The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

Xiaojing is really sitting on pins and needles, like a light on his back, like a thorn in his throat.

Unable to sit down at all, Huo Ran stood up.

He wanted to say something, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Instead, it was Elder Xuanzhen who spoke first: "Since you have entered the sect of Wuji Dao Sect, although you haven't officially become a teacher yet, you should abide by the sect's rules in the mountains. You will no longer be as indulgent as you used to be."

Xiaojing didn't say a word.

Xindao, Yue Wuchen would not listen to what he said, let alone others.

He seems to be a stray dog ​​on the street now, whoever wants to come over and step on it.

Anyone who doesn't like him can come over and say something.

Whether you know him or not, even if you meet him for the first time, you can scold him so condescendingly.

Xiaojing didn't know how long he would have to suffer this kind of grievance.

I just feel as if I've been put in a cover and bound by rules and regulations.

Once he accidentally crosses the line, he will be reprimanded by others.

He didn't want to live this kind of life, and immediately had the urge to escape from this place quickly.

But it was as if roots had taken root under his feet, and he couldn't move.

Elder Xuanzhen saw that his reaction was so slow and his expression was so dull, so he looked pretty good, but he was not a good look either, he was a man and a woman, not a good look.

Immediately, he hesitated a little, and asked the disciple beside him uncertainly: "Is this person really brought back by the suzerain from outside?"

The disciple next to him respectfully said: "Yes, it is absolutely true, I dare not lie."

In this way, Elder Xuanzhen showed a disappointed expression, shook his head and sighed for a long time. Although he didn't say anything, it gave people a very obvious feeling.

That is, he looked down on the boy in front of him.

He felt that the young man in front of him would not be able to make a difference, and he was not worthy of being a direct disciple of Wuji Dao Sect.

After a while, Elder Xuanzhen said again: "It seems that this matter is not very appropriate now, and it needs to be discussed again."

Xiaojing clenched his fist subconsciously, and suddenly understood what it meant.

It means that he is not qualified to worship Yue Wuchen as his teacher, Yue Wuchen made an inappropriate decision on this matter and needs to discuss it again.

But in fact, it wasn't that Xiaojing was so sullen, hugging Yue Wuchen's thigh, crying and begging, that he had to come to Wuji Daozong.

It is clear that Yue Wuchen has been pestering him all the time, admonishing and lobbying him in every possible way that he must come to Wuji Daozong!

Not only Elder Xuanzhen.

Although the rest of the disciples around didn't speak, they inevitably showed some doubts. They looked at Xiaojing, and they seemed to be questioning him, what kind of ability he had.

He would be favored by Yue Wuchen and accepted as his own disciple.

Xiao Jing's breathing soon became difficult, and he paused every word, earnestly said: "If you want to be punished, you can be punished, if you want to be beaten, you can be beaten, why do you need to say more?"

After hearing this, Elder Xuanzhen hesitated for a while before saying: "Trespassing into the forbidden area in the mountain without permission, according to the rules of the door, you have to be subject to a twenty-foot commandment, it can make people's skin bruised, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

Xiaojing's eyes were firm, and he didn't show any timidity.

Seeing this, Elder Xuanzhen had a thought, and suddenly thought of trying him.

Then the coercion was released suddenly, and the spiritual power quickly spread to Xiaojing's surroundings like a flood.

Seeing this, Shen Qingyuan hurriedly made a move to stop him, saying: "No! He has no cultivation level, and he doesn't know how to use spells!"

"You don't have to worry about it!"

Elder Xuanzhen said so, and he was very measured in his actions.

It's not really to hurt Xiaojing seriously, but just to see how brave he is.

Let's see if Xiaojing is really not afraid at all, as he himself said.

He raised his hand and surrounded Xiao Jing with spiritual power. The strong coercion made everyone's hearts tense, and they were almost out of breath.

Elder Xuanzhen waved his hand casually, and a long needle transformed from spiritual power pierced Xiaojing's eyes.

