Quick Wear: The White-Eyed Wolf Punishment Plan

Yan Siqing had just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, how come he was able to defeat Feng Lianxiu!

At this moment, Feng Lianxiu's expression was no longer very good.

What's going on? Why can't he muster any strength?

“Ah, Master, do you feel that your limbs are weak and your internal energy is not flowing?”

As soon as Feng Lianxiu heard Yan Siqing's infuriating tone, he knew that this matter had something to do with her.

"You, what did you do to me!" Feng Lianxiu's face was filled with suppressed shame and anger.

"What else can I do? Master treats me so well, Si Qing should be grateful~

Just because the poison prepared by the old man Mo Ran is not good, it doesn’t mean that the poison I prepare is not good.”

This sentence with deep implications immediately sent a chill down Feng Lianxiu's spine.

Yan Siqing simply let him go and let him do whatever he wanted.

Feng Lianxiu tried several times to circulate his internal energy, but failed.

"What's going on! What's going on! Where's my cultivation! Where's my cultivation!"

The people in the audience didn't know what was going on.

"Master Feng, what happened?"

"I do not know?"

Feng Lianxiu, who was extremely panicked, suddenly jumped up, "What did you do to me! What did you do!"

Yan Siqing kicked him to Yun Wan's side.

No one knew how fierce the kick was, but Sect Leader Feng’s reputation was completely ruined!

"What did you do? Ha, you and Yun Wan are allowed to plot against me, but I am not allowed to fight back?"

Then he smiled sinisterly, "You want to step on me to raise your own value? You're just dreaming!"

Didn't they plan to let her drink the water that Yun Wan had tampered with, damaging her cultivation, and then have her be defeated miserably at their hands, becoming a stepping stone for them?

If that’s the case, why can’t she destroy their cultivation first!

Looking at Feng Lianxiu lying on the competition stage like a dog, making all the embarrassing gestures.

Yan Siqing felt a little relieved. He thought about the original owner. As a fellow cultivator, who wouldn't care about his own strength?

But Feng Lianxiu knew the truth about the caged spirit grass, but he just wanted to favor the disciple he loved more.

After making the original owner suffer in silence, he still used the pressure of his master to ask her in a condescending manner whether she would obey or not.

Killing people and killing people is nothing more than that.

But it's a pity that his methods are still not as good as hers~ At least she knows to destroy the cultivation that the person cares about first, and then ask.

"Feng Lianxiu, are you convinced?"

This almost humiliating tone made Feng Lianxiu clench his fists.

"Yan Siqing, do you want to be the enemy of the entire Bixiao Sect?!"

Yan Siqing looked at him with amusement, "So, Master, do you think that the people of the Bixiao Sect would attack their disciples just for a waste who has lost all his cultivation?"

Feng Lianxiu gritted his teeth and pretended to be calm, "I have countless disciples, I will seek justice from you!"

Hearing this, Yan Siqing burst into laughter.

Those disciples who were just watching the show felt quite embarrassed for Feng Lianxiu, as they had seen everything that had happened just now through the heavy scene technique.

This Feng Lianxiu never taught these disciples at all, and threw them all to Yan Siqing.

In addition, now that the matter of Yun Wan's Qiankun bag has been exposed, it would be strange if those disciples still obey him.

Not to mention seeking justice for him, where does he get the nerve to do that?

"Senior sister did nothing wrong, what justice can we ask for!" The clear and powerful voice came from someone else other than the junior sister who delivered water.

Following behind her were all the original owner's fellow junior brothers and sisters.

As soon as the group appeared, they looked at Yun Wan, who was rolling on the stage in pain. "Didn't Senior Sister Yun say that Master had something to tell you? It turns out it was something shameful like this~"

Her tone was sarcastic. He had just been tricked out by her and couldn't see the senior sister win the championship. He was not at all aggrieved.

After hearing the series of events just now, I was so angry that I clenched my fists.

Oh, yes, and those two guys.

The junior sister glared at the senior sister. She was raised by the senior sister, but now she was throwing dirty water on her.

Aren’t they afraid of being struck by lightning?

Yun Wan, Lin Shujue and Ye Jinxuan were too embarrassed to even raise their heads.

Of course, Yun Wan was in pain because of the poison, but the other two were really shameless.

Feng Lianxiu saw that she was standing next to Yan Siqing and cursed, "Asshole! Once a teacher, always a father, how can you side with her!"

