fox master

At night, there are few trees around. The southwestern part of the mainland is the gathering place of many monster races. They are mainly fire and metal. The climate is relatively hot, there are few forests, and the mountains and deserts of various colors are intertwined. It is very similar to the scenery in the east. is different.

"Your Majesty said stop." Feeling the movement of the fox's paw pushing her in her arms, Shui Xiao understood it, and suddenly said.

Then Zhan Yize turned into a human form again, "We will arrive at the Wu Clan in half a day, so I will adjust my breath tonight and get ready."

Although the Wu Clan is controlled by the Jimo Wu Brothers, there are countless strange formations and secret techniques, so it is natural to face them in the best condition.

Naturally, everyone had no objection, each found a cave to rest, Zhan Yize looked at Zi Qiyuan, and said in a warm voice: "You and I come, Shui Xiao and Jimotu take turns to watch the night." The three should be at the same time, Zi Qiyuan followed Zhan Yi After choosing behind him, he chose a cave to adjust.

After entering the cave, Zhan Yize then turned to look at Zi Qiyuan, Zi Qiyuan understood, knelt down in front of him, and said indifferently: "Tell me what you have done recently."

Zi Qiyuan thought for a while before answering: "This subordinate obeyed the order of the lord, and has been ordering Anbu to pay attention to the battlefield of the Tiger Clan. It is very strange that Ouyang Kuang left the battlefield suddenly. It is said that before he left, he had received a man wearing a The masked man, the subordinates think that the Tiger Clan's move must have a deep meaning, and the news must be passed on to Gui Nian as soon as possible."

Zhan Yize frowned, thinking: What are the Tiger Clan doing?First he poisoned the Heihu lineage with the poison of breaking the gods, and then changed his generals. This matter really needs to be told to Gui Nian by Zhan Jiuxian, otherwise he is afraid of another accident.

Zi Qiyuan continued: "Six days later, it will be the Tianchen Competition within the clan. The top three will receive rewards and training resources within the clan, the second and third will receive guidance from the elders of the clan, and No.1 will receive personal guidance from subordinates. Therefore, the subordinates need to be present for this competition..."

Zi Qiyuan paused, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a pair of warm black eyes flashed coldly, "My subordinates have made arrangements for Zifeng. After this battle, he will be expelled from the dragon clan, and the lord of the Huangchen Zilong clan will personally Send it to the master."

He emphatically emphasized the words "Lord of the Purple Dragon Clan in Huangchen". Looking at his cold eyes, Zhan Yize suddenly understood what he meant, "It seems that you are prepared."

The smile on the corner of Zi Qiyuan's mouth deepened, "Your Majesty, it's like this..."

The more Zhan Yize listened, the more interest in his eyes, and finally he couldn't help laughing out loud, "Hahahaha, okay, I will cooperate with you in such a play, don't let me down." His words were full of excitement pleasure.

Calmness flashed across Zi Qiyuan's warm eyes, and he said softly, "Don't worry, Your Majesty."

Zhan Yixuan put back his smile, bent his eyes and said: "Then today, I will punish you with [-] sticks, can you bear it?"

Zi Qiyuan's current strength is much stronger than when he was punished in the last ghost year, but thirty sticks is still not light. At least he will lose [-]% of his combat power and can only move reluctantly. Of course, this can still easily treat the wound Under the premise.

Zi Qiyuan said seriously: "My lord, this subordinate can bear it, and will never affect any plans."

In the laws of any race, there is no rule that the punishment depends on the next actions of the punished. In the world of great controversy, everyone has something to deal with. If the punishment is delayed because of this, the punishment will be completely meaningless .

As for whether you can do good things after being punished... This has always been a proof of personal ability. In troubled times, no one can guarantee not to be injured. If you are punished, you will not be able to do things.

