Master is dedicated to playing the villain

Favors are not repaid like this

The news that Xia Churan was about to go to the punishment platform spread throughout the sect.

Early in the morning on the day of execution, the platform was full of people.

"I heard that even Mr. Law Zun has invited you here."

"What did Senior Brother Xia do wrong, so serious?"

The disciples talked a lot, some showed worry, and some were excited with the mentality of watching a play.

When Qiu Wanxuan appeared, the scene was silent for a moment, and countless eyes were cast on him.

He put on the navy blue crane cloak again, walked through a path that the crowd automatically gave way to, and walked up to the execution platform step by step.

He maintained his usual cold aura. Although the disciples were shivering from the cold aura that was thousands of miles away, they were attracted by his appearance and couldn't help but glance at him timidly.

Qiu Wanxuan also noticed that when he walked through the crowd in the past, he could only see black heads, but now he saw more and more people looking up at him.

He frowned, isn't he fierce enough?

On the upper steps, a tall and tall man in a black suit with light gold inlaid cloud patterns looked down at him, and his gaze followed him step by step up the higher steps.

"Little five."

"Senior brother three." Qiu Wanxuan responded.

Ranked third out of the five, Li Linghan, the legal venerable of the court, is in charge of the Wanxiang sect's criminal law. No matter who he is, he always has a pale face, and his voice is always a bit stern and majestic.

The disciples of the Zongmen saw him like a mouse seeing a cat, trembling three times even if they hadn't committed a crime.

However, even if he was afraid of Law Zun being like this, all the disciples agreed that the most terrifying thing was Lord Jian Zun.

But it's different now. Although they are still afraid, the disciples became more daring after they found out that peeking at Qiu Wanxuan was fine, neither would they get stabbed in the eye, nor was they reprimanded.

Li Linghan looked Qiu Wanxuan up and down, and the latter looked at him in surprise, "What?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you suddenly don't wear a mask, and you're not used to it."

The original owner was indeed disfigured, and it was a scar caused by the womb. This kind of inborn incompleteness is powerless no matter how high the cultivation base is.He felt inferior because of his ugly appearance, so he always wore a mask, even when he was sleeping, he refused to take it off, and the teacher also allowed him not to show his true face to others.

Later, the fourth child studied medicine, and he didn't know what method he came up with. After he was a little sure, he asked him to try Rong Dan, and after many years, his appearance was really restored.

But the original owner suddenly changed his face when he saw his own face, and he refused to show his face, still wearing a mask.The brothers only thought that he was dissatisfied with his appearance, or that the habits and inferiority complex of hundreds of years had been deeply ingrained, and no one mentioned this matter again.

Qiu Wanxuan didn't have the psychological burden of the original owner, so since the mask was dropped in public, there was no need to put it back on.

He hummed lightly, and replied casually: "Anyway, I have already shown my face, so why not be more frank."

Li Linghan hesitated to speak, that day he was in Xianmeng, and watched the whole process through the viewing mirror. He was also shocked for a while when Qiu Wanxuan's mask fell off, but soon after, he noticed something strange——

His junior brother is in the Mahayana realm with his cultivation level shoulder to shoulder. Even if he is facing Yu Qingyi himself, he can handle it with ease. What's more, what's more, he is only facing a disciple of the Foundation Establishment period who has been blessed. How can he not be able to protect the mask? ?

Fortunately, at that time, the immortal capitals of various sects in the Immortal League were attracted by that shocking appearance, and no one noticed this strangeness.

He was about to ask Qiu Wanxuan, but the law enforcement disciple brought Xia Churan up and interrupted his thoughts.

Li Linghan looked at Xia Churan, then asked Qiu Wanxuan, "What did he do wrong that he wants to go to the punishment platform?"

The penalty platform is in charge of the law hall, and disciples who have committed serious offenses or violated serious sect rules are often escorted here.

After listening to Qiu Wanxuan's brief narration, Li Linghan's face changed, and he looked at Xia Churan and asked sharply, "Is there such a thing?"