Shen Qingyuan exclaimed subconsciously: "No!"

But Xiaojing didn't move at all, and even his eyelids didn't tremble, and his eyes were fixed on the long needle that struck in front of him.

When it was only an inch away from his eyeball, the long needle scattered with a puff.

"It's a lot of guts."

Elder Xuanzhen finally discovered Xiaojing's strengths, he is neither humble nor overbearing, extremely calm when encountering situations, and very calm and composed.

Just from this point of view, he does have a bit of Lin Jing's courage back then.

Xiao Jingshen breathed out, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Elder Xuanzhen, for being merciful!"

"good."

Elder Xuanzhen rarely gave a good evaluation, but he didn't make things difficult for Xiaojing.

After all, he is the suzerain's direct disciple, so it's not his turn to take care of it.

I just don't know, Lin Jing still has the qualifications he had back then.

Elder Xuanzhen wanted to test Xiaojing again, but Yue Wuchen had already arrived.

He dismissed this idea for the time being.

Tong Yue Wuchen nodded, Elder Xuanzhen said: "Qingyuan was implicated by that child, otherwise, with his character, he would not have dared to trespass into the clean room. Before that, he had already been severely punished for what happened at the foot of the mountain. It's up to him, I think, just let it go. Why bother with a child?"

The child he was talking about was Xiaojing.

The disciples beside him didn't know Xiaojing's real identity, but the elders in the mountain already knew it.

For the events of the past, I feel a little bit guilty, but now I see that things are different, and the forest scene in front of me is not the forest scene at that time.

There are only a few days left before the apprenticeship ceremony, so one thing more is worse than one thing less.

Yue Wuchen didn't intend to blame Xiaojing for this kind of thing.

It's just that these disciples didn't know the details, enforced the law impartially, and brought Xiaojing here.

Yue Wuchen suddenly remembered that at the beginning, Lin Jing was implicated by Shen Qingyuan, and he was punished even more severely afterwards.

Now that the world is turned upside down, if he just let Shen Qingyuan off lightly, wouldn't it be unfair in front of Xiaojing?

If Lin Jing found out, I don't know how sad it would be.

Even his own teacher is unfair and partial.

After thinking about it like this, Yue Wuchen said: "No forgiveness, similar things happened in the past, and there was no forgiveness, and of course I can't forgive now."

He turned his head and asked indifferently: "Qing Yuan, do you know your mistake?"

Shen Qingyuan said: "I know I was wrong, I am willing to be punished, but Xiaojing did it unintentionally, and I hope Master can forgive him, I am willing to be punished for him, I beg Master for permission!"

After Xiaojing heard this, he didn't want to owe Shen Qingyuan any favors at all. In his heart, there was nothing he dared to admit when he was wrong, and he would not lie either.

Dang even raised his head, and said seriously: "I don't need others to bear it for me, it's my fault, I will definitely admit it!"

After saying that, Xiaojing gritted his teeth and said in his heart, he must not be looked down upon.

Even if the bones are broken later, you have to clench your teeth tightly, and you can't make a sound, which makes people laugh.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Jing followed Shen Qingyuan's example, lifted his robe, and knelt side by side with him.

Seeing this, Elder Xuanzhen nodded secretly again, thinking, he was slow in responding, it can only be said that he was born relatively dull, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Whoever died miserably in the previous life, I am afraid that his spiritual wisdom will not be much better.

Now that Lin Jing can come back with all his needs and needs, it is already very good.

As for other aspects, the future is long, just teach slowly.

But if you dare not admit your mistakes, or try to shirk responsibility in every possible way, you have a problem with your conduct.

When ordinary people enter this place, there is no one who is not afraid.

Even some direct disciples from the sect would turn pale with fright when they came here.

Elder Xuanzhen saw that Xiaojing's face was normal, and he didn't show any timidity. It's quite rare to be so calm at a young age.

Dang even feels that the present Lin Jing is not completely worthless.

If you make a conclusion about a child too early, it seems too narrow-minded.

