The Beating Daily of the Little Hierarch

"Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong...ah!"

"You don't hit people in the face, Mu Yanqiu, your uncle, I'm going to get serious."

"...Oh! Brother, I was really wrong, I dare not do it again... Brother, be merciful! You have to be forgiving and forgiving!"

"Mu Yanqiu, you...ah!...you wait for me..."

The huge martial arts training ground was full of howling ghosts and wolves, and the young disciples who had just started dropped their jaws in shock.

New disciples: This... this...!The little leader was beaten so badly, and the elder brother who was always as cold as a fairy was beaten so hard.

Biquan Sect, the well-deserved No. [-] Demon Sect in Jianghu, and as the only little leader of Biquan Sect, was beaten to this point, and the brothers and sisters of the Dharma Protector Hall Masters on the side are so cold-eyed. Is it the annihilation of human nature or morality? corrupt? !

The old disciples patted the younger disciples on the shoulder earnestly: "Just get used to it, remember, if you want to get along in Biquan Sect, you must not be deceived by the handsome appearance of the big brother, and don't offend the big brother if you offend anyone." Brother, otherwise you wouldn’t even know how you died.”

The little disciples hid in the corner, and they all saw panic in each other's eyes. They tremblingly asked the brothers and sisters around them: "The teacher doesn't care about the old man?"

For this, the old disciples can only shed a tear of sympathy for the little leader. You must know that the little leader is mixed up like this, isn't it caused by his father?

The reason why everyone calls Mu Yanqiu the senior brother is not because he is the oldest and the earliest, but because he is currently the only apprentice of the leader.The resource treatment he received since he was a child can be equal to that of the little teacher.

In order to promote the relationship between the two and make them love each other as brothers and sisters (sorry, we only saw killing each other and loving each other), the leader also specially set a big competition between the two every year.

Therefore, the history of blood and tears of the little leader unfolded.

The old disciples happily popularized the recent five-year competition to the younger disciples.In the first year, the little leader had his leg broken by the big brother, and he had to recuperate in bed for more than two months.In the second year, the little leader had two ribs broken by the big brother, but this one recovered faster, and he was already alive and kicking in more than a month.In the third year, the little leader was so excited that he had avenged his shame, but he was beaten with a black nose and a swollen face, and he didn't appear in front of the congregation for half a year.In the fourth year, the little leader admitted counseling before the fight started (wise).In the fifth year, this year, the little leader escaped, and after being captured by the big brother, uh... that is the tragic situation in the martial arts arena today.

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Luo Bei, who was lying on the bed unable to move, gritted his silver teeth, but still thought about how to get revenge with his body and mind.

Mu Yanqiu, your uncle.Did you dig your ancestral grave in your previous life or something? Every year you beat me to the point of being unable to get up. Do you want me, the young master of the Demon Cult, to lose face?God!Earth!Where did he offend that cruel guy?

"Little leader?" Qin Yao, who had just brought a bowl of millet porridge, couldn't help chuckling when she saw the colorful expression of the little leader.

Still cursing in his heart, Luo Bei, who was thinking about how to get revenge and go back, yelled in surprise: "Guardian Zuo, why are you here?"

The joyful look seemed to have forgotten the pain, so that someone pulled the wound again and grinned in pain.

Qin Yao put the millet porridge on the table beside him, tapped Luo Bei's head lightly, helped him up and put a few cushions behind him, then said helplessly: "You said you insisted on pulling Let me go to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, and you dare to let your big brother dove in the annual Dabi, he is showing mercy."

Luo Bei felt aggrieved when the person he secretly admired said so.He was beaten until he couldn't get out of bed, so he asked his subordinates to show mercy.Luo Bei's eyes widened and he kept yelling and scolding Mu Yanqiu that bastard in his heart. He was cold-blooded and unreasonable, made a fuss without faith, and clearly agreed that he would not beat him so badly this time.

Luo Bei's face turned from pale to black. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "One day I will defeat that bastard!"

Since Qin Yao heard this five years ago, she has never realized it once. She has been immune to it. She shook her head helplessly, picked up the millet porridge on the table beside her, stirred it with a porcelain spoon a few times, and dispersed it. After dissipating the heat, he scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and handed it to Luo Bei's mouth.

"Wait!" Luo Bei hurriedly found a silver needle, stirred it in the porridge bowl several times, and felt relieved when he saw that the silver needle had no abnormal color.

He really didn't want to be like this. The gentle, kind and kind-hearted Zuo Hufa cooked the porridge for himself. Of course, he wanted to eat it all happily, but he was really scared by that guy Mu Yanqiu all these years. The laxative poison he really couldn't stand.

Mu Yanqiu, come and kill me!Young Master is going to be driven crazy by you.

At this time, Luo Bei couldn't bear to look at Qin Yao's face, and ate the porridge that Qin Yao fed in one bite after another, happily thinking that his Zuo Hufa was really virtuous and virtuous, and could cook a millet porridge so delicious.

The hot millet porridge was warm in his stomach, Luo Bei felt drowsy after a while, and fell asleep peacefully.

Qin Yao sat beside Luo Bei's bed for a long time, looking at Luo Bei who was sleeping sweetly and undefended with complicated eyes, and glanced at his handsome eyebrows and eyes many times.After a long time, he sighed almost inaudibly, put away the bowl and went out quietly.

"Has he eaten?"

But only a few hundred meters away, a clear male voice suddenly came from behind.

Ta Feng was silent, and even she didn't realize it until the other party made a sound. It's no wonder that the young leader couldn't beat this person all these years.

