Prince, who shall we kill today?

There was a riot in the quack doctor's hall that day, although it was not a trivial matter, it was not a trivial matter.

The matter quickly spread. It is said that a doctor took his apprentice to beat up a patient, and it was also said that someone scolded the master and apprentice and was taught to be human.The exact situation is unknown to everyone, only that the old museum owner came forward to mediate and the matter was settled.

Those who were beaten were taken away later.For the two who beat people, the apprentice fainted after beating them.The doctor was severely whipped three times by the owner of the museum, scolded in public until his head was bloody, and then the other doctors helped to administer the medicine.Afterwards, the master picked up the apprentice and carried him home.

So Han Che didn't know that his master was punished at all.

He woke up in a daze, and found himself being carried by the master on his back, walking towards home.

The sunset glow in the sky was like fire, burning to the top of their heads from a distance.When the wind blows, the herbs on the side of the road lower their waists.Han Che blinked, and called out in a weak voice, "Master..."

Yuan Qionghua responded and turned him up.

Han Che hugged his neck, smelled the smell of ointment and blood on the tip of his nose, and thought it was his own illusion.

There was still one thing in his heart, so he barely supported his chaotic consciousness, and said to Master seriously: "Master, don't pay attention to that bastard...don't listen to him..."

Yuan Qionghua knew that he was talking about his own voice, so he said "um", and tilted his head slightly: "Don't listen to him either."

Han Che knew that he was referring to the man saying that he was weak. "I know." He smiled, "I...I want to shout pain to Master, and I want to act like a baby."

Yuan Qionghua said: "That's good."

He carried Han Che on his back and walked back faster, wanting to take him back to rest earlier.

Han Che looked at his ears, and his mind gradually became dizzy.He said he didn't care, but he cared very much in his heart.He felt that what the man said was too reasonable.He suspected that he hated him because he always yelled that he loved his father here and there when he was a child.He suspected that it was because he wasn't strong enough that his father didn't treat him well.

His father is strong, he can go to battle to kill enemies, and he can slash demons with a sword. He must like strong and tough children.

Unlike him, who is weak, afraid of pain, loves to cry, and likes to be petted, hugged, and coaxed.

He thought, it can't be like this again.In order not to be like that person after a long time, and annoy Master and Xue Man, no one will love me as much as they do.

He closed his eyes in worry, and soon lost consciousness.

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Song Mingzhao originally wanted to go to the cartridge stand to meet Xue Man after bandaging his broken arm, but his wound was quite difficult, and it took the doctor a long time to help him deal with it. It was getting late at that time, so he had to go back to the door first. Do something, and go to the ink cartridge stand to visit that person another day.

He hurried back to Hongshan in the dark.However, before they could help the senior brothers in the hall to take back the clothes to dry, they encountered mountain rain, and as a result, their clothes were all drenched.

Under the eaves, he looked at the thin raindrops and was so worried.

He originally wanted to rush into the rain and take them back before his clothes were soaked, but he had just bandaged the wound, and the doctor told him to make sure he didn't get wet, so as not to get inflammation and his whole arm would die...

After hesitating for a moment, those clothes were soaked.Looking at the heavy rain, Song Mingzhao felt a burst of despair.

Not long after, a few people who finished their martial arts training came back to look for him.They were left to practice in the rain for an extra half an hour, and their clothes were soaked, so he asked him to bring them dry clothes to change.

The young man faltered and told them that it started to rain before the clothes could be collected.

"How did you do it? Where did you go to play?!" The leader pushed Song Mingzhao ferociously, and said angrily, "Now that we don't have dry clothes, do you want us to sleep in wet ones?!"

"I..." Song Mingzhao panicked, "I'll make a fire to roast for you!"

The other party turned a deaf ear and continued to scold him: "Don't you know how to take back your clothes when they are wet? Waiting to be blown away by the wind? You can't do such a simple thing well, you are a waste!"

Song Mingzhao quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I went to the quack doctor's clinic for treatment...I..."

"You actually went down the mountain!" The man said coldly, "Who allowed you to go down the mountain?!"

--"it's me."

The girl's voice sounded, everyone was startled, they turned around quickly, bowed and said, "I've seen Miss."

Gu Yuting walked up to the crowd and said to them: "I sent Mingzhao down the mountain to heal his injuries. He has been injured for a long time but he has not healed, so he can't delay any longer. As for your clothes, if you don't have long legs, I will help you." You take it."

She bypassed a few people, wanting to walk in the rain.

The leader hurriedly stopped her, politely said how can that be done, then they rushed into the rain together and took back their clothes.

"Wait." Seeing that they were about to go back, Gu Yuting called people to stop, she approached the crowd, looked up at them, and said coldly, "You are all strong and strong, let others help you with everything Do it, isn't it good? Mingzhao is injured and needs to recuperate. From now on, you can do your own things by yourself, don't order him around anymore."

The tallest one said: "Miss, I'm afraid it won't work."