This truth is very simple, and Zi Qiyuan understands it even more, not to mention that His Majesty didn't strike fifty sticks at once, he must have been calculating in his heart, and it can be regarded as being merciful, if he can't hold it, wouldn't it be too useless.

Zhan Yize restrained his smile, took out the golden stick, "Take off your clothes." He said flatly.

In this life, facing the sober Zhan Yixuan, it was the first time for Zi Qiyuan to receive such an order, so his hand paused slightly, and then he put it on his beige robe. slide.

He let the clean clothes fall on the ground, covered with traces of dust, and continued to untie the belt of his deep clothes...until he also threw the last piece of underwear on the ground.

His skin is that kind of cold white, with a thin layer of muscles attached to his solid body, giving him a cool and well-proportioned beauty.

"All" Zhan Yixuan looked at his stopped hand, and suddenly said.

"...Yes" Zi Qiyuan just responded, then stood up, untied his belt in silence, and knelt down again until there was no more fabric on his body.

Zhan Yize stepped forward, looked at Zi Qiyuan's tense back with deep eyes, touched it with his left hand, and said flatly, "Relax."

The power of the Dragon Clan is the strongest among all races, so Zhan Yizao clearly knows how powerful this obedient and kneeling body is.

Zi Qiyuan looked calm, and tried to take a deep breath to relax himself... His lord has always been strong in punishment, and if he is tense, it will only make him unhappy, so even if he is extremely nervous at this time, he still forces his body to slowly relax. Stretch out.

Zhan Yize took a step to the left, tightened his right hand holding the golden rod slightly, swung his arm to gather strength, and pulled it down without hesitation.

The bottom of the cane slanted across Zi Qiyuan's waist, and the sharp pattern left several long bloodstains on his body. He staggered slightly, and the blood on his entire face faded.

The burning pain is like smashing the flesh with a blunt instrument and pouring hot lava on it. It hurts...so hot, so itchy, so painful that Zi Qiyuan could clearly feel the piece. The flesh twitched once and for all.

The fusion of gold and wood is against the way of heaven, the sin of gold should be cursed, and the sin of gold and the sacred wood are highly poisonous and have no solution.

Zhan Yize looked at the dark red blood stain left by the winding, with a clear expression. As the owner of the sinful gold stick, how could he not know what kind of pain Zi Qiyuan was enduring, but he should know... Do this.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his mild eyes gradually revealed pleasure, and then became cold and cruel.

Zhan Yize waved his hand again, and the sinful gold stick fell on Zi Qiyuan's back almost with the force of a smash, but this time he didn't stop, hitting one stick after another, the blows fell like a violent storm On Zi Qiyuan's body, on his forearms, between his waist and abdomen... His eyes are wide open, his expression is a little distorted, it hurts, it turns out that the Sin Gold Rod hurts so much... His pupils lost focus, and his eyes trembled Shaking blankly, as if in purgatory.

He only remembered that he couldn't shout, and his final consciousness was to grit his teeth, absolutely not, absolutely not to make His Majesty angry again, just as he was thinking, Zhan Yixuan's No. I only felt a sharp pain in my neck like a boulder falling down, and I couldn't hold it anymore. With the force, I hit the ground with a "bang" on the broken stones.

There was another burst of pain in his head, but it also made his sluggish consciousness clear a lot. Viscous blood flowed down his forehead, covering Zi Qiyuan's eyes. He blinked hard, trying to see the surroundings clearly, but It was just a blur of blood.

The punishment... is over?No, His Majesty didn't give any orders, no, his consciousness became a little more lucid, looking at the stone ground almost touching his nose, Zi Qiyuan finally understood what happened, did he not kneel down?

His heart was filled with great fear, and he tried hard to stand up and kneel, but found that it was futile, the whole back seemed to be not his own, and he couldn't feel anything except pain, his brain gave orders desperately, a The arms also tried their best to support it, but the whole body remained motionless.

He was extremely desperate, get up, get up and kneel... Please... get up... woo... The look in his eyes gradually shattered, and he no longer dared to imagine His Majesty's face.