But he didn't bother with this matter too much, after all, he was Yue Wuchen's apprentice.

Yue Wuchen felt a little headache and thought, Xiaojing's temper is too stubborn.

In this way, it would be hard to convince the crowd if they were not punished, and if they were punished, he really couldn't bear it.

But door rules are door rules, so it's not easy to break them.

Yue Wuchen thought for a while and said: "I just entered the Taoist sect because of you, and I don't know the gate rules in the mountain, and I broke into the clean room by accident, then I will punish you for copying the gate rules ten times by hand, that's all."

After a pause, his eyes turned to Shen Qingyuan again, "As for you, although you were implicated, do you still remember that when you were young, once the curfew was over in the mountains, you insisted on going down the mountain, implicating your fellow disciples, and killing you?" He received twenty precepts, and he was fined to go to the back mountain to kneel all night?"

Shen Qingyuan naturally remembered, he remembered this very clearly.

At that time, he was still young and had a high temper. He felt that he had been contradicted by his junior, and he held a grudge because of it.

Afterwards, he even "reported his personal revenge".

Picking the bones in the egg, picking on Lin Jing's faults in every possible way, using chicken feathers as arrows, and wantonly punishing Lin Jing.

Knowing that the gate rule in the mountain is to start at Mao and sleep at Hai, Lin Jing was punished to practice calligraphy, and he was not allowed to sleep until he finished writing a hundred large characters.

Lin Jing was very young at that time, but he was already very obedient and sensible.

He didn't dispute this, he wrote a hundred large characters without sleep all night, and read it early the next day under Shen Qingyuan's supervision.

At that time, Shen Qingyuan was merciless in beating Lin Jing, and the three-finger-wide red sandalwood ruler was very heavy, and he usually punished him not three or five times, but three or fifty.

Hit Xiao Linjing's slender and small palm until it became red and swollen, and the palm was swollen like two steamed buns, shiny and shiny.

Although the skin is not broken, the flesh underneath is actually smashed.

I can't even hold a pen.

At that time, Lin Jing used a spoon to eat, and he couldn't hold the food with chopsticks.

When practicing the sword, the palm of the hand was ground to blood by the hilt.

He didn't go back to Lin's house for a while, and only said that he was busy with his cultivation recently, so he kept silent to his elder brother and said that he was being made things difficult by his fellow disciples.

Never even filed a complaint in front of Master, never.

Now that the world is turned upside down, Shen Qingyuan finally tasted the feeling of being implicated by others.

He pursed his lips, and the corner of his eyes couldn't help falling on Xiaojing.

I hope Xiaojing can be moved, even if it is a symbolic intercession for him.

But Xiaojing was not moved, and was quite calm.

He even turned around, opened a pair of clear eyes, as if waiting to see how Shen Qingyuan would be punished.

This look is too similar to Lin Jing.

Under this gaze, Shen Qingyuan even had the illusion that even if Xiaojing wanted his life, he would give it to him without hesitation.

Shen Qingyuan didn't say anything, first took off his outer robe, folded it neatly and put it aside, then nodded to the disciple holding the ruler beside him.

After thinking about it, he still said to Xiaojing: "It may be a little scary, you should turn your head away."

Unexpectedly, Xiaojing looked at him fixedly, and said with straight eyes, "I want to see."

Before the words were finished, the ruler was drawn against Shen Qingyuan's back.

With a bang, there was a dull sound, as if it hit the bone directly.

In just one moment, Shen Qingyuan's face changed drastically, and the blood on his face faded instantly.

Blood spots spread from the thin clothes.

A disciple nearby reported the number: "One!"

Xiaojing also trembled subconsciously, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

Although he just watched Shen Qingyuan being beaten, but for some reason, his spine also started to ache.

But he was afraid because he was afraid, and he couldn't help but look up.

Looking at Shen Qingyuan's face with great interest, watching the pained look gradually appear on his face.

