Immortal cultivators are cheap and invincible

"Father, one farewell today, one is not good, you will never see me alive and kicking again, I am going." Huang Mao plunged into the execution hall with the expression of a strong man breaking his wrist.

The punishment hall was specially set up to punish those who betrayed the family, but Huang Mao and Huang Yiyuan were not serious crimes, and both of them had extremely high identities in the Huang family, so no one would deliberately scare them.The ground squirrel's punishment was not with him, he was taken away early, and it is estimated that he will not be sent back until tomorrow.

With a cold face, Huang Yiyuan followed the leader coldly.There is no timidity in his eyes, he practiced martial arts when he was young, if he failed to meet the requirements of his master, he was never punished in any way.As for Huang Mao, he followed at the end with some trepidation. If it wasn't for the fact that there was another guard behind them, he would have run away.

"Hey, you...you won't really hit me, will you?" Huang Mao secretly tugged on the sleeve of the man behind him and asked quietly.

The man smiled, and said softly: "Master Huang Mao, I understand, just worry about it."

"That's good, that's good." Huang Mao breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly followed Huang Yiyuan, and said, "Are you still angry? Although it was his fault that the chinchilla kicked you off, don't you also kick the demon?" Did the beast lead me? We're even, shall we?"

Huang Yiyuan turned his head, glanced at Huang Mao indifferently, and said: "At the family meeting, you and I compete, no matter who wins, the grievances will be wiped away from now on!"

"You two young masters, the torture chamber is here." Before Huang Mao could speak, the person leading the way in front made a gesture of invitation and said.This torture room was not as scary as Huang Mao had imagined, it was even a little gorgeous.

In fact, this kind of room was originally used exclusively for people like Huang Mao and Huang Yiyuan. If the descendants of those elders make a small mistake, you can't really get them into those bloody behaviors when the family rules are unbreakable and they need to be punished. Go to a very heavy prison.

"Master Huang Mao, this way you go." Another person took Huang Mao to another room next door.

Then, Huang Mao's screams resounded in the cell.After the thirty lashes, the man who beat Huang Mao shook his hands tremblingly, almost sending Huang Mao away like sending off his ancestors.

He couldn't imagine why Huang Mao would still scream so miserably when he had cleared the water.That voice was like torture to him, every time he heard the other party yelling, his heart would tremble.

As for Huang Mao, he felt that that person was not appreciative.Although it was a fake beating, he had to call it realistically so that others would trust him.If you don't call it, it's fake, okay?

After gathering his clothes, Huang Mao left directly.The next step is the so-called recuperation, the whip in the execution hall is soaked in special potion, once you don't use spiritual energy to protect your body, the wood energy in the whip will enter your body along your flesh.After all, he is an immortal cultivator. Even if he is whipped with an ordinary whip, even if he does not use spiritual energy to protect his body, the spiritual energy will turn around in the body afterwards, and the good thing is that it is quite fast, so there is no meaning of punishment.As for the whip soaked in potion, it will contain a trace of impure wood gas.

The impure wood qi will greatly inhibit your body's self-recovery ability, it is extremely difficult to get rid of, and it can only be worn away with time.And during this period, because the wound cannot heal automatically, it will make you suffer all day long, which is the most serious punishment.

There were almost no wounds on Huang Mao's back, only one, and it was the first time Huang Mao yelled too loudly.The man shook his hand and really pulled it out.Just for this, Huang Mao still felt the burning pain in his back, and he moaned every day.Later, Huang Zhen couldn't stand it anymore. Although he felt that his son's behavior was unacceptable, on the road of cultivating immortals, how could he not even endure this bit of suffering.

But every time he saw the long welt on Huang Mao's back, the flesh on both sides was still turned out because the wound couldn't heal, Huang Zhen's heart ached when he saw it.From childhood to adulthood, he never said a single harsh word to his son.Although his son is indeed up to date, there is no need for him to speak harshly.