In fact, Zhan Yixuan's expression was not ugly, seeing Zi Qiyuan's body unconsciously curled up on the ground and twitching, struggling to get up but unable to get up, Zhan Yixuan's expression was very calm, Since he hit with all his strength, he naturally knew that Zi Qiyuan would react like this.

And this is already much better than he expected, Zi Qiyuan actually still has the consciousness to get up and kneel, Zhan Yize imagined that he would be awake at this time, which is already good.

So the body of the Dragon Clan is so strong that it is terrifying. Although he does not use spiritual power, the Sin Gold Rod is a divine weapon after all. Zi Qiyuan also does not need spiritual power to resist it, and he can still think after being hit by 25 rods, huh, but next, Not anymore.

"If you can't get up, just lie down." Zhan Yize's voice could not hear any joy or anger.

Zi Qiyuan knew that he would never be able to get up. Although he was terrified, he immediately adjusted his body, supported his arms, and knelt down on the ground.

He is in good shape, kneeling on the ground at this time, the scars on his back are particularly conspicuous, there is a kind of bloody beauty, his head droops tamely, his gentle and handsome face is stained with dust and blood, his expression is painful but docile, it is easy to make people Produce sadistic pleasure.

Zhan Yize pursed his lips, walked to the side of Zi Qiyuan's body, swung the sinful golden stick, and smashed it down mercilessly. That's right, it really hit it this time. The wooden stick hit the bone, sending out With the dull sound, Zi Qiyuan's body trembled badly, and his already numb body felt pain enough to drive people crazy again.

The pain spread from the bones to the limbs. The pain was so painful that the taste of stomach acid came out of his mouth. He gritted his teeth and let the sweat drip down, mixing with the blood from his head.

The second stick, the third stick, one stick was more powerful than the last. Zi Qiyuan felt that his internal organs had shifted, and his stomach was overwhelmed. He couldn't help vomiting, but he just coughed up some blood foam.

In the fourth stick, his sanity became more and more blurred, the only thing he could feel was the ubiquitous pain in his body, even his weak breathing brought out strands of pain, and his eyes turned black for a while.

The fifth rod...Zi Qiyuan finally couldn't hold on anymore, his body collapsed, his forehead fell to the ground, and he passed out completely.

Thirty rods have been struck.

Zhan Yize looked at the man who was almost soaked in a pool of blood in silence. He thought he couldn't hold on, but he didn't expect to pass out after the last blow.

Zi Qiyuan really didn't forget any of the rules he taught.

Zhan Yize couldn't help but think about what kind of belief it was that supported Zi Qiyuan's almost pious attitude.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't know many things, he just doesn't talk about them.

Zi Qiyuan's mind has been clearly expressed since his previous life, but just because he knows it, he believes that Zi Qiyuan can also understand it, and understand that he can't get a response.

And what happened in this world was a blunder, but even though the facts could not be changed, he still struggled to climb in front of him... This kind of mood was inexplicably similar to his feelings towards the Fox Clan... Obviously so desperate, vaguely knowing that things can't be done, but still let yourself believe in hope, and believe that you can go against the sky.

Tenderness flashed in Zhan Yize's peach blossom eyes, the fox family, the nine-tailed fox family, that was the obsession he could not let go of that he had become a demon in two lifetimes.

So he can understand and clearly know Zi Qiyuan's mood, so he feels that he can give him a chance... because he wants to see, in the face of fate, in the face of irreversible facts, whether this person can struggle successfully .

A trace of wantonness flashed in Zhan Yize's eyes. He liked stories about going against the sky. If Zi Qiyuan succeeded, he could stay and watch him succeed; if Zi Qiyuan failed, he would disappear forever. Continue to fight against this fate.

No one can change his will, everything can only be chosen by him, the fox clan is his property; this battle is his game, he will fight it according to his own mood .