He looked at Song Mingzhao, pretending to be embarrassed: "Mingzhao is our younger brother, we naturally don't want to make him so tired, but... this is the meaning of the young gang leader... The young gang leader said that Nanying will not support idlers. So let Mingzhao do something and play his role. He arranged for us to find something for Mingzhao, and we are helping him.”

Gu Yuting showed a sullen expression on her face, and raised her voice: "I don't care what your intentions are, just listen to me. From now on, don't bully him again! You have hands and feet, and do your own thing! Do you understand? !"

The man snorted: "Miss, we have to listen to the Young Master, you... can't be our master."

"Brother!" Song Mingzhao exclaimed, "Don't be unreasonable to Miss!"

His senior brother sneered: "Heh, do you have a part to speak here?"

—— "Then, do I have a share to speak?"

Hearing a clear voice, everyone's expression changed, except Gu Yuting, the rest lowered their heads.

A tall young man with a jade face came from the shadows, his steps were steady and his momentum was compelling.

"I've met the Young Master." Everyone saluted him in unison.

The person who came was Gu Leiyin, the young leader of the Nanying Association.

"Young leader?" Gu Leiyin walked up to the person who had sneered before, squinted his eyes to size him up, and raised his hand to slap him.

The man staggered from the beating, Gu Leiyin grabbed him back again, grabbed him by the collar, and said angrily: "How dare you bully my sister, do you still see me as the young gang leader in your eyes? Li Xu , I think you Wendaotang people don't want to live anymore!"

"Young Master, calm down." The man named Li Xu quickly knelt down, and the people behind him also knelt in front of Gu Leiyin.Li Xu said: "The villain knows his mistakes, please forgive me, Young Master and Miss!"

Gu Leiyin kicked him away, pointed to the girl beside him and said, "Gu Yuting is the daughter of Gu Fenglin, the head of the Nanying Society, and my younger sister, Gu Leiyin! Don't think that she is not favored by my father." You can climb on her head and bully her at will! If you dare to disrespect her in any way in the future, I will kill all the people in Wendaotang!"

A group of people quickly bowed their heads, saying that they dare not dare.

Gu Leiyin was puzzled, and said again: "Li Xu, as a senior brother of everyone, you don't know how to teach your juniors well by setting an example. Today I will punish you with a hundred slaps on the mouth, and I want you to remember to offend Miss. What's the end!"

Gu Yuting had been silent at first, but when she heard this, she couldn't help saying: "No need."

She walked up to her brother and said to him, "Thank you, brother, for saving the siege. Let's just pretend that what happened tonight never happened. Forget it. It's getting late, everyone, go back and rest."

"How can you forget it?" Gu Leiyin raised his eyebrows, "You are my sister, how can you just forget about being offended? What is the majesty of you as my Gu family? I just want them to learn the lesson!"

He stared at Ryeowook, and said impatiently, "Let's start soon."

Li Xu raised his head and glanced at him, with a gloomy expression on his face, as if he was extremely reluctant.

Gu Leiyin sneered: "Are you not convinced?"

Li Xu pouted his neck: "My dignified disciple of the Wen Dao Sect——"

"You are just a disciple of the Wendao Hall of the Nanying Society!" Gu Leiyin interrupted him, and said contemptuously, "Please clarify your identity!"

"Enough!" Gu Yuting suddenly raised her voice and stood in front of Li Xu.

She looked at her brother with a look of pain in her eyes: "I said forget it, don't worry about it anymore! What dignity, what respect, it's because outsiders like them don't respect me, it's obviously you and my father who made me lose Face! If you want to blame others, you might as well give yourself a hundred big mouths first!"

"Presumptuous!" Gu Leiyin was furious, and slapped his younger sister's immature face, "Who allows you to talk to me like this?! Please remember, I am your brother, and even the young leader of the Nanying Association !! As my younger sister, you must respect me more than anyone else!"

"Who wants a brother like you! Go away!"

The girl covered her red and swollen cheeks, and ran into the rain crying.

"Miss!" Song Mingzhao wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by Gu Leiyin.

"Let her go!" Gu Leiyin cursed in a low voice with a livid face, "He who has no heart and no lungs knows how to contradict me all day long, so it's okay for her..."

He slowed down, his eyes fell on several people, and suddenly he called a person's name: "Ming Zhao."

"Young helper."

Song Mingzhao didn't know why he was called by name suddenly. He was very nervous and lowered his body, wishing he could get down to the floor.

Gu Leiyin said: "Get up, I have something to ask you."

"Yes." Song Mingzhao got up tremblingly, and walked in front of Gu Leiyin with his head down, "Young Master, please ask me, the young one must know everything and say everything."

Gu Leiyin turned around: "Follow me, the rest of you will continue to kneel and reflect on yourself. If anyone is disobedient, the next one to kneel will be your sect master... No, hall master."

He sneered, then walked away.

Song Mingzhao quickly followed.