After all, Huang Zhen couldn't bear it, so he took a leaf of Moonshine Grass, ground it into powder and sprinkled it on Huang Mao.The biggest function of moonlight grass is to break through the bottleneck of cultivation and purify the spiritual energy in the body.Such a use is considered violent.

However, the effect was very good. In the afternoon, within half a day, the wound on Huang Mao's back had scabbed over, and he was able to jump about alive and well.Only then did he realize that his grandfather had given him the moonshine grass, and the withered grass he got was so valuable.

So Huang Mao sneaked into Huang Zhen's study in the afternoon, and found the moonlight grass that Huang Zhen had hidden from his memory.After counting, the Moonlight Grass still had four leaves, Huang Mao tore off three without hesitation, and then there was only one bare branch left on the Moonlight Grass, with a single leaf hanging on it, it was pitiful enough .

Huang Mao went to the ground squirrel's house first, and under the grateful eyes of the ground squirrel, he handed him a leaf and asked him to use it quickly.Said that he was still waiting for the chinchilla to get well soon, and then took Huang Bo and the three of them to the street to moles a good woman in a group of five.

After inquiring, Huang Mao sneaked to Huang Yiyuan's house.Although Huang Yiyuan is Huang Chaoyang's third son, since he lost his talent.In order to protect him, Huang Chaoyang deliberately neglected his son, and sent him to an independent small courtyard. He only sent a little maid, and then ignored his son.In this way, although Huang Yiyuan will be gossiped and bullied, at least he will no longer be noticed, and he will not be assassinated like he was when he was seven years old.

The little maid looks quite ordinary, but her eyes are quite big, round and cute, and her face is childish.Seeing Huang Mao as if he was here to steal a dog, the little girl was so scared that she grabbed a stone and wanted to fight Huang Mao desperately.

"Don't worry, don't worry, this time I'm not here to add insult to injury. I'm here to be the Holy Mother, really, believe me!" Huang Mao thought it would be better if there was a halo on his head, hallelujah.

"I don't believe you, you are a bad person!" The little maid was not overwhelmed by Huang Mao's majestic appearance, Huang Mao had been here a few times before, and every time she was here, she was always looking for Huang Yiyuan's troubles.The injury on Huang Yiyuan's back is still not healed this time, and the little girl didn't dare to let Huang Mao go to see Huang Yiyuan, "Little sister, be obedient, brother is a good person. Really, if you don't believe me, feel it, brother is full of kindness. Yes , just like that, close your eyes, take a deep breath, and feel it. Inhale, breathe, inhale, breathe..."

"Bang!" It was Huang Mao who broke into the room, then slammed the door shut, and moved a chair beside it against the door.

The little maid outside the door patted the door with her hands and cried: "You lied to me, you lied to me!..."

"What are you doing here?" Huang Yiyuan got up from the bed, frowned, and put on a coat for himself.He watched the farce between Huang Mao and his little maid Ling'er from beginning to end. He was afraid that Huang Mao would hurt Ling'er, so he was ready to do so at any time.

"Look at you, you know, I'm used to bullying you. These days, you haven't seen anyone, I'm lonely, I'm empty, so I came to see you." Huang Mao moved a stool, Sitting in front of Huang Yiyuan, he said with a smile.

"Thank you, I'm fine." A smile appeared on the corner of Huang Yiyuan's mouth. As a warrior, Huang Yiyuan has extremely powerful intuition.Although Huang Mao's words sounded provocative, Huang Yiyuan didn't sense any malice.

In this way, Huang Mao just came to see him.In fact, except for his father, no one else came to see him these days.Therefore, Huang Yiyuan still has some feelings.

"Tch, I just want to defeat you with my own hands." Huang Mao said with feigned disdain. (Great God, in fact, what I said, if I really fight with you, I will be killed by raising the white flag every minute.)

"Okay, half a month later, I look forward to fighting with you!"

Being conquered by you just like this, being conquered by you just like this... Suddenly, Huang Mao's mind was filled with the scene of him kneeling on the ground and singing conquest to Huang Yiyuan, it was too low limit.