But if the little leader really wants to win, as long as he is willing to lower his attitude and beg this person, there is no reason why this person will not agree.

Qin Yao shook her head, smiled gently, and there was a bit of self-deprecation in the smile, she leaned slightly, and looked at the person behind her with a bit of a smile.

The person imprinted in the eyes has exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and his handsome and cold face actually reveals a bit of dust. Even if its owner is frowning at this time, it makes people feel that this person's face is as beautiful as a crown of jade. .

"Why? He doesn't want to eat it even if you bring it." Seeing Qin Yao shaking his head, Mu Yanqiu asked a little irritably.

Qin Yao couldn't help but chuckle, raised the empty bowl in his hand, and said teasingly, "Of course he will eat it if I serve it, but if the banquet is served, the little leader might hit your face directly."

Mu Yanqiu pursed his lips, snorted coldly, his handsome face with sharp edges and corners was full of displeasure, his brows were deeply frowned, without rebuttal, he tapped his toes, and was about to leave in a flash.

Qin Yao smiled softly, and sighed: "Yanqiu, why bother? He has worked so hard for more than an hour, and he doesn't even know that you are the one who endured it."

"I don't know good and bad." Mu Yanqiu muttered a few words with an unkind expression.

"Yanqiu, why bother? You are pleased with the little leader, but the little leader may not have the same thoughts for you." Qin Yao persuaded softly, like whispering to a lover.

Mu Yanqiu glanced at Qin Yao coldly, and said coldly, "What does it have to do with you?"

"How can you do nothing, you clearly know..." Qin Yao almost blurted out.

The cruel sword wind interrupted Qin Yao's unfinished words. Mu Yanqiu returned the sword and sheathed it, with a smile on his lips, but his deep eyes were frighteningly cold: "Zuo Hu. Fa, some words must be thought twice before saying."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left in a cool and unrestrained way, leaving only an afterimage.

Qin Yao is not a stupid person, otherwise she would not have become a Dharma protector at a young age, and she also knew that she made a slip of the tongue when she was restless.

Qin Yao touched the bloodstain on her cheek that was scratched by the sword wind, and saw that the bright red blood was reflected on her white fingers, but the corner of her mouth still had a warm smile like the sparkling lake in spring, elegant And decently, gently licked the blood from his fingertips, and said softly: "Luo Bei is indeed right in one thing, you are a bastard, but... I just like you, a bastard."

If Luo Bei was lucky enough to see Guardian Zuo's appearance at this time, I'm afraid he wouldn't have secretly fallen in love with him.

Mu Yanqiu jumped a few times, and came to the poor little room that he couldn't get out of bed. He hesitated for a while, and pushed open the door. Sure enough, Luo Bei was sleeping peacefully under the sunlight shining in from the window.

Mu Yanqiu sat on the side of the bed, leaning on his head and quietly looked at the side of the other party's sleeping face, perhaps because someone's eyes were too hot, Luo Bei was confused for a few times, and his lips pouted slightly.

Mu Yanqiu with a blank face: Really... quite cute.

He stretched out his slender fingers and poked Luo Bei's face until a red mark appeared, which made him feel better.

Only a person with a strange aesthetic level like him would think that the little leader who hasn't marked Fang Jiewa for three days is cute.

Mu Yanqiu bitterly thought how such a lovely person could be so hateful and ignorant of good and evil, but he and Luo Bei's thoughts on this aspect hit it off.Luo Bei also often wondered how such a beautiful person could be so cruel. Of course, no matter how beautiful Mu Yanqiu was, he couldn't compare to him, the number one handsome man in the Demon Cult.

The strange touch on his face made Luo Bei open his eyes in a daze.

When Luo Bei saw that it was Mu Yanqiu, he froze for a moment, then closed his eyes again.

After opening his eyes suddenly, Luo Bei was finally frightened when he saw that Mu Yanqiu was sitting next to him, it was not a dream!

Luo Bei: ... Fuck, crap, crap!

As soon as he woke up, he saw Mu Yanqiu's big killer, so that Luo Bei ignored Mu Yanqiu's slender fingers poking his face, and asked in horror: "Mu Yanqiu! What are you doing here?"

"..." Silently withdrew the finger that was still poking Luo Bei's face just now, and after a second of silence, Mu Yanqiu said expressionlessly: "Let's see if you are dead."

"You...you!" Luo Bei was furious, but now he doesn't even have the ability to raise his hand to point at Mu Yanqiu angrily, and it hurts when he moves, and he can't afford it.

Luo Bei: Could it be that Mu Yanqiu knew that I was scolding him behind his back, no!

Seeing that Luo Bei was speechless for a long time, Mu Yanqiu thought that his energy and blood were not smooth, so he patted Luo Bei's back kindly.

Sure enough, do it!Luo Bei was terrified and squirmed his disabled body, shrunk himself to the corner of the wall.

Mu Yanqiu, who was still slapping his back, silently withdrew his stiff hand.

Luo Bei was still trying to reduce the area he occupied, so pitiful, he said tremblingly: "Senior brother, senior brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I will never scold you behind your back again, you Just let the little one off this time! I'm in such a miserable situation."

Mu Yanqiu's gentle expression broke instantly.

Luo Bei: Fuck, fuck, fuck!Mu Yanqiu didn't even take the show of weakness this time. Could it be that he really wants to kill someone to silence him? Father, please stop retreating, your son will die.

Mu Yanqiu looked at Luo Bei with a smile on his face: "Do you have anything to explain to me?!"

Luo Bei: Good...so scary!