I don't know why, Xiao Jing felt refreshed when he saw Shen Qingyuan in pain.

I feel very refreshing for no reason.

I feel very comfortable from the bottom of my heart.

He didn't even dare to blink, for fear of missing any facial expression of Shen Qingyuan.

Xiaojing didn't understand why he had a habit of watching others being beaten, but he just liked watching, there was no other reason.

The twenty rulers were crackled.very fast.

I haven't watched it at all, Xiaojing was secretly looking forward to whether Shen Qingyuan would choke up in pain.

The result is not.

He also felt a little disappointed.

"Thank you, Master, for the punishment."

Shen Qingyuan took a deep breath, stood up and cupped his hands at Yue Wuchen, and couldn't help looking at Xiaojing again from the corner of his eyes.

Seeing that Xiaojing seemed a little disappointed, his heart skipped a beat.

Before he had time to think about it, Yue Wuchen said: "Go to the back mountain to punish yourself and kneel, and this matter will come to an end."

Then he led Xiaojing back.

As soon as the door was closed, the two opened their mouths at the same time.

"Are you hurt?"

"When will you start copying the door rules?"

As soon as the words fell, both of them froze at the same time.

Compared with copying the door rules, Yue Wuchen cares more about whether Xiaojing is injured.

But in Xiaojing's view, copying the house rules is more important than asking Yue Wuchen if there was anything wrong last night.

Yue Wuchen secretly sighed, comforting himself silently, the future will be long, and it would be nice to spend more time together.

Originally, the relationship between the two was very tense, but now there is no tension, and Xiao Jing is not arguing with him red-faced, it is already very good.

He has no other demands on Xiaojing.

"Don't worry, I saw some scratches on your hands before, please apply some medicine."

Yue Wuchen said softly, walked slowly to the front of the cabinet, opened a drawer, and took out a bottle of wound medicine from a pile of bottles and jars.

Then he walked straight to Xiaojing.

I took his hand, looked through it a few times, and saw that it was just a little scratch, but it was actually nothing serious.

But Yue Wuchen really wanted to help Xiaojing take medicine.

Once, he didn't have time to help Lin Jing take the medicine, which made him suffer for seven years.

Now that he finally had the opportunity, he didn't want to miss it again.

Xiao Jing was so dazed, his palms soon became cool.

It didn't hurt at first, but if it was a little later, the wound would be gone.

It doesn't matter.

However, Yue Wuchen seemed quite nervous.

At this moment, Xiao Jing felt that in Yue Wuchen's eyes, he seemed to be a priceless treasure, even if he lost a single hair, it would make Yue Wuchen sad.

"As for the door rules, there is no time limit for you, you just copy it slowly."

Xiao Jing immediately caught the key words in his words, blinked his eyes, and asked, "What do you mean, there is no time limit for me? Is there any time limit for others?"

Yue Wuchen said: "Yes."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't take special care of you. It's just that you didn't grow up in the mountains since you were young. I'm afraid that your handwriting is not very neat. You can just copy it slowly. Try not to copy a word wrong."

When it was time to finish, Xiaojing didn't remember whether he could write or not.

This is a very serious problem.

He can't even write characters, let alone copy the rules of the house. He can't even copy them well.

Immediately, he felt a headache, and Xiaojing subconsciously raised his hand to rest his forehead.

"What's wrong with you? Headache? Or is it uncomfortable? Does it hurt here? Let me see."

Yue Wuchen misunderstood that Xiao Jing had a headache, so he quickly pushed Xiao Jing's hand away, pressed Xiao Jing's head, and pushed his forehead hair away, wanting to check if there was any injury on his head.

After careful searching several times, no trauma was found.

Yue Wuchen's heart sank again, the internal injury was far more serious than the external injury.

Without saying a word, he pulled Xiao Jing's wrist and felt for his pulse.

Except for some lack of energy and blood, there is still nothing.

"I'm fine, my head doesn't hurt."

Xiaojing pulled his hand back awkwardly, not quite used to Yue Wuchen's two faces.

