Siqing, were still as weak as before I came to the sect? "

The old man was speechless.

Yan Siqing sneered, "You will occupy my magic weapon with peace of mind, and let the people who have bullied me for eighteen years use my magic weapon to shine in the sect competition, and let those disciples bully me even more, abuse me, and throw dirty water on me.

So when I die, not only will you be relieved, you may even want to raise a toast to celebrate the death of this evil! Yes and no! "

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. The scenes that the original owner had experienced before his death reappeared before his eyes. Yan Siqing grabbed Qin Huanzhong's neck out of thin air and lifted him into the air.

"When you are weak, you keep talking about morality and justice. When I am weak, I deserve to be crushed by your force and allowed to be humiliated and bullied by you. How can this be justified!"

The other hand shoots out the hairpin.

All I saw was a blinding white light.

When the white light passed, Qin Huanzhong's body also fell from the air.

The crowd: No, she really killed him!

"She, she killed the leader!"

"Sect Master! Sect Master!"

Yan Siqing was annoyed by their crying and shouted, "Why are you crying? He's not dead yet!"

Just when everyone thought that Yan Siqing had shown mercy out of consideration for the friendship between the sects, they heard him say, "This old beast has never experienced the feeling of losing all his spiritual power and being bullied by others. He wants to die? No way!"

Everyone sighed, this is the real living devil!

Later, Yan Siqing used the small treasury of Shangqing Sect, rented a carriage, and asked a servant to take Qin Huanzhong, who had become a disabled person, to a barren place in the border town.

Let him also taste the feeling of being a fish on the chopping board at all times. Oh, this "fish" is not abstract. Who knows what a person who has been hungry for a long time can do.

Then he spent money to rent more than a dozen large carriages and sent all the disciples of Shangqing Sect to the desert to plant trees.

You can't just wipe out the Shangqing Sect with a little work over three years, right?

After doing everything, Yan Siqing finally picked up Yan Ziying, who was hanging on to his last breath, and set out on the journey home.

"Uncle, aunt, and elders, I have prepared a great gift for you when I return home this time~"