Help!After being transformed into cannon fodder, he was doted on by the yandere villain.

Disaster struck, and Xie Xingchen secretly thought it was over.

He originally thought that a narcissistic person like Ling Qianhe should leave angrily after his self-esteem was frustrated, and then bring a group of people to the Yulun Sect to provoke and regain face.

Won't catch that.

But he didn't expect that Ling Qianhe still had some brains.

Ling Qianhe became more and more excited as he spoke: "Trespassing to the back mountain without permission, whether it was instigated by me or not, is a violation of the sect's rules, right?"

Disciplinary elder: "There is indeed this sect rule."

Ling Qianhe looked at the punishment elder in the hall, then turned to look at Xie Xingchen, and smiled triumphantly: "Then how many whippings do you think should be given?"

The punishment elder said indifferently: "Thirty lashes."

"I believe that the elders are selfless, so we might as well start now." Ling Qianhe suddenly felt much better, with a wicked smile on his lips.

Xie Xingchen: "..."

It’s over, there’s no escape.

woohoo.

Although the disciples present in the hall were all fellow disciples of Yulun Sect, no one interceded for him.

Wasn’t the original owner’s life miserable?

Xie Xingchen took the time to feel sorry for the original owner, then walked to the hall and knelt on the ground with a generous and righteous attitude.

Maybe after being beaten to death, he could return to the original world. Xie Xingchen comforted himself.

"bring it on."

Xie Xingchen gritted his teeth and looked forward, a little scared.

He was originally an ordinary college student, but he was unlucky and got into a car accident when he went out.

Other than that, his 20 years of life were smooth sailing and he suffered almost no sin.

He thought, fearing that he might not be able to hold on if the whip went on.

The disciple who was being whipped walked toward him, taking his time, and every step he took made Xie Xingchen feel extremely tortured.

"I'm sorry, junior brother Xie." The disciple who was carrying out the caning stood behind him with a calm expression.

The whip was raised high, and then came down hard, hitting Xie Xingchen's not-so-strong back, instantly leaving a large scar.

Xie Xingchen almost grinned in pain, but he wanted to save face, so he held it in and just took a gentle breath.

"Snapped--"

No.15 whipped.

Xie Xingchen turned pale in pain.

The barbs on the whip dug into his flesh and were quickly pulled away, leaving tiny pinholes on his white back.

His beautiful back.

Seeing Xie Xingchen's painful expression, Ling Qianhe raised the corners of his lips happily, as if he thought of something again.

He seemed to remember it inadvertently and said to the elder: "Oh, by the way, if I remember correctly, is Xie Xingchen still guilty of killing a fellow disciple without punishment?"

Ling Qianhe... belongs to your uncle.

Xie Xingchen was really grinning now.

He vowed that if he could survive and was not carried out sideways, he would beat Ling Qianhe once when he saw him in the future.

The punishment elder remembered it after he reminded him, "In that case, then give me five more lashes."

If you harm your fellow disciples, you only get five more lashes?

Ling Qianhe didn't get the reply he expected, and frowned displeased, but he was an outsider after all and didn't understand the Yulun Sect's rules very well, so he could only curl his lips.

The Punishment Elder originally wanted to give fifty lashes to his fellow disciples if he was tortured, but he caught a glimpse of Venerable Qi's hand tapping lightly and thought he was asking him to put some water on him. After all, Xie Xingchen was Qi Han's disciple.

However, Qi Han has always been indifferent to this young apprentice, even a little disgusted.

Why would you support Xie Xingchen and ask him to let go today?

It can only be said that the boss's mind is difficult to understand. The punishment elder sighed, it is not easy for him to live to this age.

Xie Xingchen's body had many root causes. After being whipped for 35 minutes, his back was so painful that his flesh and blood were probably blurred.

His eyes went dark for a while, and he even felt like the world was spinning.His eyelids were extremely heavy, and then he fell forward and completely lost consciousness.

……

Is he going back?

Great, I can finally withdraw tens of thousands of dollars from my bank card.

No, he has died in a car accident. If he goes back, will he die or live?

That won't work. If he dies even if he goes back, wouldn't he be at a loss?

Xie Xingchen sat up in shock as he was dying and wanted to continue living.

He jumped up like a carp, jumped off the half-height bed, and stood on the smooth floor, but...he ducked to his waist.

"hiss……"

Xie Xingchen froze for a moment. When the pain in his waist subsided, he walked back and forth in the room cautiously out of curiosity.

He looked at the decoration of this palace, and at the same time, the calculation in his heart was clicking.

It looks very gorgeous and high-end, but I don't know how much this temple can be sold for.

The interior is bright and spotless.

A short table was placed next to the bed. There was a window on the upper right side of the short table. Outside the window, peach blossoms were blooming, and they rushed in through the window as if they were competing.

A breeze blows, and the peach blossoms shake off and float into the room, bringing a tangy fragrance.

The floor was smooth and there were a few peach blossoms falling on it, which Xie Xingchen found a bit annoying.

He walked to the window and closed it to prevent the peach blossoms from drifting in.

Then he held his waist with one hand and leaned down to pick up the peach blossoms that fell to the ground.

"How's your body?"

A cold voice of concern sounded from behind, and Xie Xingchen was instantly frightened out of his wits, and the peach petals he had just picked up fell to the ground again.

Who is so rude?

Is there still no sound when walking?