Mingyue Wuchen is serious and indifferent in front of outsiders.

But being with him in private seemed to be a different person.

This made Xiao Jing feel a little uncomfortable.

I always feel like I am dreaming, and when I wake up, he is a stray dog ​​that no one likes again.

Xiaojing didn't want to spoil herself too much, for fear that one day she would fall into it unconsciously.

Forcing himself to ignore Yue Wuchen's kindness to him, Xiaojing whispered: "Then I will copy now."

He died early and passed away early, anyway, he would copy it sooner or later, and he didn't want to be special, otherwise he would inevitably attract the cold eyes of other disciples in the mountains in the future.

Yue Wuchen listened, and had no choice but to let him go.

A very thick booklet was handed over.

Xiao Jing was taken aback for a moment, then took the booklet, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the booklet fell to the ground.

Rolled out, rolled all the way to the door of the room, and finally stopped.

Xiaojing looked at the densely packed small characters on it, his eyes were dazzled, his head hurt, and he almost fainted.

Kill him, right now!

"So many?! How many are there?!"

Xiaojing was astonished and authentic, his first reaction was whether Yue Wuchen deliberately made things difficult for him, how could there be so many rules in the mountains?

If he copied this ten times, both of his paws would be useless! ! !

"It's not a lot," Yue Wuchen glanced over and said in a very casual tone, "It's only five thousand 210 two."

Xiaojing: "..."

Kill him, right now!

Is it time to run now?

He doesn't want to be a teacher anymore, he just needs to think about eating tree roots and bark from now on, and obeying so many school rules.

Xiao Jing only felt his eyes darken, and almost fainted on the spot.

Yue Wuchen saw that his face was not very good-looking, and comforted him from the side: "You can copy as much as you can, there is no time limit, it's just for self-cultivation... Forget it, if you can memorize it, you don't need to copy it. how?"

how is it?

How about asking him?

Is this kind of thing negotiable?

But the problem is... Xiaojing can't memorize it either.

Headache.

Xiao Jing said with a sad face: "Then I, try my best."

"Ah."

Yue Wuchen responded, then his face turned pale, and he couldn't help coughing violently again.

It was also at this moment that Xiaojing realized that Yue Wuchen's complexion was very pale, as if he was lying in a coffin and hadn't seen the sun for 100 years.

His complexion was a sickly pale.

It seemed that the vertical line between the brows became more and more red.

"I'll see you later."

Yue Wuchen seemed to have something else to do, turned around and left after leaving this sentence.

Xiaojing looked at his back, twitched the corners of his lips, and wanted to ask him many times if he was better.

But in the end did not speak.

A monk as powerful as Yue Wuchen would also suffer from pain and be plagued by illnesses.It's amazing.

Xiaojing didn't take this matter too seriously.

Go to the table and sit down cross-legged, take the brush, and prepare to copy the door rules.

Fortunately, he can write, and the writing is not so beautiful, but it is still passable.

Thinking about "early death and early rebirth", Xiaojing copied the family rules to such an extent that he forgot to sleep and eat.

Even when Minyan came to bring him food at night, he couldn't help but persuade him from the side: "Little senior brother, don't be too tired, rest for a while before copying, eat something first, or your body won't be able to bear it. "

Xiaojing glanced at it, and the grass roots and turf sent over had no appetite at all.

If he continued to eat such meals, he would starve to death one day sooner or later.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Min Yan didn't say any more.

After a night, Xiaojing was so exhausted that he fell asleep at the desk.

The next day, Shen Qingyuan came to visit him while holding on to his pain.

He knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered, so he was afraid that Xiaojing would sneak out again by himself. When he opened the door, he was lying on the table, sleeping soundly.

The moment Shen Qingyuan saw Xiaojing, it seemed that the dark clouds above his head had dispersed a lot.

I don't feel so much pain anymore.

He walked over slowly, leaned closer to Xiaojing, and saw that Xiaojing's face was still stained with ink, and the brush in his hand hadn't been put down yet.