Huang Mao shook his head and got rid of this horrifying imagination from his mind.Suddenly, Huang Mao let out a smile of unknown meaning, raised his eyebrows at Huang Yiyuan, and said obscenely: "Go, take off my clothes, and lie down on the bed."

"You...what are you going to do?" Huang Yiyuan felt a little uncomfortable. He always felt that Huang Mao's words were weird, but he couldn't figure out where the blame was.

Huang Mao froze, took out a moonlight grass from his arms, and waved it in front of Huang Yiyuan.Huang Yiyuan understood for a while, in fact, he had recognized the moonlight grass in Huang Mao's hand as early as that night.When he came to this world, he did not have the memory of the seven-year-old Huang Yiyuan.Since then, in order to understand the world, Huang Yiyuan has read many classics, and he still understands the role of moonlight grass.

At the moment, Huang Yiyuan didn't refuse, took off his clothes, lay down on the bed, raised his hand and said: "Okay, and, I will remember the kindness this time."

"Thank you, I'm here. It may hurt a little, but I'll be comfortable in a while."

"Well, it's okay."

"Take off the pants a little more, I can't touch them."

"Okay… okay."

"Let me tell you, this..."

"Bang!" Before Huang Mao finished speaking, the door of Huang Yiyuan's house was instantly torn apart due to the strong impact from outside, and he died.

"Huang Mao, what are you doing to brother Yiyuan!?" There was a teenage girl standing at the door. The girl was dressed in white, with a delicate and small face, as if she could talk.This girl is the most beautiful girl Huang Mao has ever seen since he was born.

At that moment, Huang Mao felt that he had come to a dark place.In the only bright spot, there were only him and the girl in white, and they looked at each other affectionately.In the end, the two become butterflies together.

"Butterfly!? I'll go, I'm not that tragedy!" Huang Mao trembled, and then he came to his senses.

"Ru Xue, he just came to heal me." Huang Yiyuan pulled the quilt over his back and said to the girl.

As soon as he heard the name Ruxue, memories of her immediately flooded Huang Mao's mind.She is the daughter of the lord of Fengxi City. When Huang Yiyuan was a genius, the two were childhood sweethearts.The most important thing is that the original body Huang Mao also loves Ruxue very much. It can be said that the first time that the original body Huang Mao disliked Huang Yiyuan was because Ruxue liked to pester Huang Yiyuan instead of being with him.

After Huang Yiyuan lost his talent, Ruxue still liked Huang Yiyuan as always, which made Huang Mao even more upset.Because of this, Huang Mao's character became more and more extreme and vicious.

Sure enough, it's a beauty, Huang Mao said silently in his heart.That also explained why he had such a big emotional reaction when he saw Ruxue just now, probably because of the original Huang Mao's feelings.

"It's fine if you don't, get out of the way, show courtesy for nothing, rape or steal! Brother Yiyuan, look, this is a hundred-turn pill, eat it quickly." Ruxue stuffed the medicine in her hand to Huang Yiyuan, with a sweet smile on her face. smile.

"En!" Huang Mao covered his chest, the momentary dull pain made him feel uncomfortable, and the joyful mood disappeared instantly.This is not Huang Mao's emotion, it is the original body's. It seems that he really likes Ruxue.

Huang Mao had never loved anyone before, and this feeling made him very uncomfortable.So he threw another piece of moonlight grass to Huang Yiyuan, and then hurried away.

Huang Yiyuan looked at Huang Mao's back, which could be said to be running away, opened his mouth, leaned a little on the bed, and said to Ruxue: "Thank you, I have to heal my wounds. You are a girl, so it's inconvenient."

Ruxue blushed, and shyly said: "Understood, I'll go first." Putting down the medicine, Ruxue also hurried out of the room.

Huang Yiyuan sighed, he was only focused on cultivation, and he didn't want to have anything to do with Ruxue.Besides, what Ruxue likes is the original Huang Yiyuan, he is not, he is just a stranger in Huang Yiyuan's shell.