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Too little spiritual power will be countered by the spiritual whip, strengthening the power of the whip.

If he was lucky enough, Li Yuan would have absorbed the spiritual power he had transported, and the whip would hurt even more on his buttocks.

Shen Yuexiu used more power, wanted to break free from the shackles, Li Yuan forcibly absorbed it, and then used the absorbed power to forcefully apply pressure.

Under the silver phoenix mask, the lips as thin as white cherry blossoms were dyed bright red, and she didn't give up even when she vomited blood. Shen Yuexiu only felt that Li Yuan was desperate and crazy just to hold him down.

Shen Yuexiu always felt that he gave her a familiar and strange feeling.

He no longer used his spiritual power, and thought about it, just let it go, so as not to kill him.

The young master held the whip tightly in his hand, and slammed it on him ruthlessly.

Sweat dripped from Shen Yuexiu's face, her breathing became trembling, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she called softly, "Brother."

This sound did not bring sympathy, but a more violent whip.

Time passed very quickly, Shen Yuexiu only felt that the days were like years, the pain would not be blurred at all, it would only drive him crazy.

Want to resist, want to break free, tell myself to bear it again every time.

I don't know how many whips I have received, and the person holding the whip behind my back has changed. This moment of handover is the best time to escape.

And he was so numb from the pain that he didn't even have time to think, or use his spiritual power to resist.

Just leaning on the table, motionless, the whip was cold and hard, stronger than it was just now.

His throat was already hoarse and painful, and he blinked his eyes, very weak and pitiful.

Suddenly, the young master let go of his hand. He thought he was relieved, and just stood up, his waist, buttocks and thighs seemed to be pricked by red-hot needles.

Li Yuan wrapped the whip around his neck and flicked it hard, Shen Yuexiu hit the pillar with her whole back and rolled on the ground.

Shen Yuexiu was suffocating with the pain in her waist, buttocks and legs, and there was no room for a slight buffer, and Li Yuan's whip hit him in the face.

Shen Yuexiu subconsciously stretched out her arms to protect her, but the whip hit his arm, causing another burst of pain.

The whip is like a storm and a hailstorm.

Shen Yuexiu had forgotten to use her powerful spiritual power to resist him, and the pain in her body went straight to his mind.

"How many more?" Shen Yuexiu asked with a trembling voice and a trace of anger.

"Eight whips." Li Yuan stopped, stepped back, wrapped the whip around his waist, and stood aside.

Shen Yuexiu lay on her side, adjusting her breathing.

The young master walked over slowly, Shen Yuexiu's body moved back, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.

The young master squatted down slowly, holding a white handkerchief in his hand, he lifted the hair lying on his face with his fingers, and brought it to his ears.

Then with a white handkerchief, gently wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"It's pitiful, but I don't feel bad at all, and I'm very happy." The young master's voice was calm, warm and cold.

Shen Yuexiu raised her arm with great effort, and opened his hand, with a trace of coldness in her eyes: "Isn't this punishment?"

"Whether it is punishment or not, I alone have the final say. If you want to hit you, just make excuses, this is to show the authority of the Palace Master."

"There is no next time for you." Shen Yuexiu looked at him and said.

"If you have the ability, you leave Shen Mo's house. If you don't, just listen to me obediently." The eldest young master hooked his chin, making him look at himself: "Repent in this room for a day and a night, and then return to your own yard. Play it safe."

Shen Yuexiu turned her head slightly and closed her eyes.

Seeing this, the young master sneered, turned and left.

Li Yuan followed closely, and after the two went out, the door was closed, only the sound of metal clashing was heard from the door, and the door was locked.

There were no candles in the room, and it was dark.

Shen Yuexiu looked at the pitch-black environment, her body was cold with a trace of fear and she couldn't adapt, she couldn't help but draw her spiritual power in her palm.

Immediately, countless small light spots transformed into his hands and flew towards the air, lighting up the whole room like fireflies glowing white.

Shen Yuexiu took a deep breath, straightened her clothes, wiped the ground with a white cloth, sat cross-legged, frowning slightly.

It was so painful that Shen Yuexiu took off her coat and lay down on the ground.

This is a pain in the flesh, and it can't be relieved much by using spiritual power. The painful Shen Yuexiu is angry and has a trace of anxiety.

Why did his eldest brother become like this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

After a day and a night, the door was opened, Shen Yuexiu got up, Gan Yang took a piece of clothing and walked in, put it on his body, and then snatched the coat from his hand that was spread on the floor.

After Shen Yuexiu put on her clothes, Ganyang asked, "Do you want to help me?"

"Yes." Shen Yuexiu replied, Qianyang frowned slightly, walked up to him, stretched out his hand to help him walk, and muttered: "I thought you would be brave."

"You are the one who loves to be brave." The two of them walked out the door slowly, Shen Yuexiu walked with a limp, Ganyang pressed his waist lightly, Shen Yuexiu suffered from the pain, and stopped talking.

The servants on the road, Kong Nu, couldn't help but have a strange look in their eyes, and some of them didn't know the second young master yet.

But when I knew Gan Yang, I just looked at it with straight eyes, and when Gan Yang stared, I didn't dare to look more.

Knowing Shen Yuexiu, she saluted him slightly, and Shen Yuezi nodded lightly in return.

I thought in my heart that I would end the journey back soon and return to my yard.

Seven days later, Shen Yuexiu had almost recovered. During this period, the Eldest Young Master did not visit him, but there were more guards at the gate of the courtyard.

The young master originally said that he would come every three days at least, and at most seven days. It has been so many days, and the young master has not come to see him, which made him feel a little flustered.

He obviously beat himself so hard, he shouldn't have thought of him coming, but time can dispel his hatred for the young master, after all, he is his own elder brother.

For some reason, I still hope that he can take a look at me, show concern, ask him if it still hurts, and feel faintly disappointed.

He sat on a chair and looked out the door. He couldn't read books or anything.

Suddenly, a wave of energy appeared in the courtyard, Shen Yuexiu looked outside vigilantly, and saw a ball of white light gradually turning into a person, that person held a letter in his hand and shot towards him.

Shen Yuexiu raised her hand to catch the letter, but the people in the yard had disappeared.

Shen Yuexiu opened the letter, took out the paper inside, and it was written: Li Qifu, Qingfeng Mountain, dangerous, come quickly.

Shen Yuexiu was frightened, thinking of the stone monster who had cultivated for thousands of years in Qingfeng Mountain. She fought with it until her spiritual power was exhausted, and then fell into a coma. harm.

Could it be that the mountain rock monster woke up, and Li Qifu was connected with his blood. If he met Li Qifu, he would definitely be able to sense that the mountain rock monster was stubborn and uneducated.

He might be angry with his brother. Li Qifu has not cultivated spiritual power, and his force is low. He must be vulnerable and very dangerous.

Who was it that sent the letter to him?

No matter who it is, let's act first, and now he is not what he used to be, and he will definitely be able to defeat the mountain rock monster alone.

After Shen Yuexiu made a simple explanation with Ganyang, she stepped on the roof and headed out of the mansion with excellent lightness kung fu.

Fangshang Anren didn't stop him, just watched him pass by him, and then moved quickly like a ghost, towards the new Palace Master.