"We can clearly tell who is the master, so you don't need to worry about it."

This group of disciples were deeply heartbroken after the Qiankun Bag incident.

Not to mention that they had just witnessed with their own eyes how the master they had always admired treated the eldest sister.

How could such a good master with immortal spirit be ruined like this?

Feng Lianxiu saw that the situation was hopeless, but he burst into laughter, "Hahaha! Yan Siqing, my dear disciple, I'm afraid you had planned for today's situation a long time ago!

Do you think you have won? Hahaha, if you have the guts, kill me now and let everyone see how you betray your master and ancestors! "

Yan Siqing was really confused. It was like this in every world. These people who never cared about etiquette and integrity would always try to use this kind of morality to restrain her at this time.

No, where do they get their confidence from? They don’t need to worry about etiquette, but she, Yan Siqing, has to worry about it.

"Master, how could I possibly kill you?"

Feng Lianxiu snorted. He knew that Yan Siqing didn't have the courage.

"Now that your cultivation has been abolished, aren't you at the mercy of others? Wouldn't it be a pleasure to see you being trampled and hunted down by your enemies~"

When these words were spoken, not only Feng Lianxiu, but even the people from other sects gasped.

No, how could Yan Siqing be so cruel?

Without waiting to think about it, Yan Siqing slapped Feng Lianxiu away.

Everyone present had different thoughts, and even the leaders of other sects looked a little unnatural.

He secretly made gestures to his disciples.

The leader of a sect, with countless magical weapons, is now abandoned.

These three conditions are concentrated in one person, it is hard not to be tempted.

People in the world of cultivation have always been quick to act once they are moved.

Feng Lianxiu’s retribution~has begun.

After dealing with Feng Lianxiu, Yan Siqing walked towards Lin Shujue and the others.

Who knew those two could be so spineless.

Seeing that Feng Lianxiu was defeated, he immediately knelt down towards Yan Siqing.

"Sister, I..."

"Shut up, I don't want to listen~" Yan Si said softly, and then raised the Huayuan sword in his hand.

The meridians in the limbs of these two people were completely destroyed.

Haha, it was because of their own fear and jealousy of the original owner’s strength that the original owner, who had managed to escape with great difficulty, fell into the hands of that old man Mo Ran again.

Such an ungrateful person deserves to die!

Yan Siqing's methods were truly effective. Everyone felt like they were watching a play and had to admit, it was quite enjoyable.

After the sect competition, Yan Siqing brought the sect’s disciples back to the Bixiao Sect.

With these fellow disciples testifying, everyone in the sect admired her very much.

However, the elders, fearing Yan Siqing's anger, had already left and sought other ways out.

After all, bystanders are sometimes not innocent.

If Yan Siqing lets them go, they will eventually have second thoughts. If that's the case, what's the point of keeping them?

Seeing that everything was settled and the mission completed, he returned the body to its original owner.

"This Qiankun bag is full of good things I got from Feng Lianxiu, including magic weapons, top-grade elixirs, and thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. Use them, they will definitely be of great benefit to your cultivation."

"Thank you."

The original owner took the Qiankun bag and only sensed it vaguely, and he knew there were countless treasures inside.

And in another corner of the cultivation world.

Feng Lianxiu, with his hair all messy like a beggar and his clothes in tatters, yelled at the person opposite him.

"I don't have a Qiankun bag! I really don't have any treasures on me!"

But the man chasing him had a fierce look on his face. Who would believe that the leader of a sect said he had no treasure?

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't hand over the treasure, the brothers will make you suffer!"

In this place where the strong prey on the weak, Feng Lianxiu's treasures were originally obtained by competing with others.

Now, he has not been wronged at all.

But the injustice is that he doesn't have any treasure on him!

After Yan Siqing was eliminated from the sect competition, some independent cultivators came to snatch the treasures.

His cultivation was destroyed at that time, and he wanted to keep the peace, but he never expected that his Qiankun bag had been replaced by someone long ago.

There really is no magic weapon.

But the other party didn't believe it at all and humiliated him.

Well, to be honest, those who come to cause trouble may want treasures, but they may also feel a sense of accomplishment in humiliating the former leader of a sect, or perhaps both.

But no matter their reasons, Feng Lianxiu's life will not be easy.

Just like this time, he didn't give them any treasure and he was beaten up again.

It's really sad.

However, Yan Siqing didn't want to care about these things. It was enough for him to know that he was not having a good time.