Xia Churan didn't look aside, and said without hesitation: "Yes."

The person involved has admitted that although Li Linghan was a little surprised, he did not suspect him.I just didn't expect Xia Churan to do such a thing, "Dare to steal the portrait and act recklessly. This kind of unhealthy behavior should indeed be punished publicly, and the punishment will be prescribed."

When he spoke, he moved closer to Qiu Wanxuan and lowered his voice: "But will thirty lashes be too..."

This is not dead but disabled.He knew that Qiu Wanxuan was harsh on his apprentice, but he never expected to be so cruel.

The ring whip is not only covered with barbs on the surface, and the flesh is bloody when it is whipped, it is also covered with formations that damage the Taoist body. Ordinary people can't last a few whips before they will be unconscious, and after thirty whips, the spiritual veins will be shattered.

However, Qiu Wanxuan said indifferently: "Brother, please let me handle it, I have a sense of propriety."

Li Linghan glanced at the young man who had been imprisoned in the central circle, and a sympathetic expression appeared on his usually stern face.

But he was his apprentice, so he couldn't say anything, so he sighed helplessly after a long time, "Okay."

Such a good seedling, what a pity.he thought.

Xia Churan knelt upright, watching the two of them whispering to each other, the anger that had been silent for a long time showed signs of burning again, what good could happen if two live Kings of Hades stick together?Just thinking of this, his eyes became colder, and he finally understood Qiu Wanxuan's intention——

The guardian of different fires, if he really beat him to the point where he couldn't hold on, he might jump out regardless of his will, and then he would be completely exposed.

He looked at Qiu Wanxuan fiercely, thinking that this person had never "disappointed" him.

Just wait, he will get back everything that happened today.

The disciples onlookers talked a lot, wanting to know what happened.

After hearing Li Linghan loudly read out the sentence against Xia Churan, the originally quiet discussion suddenly broke out into a commotion.

"How is it possible? How could Brother Xia do such a nasty thing?"

"I don't believe it, could Your Majesty have made a mistake?"

Someone lowered his voice, "Master Jian Zun won't deliberately trouble Brother Xia, will he?"

Although the voice of this sentence was very low, it still fell into Qiu Wanxuan's perception, he frowned slightly, the image of the original master of the heart who treated his apprentice harshly was really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

But soon someone said: "Although Sir Jianzun treats people a bit more harshly, he always distinguishes right from wrong and will never wrong anyone. Moreover, Sir Law Zun is also here, the two lords can't make mistakes."

"Didn't you hear? Senior Brother Xia himself recognized it just now."

Most people dare not believe that Xia Churan, who has always acted frankly, would do such a despicable thing, but some people became angry, "Last time we asked him for help to make a picture. He refused, and he said it justly, but turned around and secretly photographed it." , is really hypocritical."

Qiu Wanxuan took the whip from the law enforcement disciples, glanced at the surrounding disciples, put the torture tools behind her back, and said condescendingly to Xia Churan: "How about you, you still refuse to tell the truth? This kind of crime is not good."

Looking at Qiu Wanxuan with hawk-like eyes at the beginning of Xia, he took out a scroll and handed it over, "Here is the portrait, Your Majesty don't need to ask again."

Seeing Xia Churan hand over the portrait, those disciples who defended him were shocked.

"See, he's a hypocrite!" Someone snorted and said disdainfully.

The scene became quiet, Qiu Wanxuan took the portrait and glanced at it, then put it in the sleeve calmly, weighed the handle of the whip again, and said softly: "Okay."

When the words fell, there was a loud "pop"——

The sound of the ring whip breaking through the sky sounded without warning, and everyone who was still discussing just now was startled by this sound and stopped talking one after another.

Xia Churan took a whip, gritted his teeth and grunted. The burning pain came from his back, and he didn't have time to breathe, followed by another whip.

The sound of whips resounded through the execution platform one after another, and the onlookers were silent, only the sudden and loud voice lingered in the sky.

Every time the whip fell, the barbs on the whip easily scratched the clothes on the boy's back, carrying a bright red mark and pulling a long and shocking wound on the boy's muscular broad shoulders.

But after a few whips, there was no good piece of meat on the entire back, only a piece of bloody flesh left.

The audio-visual stimulation was strong enough that every time the onlookers heard the sound of the whip, they couldn't help but tremble.Many disciples were breaking out in cold sweat, and couldn't help but be terrified by Xia Churan.

A female cultivator couldn't bear to watch, she closed her eyes and turned her head to the side.The male god was abused miserably, and his whole heart was seized.Some even had tears in their eyes.

Xia Churan gritted his teeth instinctively, and his spiritual veins also consciously circulated to form a spiritual shield wall to resist the whip.

But after a while he felt something was wrong.

The ring whip attached to the formation will break through all the protective barriers or spiritual currents that try to resist. The more you resist, the heavier the backlash will be.

But his spiritual power barrier didn't seem to be broken, he only felt the pain from his flesh, but his internal organs and spiritual veins were completely intact.

Xia Churan became tense for a moment, thinking that the strange fire had escaped from control to protect the master on his own, but when he looked inside the Zifu, he saw that the flame had just shrunk into a blue flame, and it didn't leak out at all.

He turned his head to look at Qiu Wanxuan in surprise, facing a pair of icy eyes.

Seeing Qiu Wanxuan expressionless, ignoring his gaze, he whipped down again.

Seeing that the young man on the stage just frowned and didn't even shed a drop of sweat, some people exclaimed and whispered: "How many whips?"

"Like ten lashes."

"Senior brother Xia is so determined that he didn't even say a word."

Hearing this sentence, someone noticed that the boy with a bloody back was motionless, and was shocked.

Only Xia Churan knows.The whip only scratched his flesh, and it looked like he was bleeding profusely, but it was actually just some skin trauma to the monk.

The formation on the ring whip has failed?

He looked up at Li Linghan who was not far away. The ring whips had to be inspected before they were invited out. If there were any discrepancies, it was impossible for the legal venerable not to find out.

But Li Zun looked at the execution ground as usual, and if he had to say something, it was just that he looked back, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

It seems that Lawrence didn't find any abnormalities either.

Unless Qiu Wanxuan has done something, this situation cannot be explained at all.

Why do you want to do this?Xia Churan couldn't figure it out anymore.

As Qiu Wanxuan lowered her whip, she glanced at the onlookers.

His eyes fell on a disciple who was submerged in the crowd. He lowered his head, and his eyes swept back and forth between the ground in front of him and Xia Churan's blood-stained back. Compared with the concerned eyes of people around him, this person seemed erratic indefinite.

If anyone around him noticed him at this time, they would find that he was clenching his cuffs tightly, his temples covered in fine cold sweat, and he looked guilty.

After a few more lashes passed, Qiu Wanxuan suddenly put away the whip, and said loudly: "The fifteen lashes that Xia Churan should bear have been executed. For the remaining fifteen lashes, please ask the perpetrator to come up and receive the punishment."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone was in an uproar.

Li Linghan was surprised and said: "Xiao Wu, what do you mean by this? Didn't this kid just confess his crime?"

Qiu Wanxuan shook her head, "Xia Churan has done it before. He lied to his elders, refused to tell the truth, and tried to hide the truth in private. This whip is to teach him a lesson. But the Tuoying Curse is not what he intended. Suppose, there is another person who secretly photographed the elders."

"This person knew that he might be exposed, but he still added this curse to the scriptures he copied. He never thought about what would happen to Xia Churan if he was exposed, and he was sure that he would not be confessed."

Everyone was stunned by every word, and Xia Churan suddenly looked up at him.

With the light behind his back, the fairy looked down at the boy from a high position, and the light outlined a back like a jade mountain and a bamboo.

"Xia Churan, that's not how to repay favors."

The author says:

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