Unable to bear a slight smile, Shen Qingyuan sat cross-legged next to Xiaojing.

Carefully broke Xiaojing's hand and took off the brush.

Then he took out a handkerchief and wiped off the ink on Xiao Jing's face.

After finishing all this, Shen Qingyuan picked up the gate rules that Xiaojing had copied for a closer look.

After all, Xiao Jing is not the original Lin Jing, and the writing of this word is really unsatisfactory.

Although compared with ordinary people, it is not bad, quite neat, but compared with the original Lin Jing, it is obvious.

If Lin Jing had written the characters like this, then Lin Jing would not have to sleep for at least three nights.

But now that times have changed, Shen Qingyuan not only doesn't feel that Xiaojing is careless, but feels that he has already worked very hard.

He has no demands on Xiao Jing anymore, and he also knows that he is not qualified to dictate to Xiao Jing any more.

Besides, Xiao Jing never listened to his instructions.

Shen Qingyuan picked up the scattered papers on the ground, and then stacked them neatly.

After thinking about it, I decided to help Xiaojing.

So I imitated Xiaojing's handwriting, and then copied it.

Cultivators are different from ordinary people after all.

Every time Xiaojing copied a few rules of the school, he had to pinch his hands, feeling his wrists were terribly sore.

But Shen Qingyuan didn't feel sore hands.

On the contrary, he is very happy to help Xiaojing do something.

Even if he is asked to go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, he will go.

He didn't ask Xiaojing to treat him respectfully and politely as before, and regard him as his own brother.

He didn't ask Xiaojing to be the same as before, he believed in him as a senior brother, and obeyed his words.

I just want Xiaojing to live a safe and happy life, and treat him like an ordinary person.

Xiaojing must have been exhausted last night and slept soundly. It seemed that it was almost noon and he hadn't woken up yet.

In one go, Shen Qingyuan copied all the family rules that Xiaojing hadn't finished copying down.

Afterwards, he folded the papers neatly and placed them beside Xiaojing, and left here quietly as if he had never been here before.

Unexpectedly, walking halfway, I happened to meet Minyan.

Min Yan held the lunch and said respectfully, "I've seen you, big brother."

"Well, Xiaojing——"

Now that Xiaojing is called "Jingxuan", if he calls Axuan directly, he seems quite close.Shen Qingyuan tried to call Xiaojing a few times before, but seeing that he didn't say anything, he just kept calling.

Compared with the name Ah Xuan, Xiao Jing seems to be the link between Lin Jing and Chang Xuan.

Whenever Shen Qingyuan thinks of the growth experience of "Chang Xuan", Shen Qingyuan is heartbroken, so naturally it is easier to call Xiaojing.

"He has been here for a few days, but is he still used to it?"

Min Yan said: "Returning to the senior brother, the young senior brother has a quiet temperament, he doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't often go out for a stroll, but he seems not used to the food in the mountains. He hasn't touched his chopsticks from last night to this morning."

After hearing this, Shen Qingyuan frowned subconsciously, the rules and regulations in the sect were strictly guarded, and the food was tasteless in the first place.

This reminded him of Lin Jing again.

I remembered that when Lin Jing was a little older, he couldn't get used to those meals, so he would rather eat steamed buns without eating vegetables.

Shen Qingyuan wasn't used to his problem at the time, and made him starve if he didn't eat, to see if Lin Jing could starve himself to death.

After being hungry for a few days, Xiao Linjing became obedient and ate whatever was given.

Even when he grows up later, when he goes back to Linjian Villa every now and then, he still has to keep the gate rules, and he can't eat meat or anything like that.

There is not much room for Lin Jing to choose.

Now that I think about it carefully, Shen Qingyuan actually doesn't know what Lin Jing likes or doesn't like.

Because if the things Lin Jing likes are not recognized by them, they will use various methods to force Lin Jing to give up.

And what Lin Jing doesn't like, if they agree with them, they will force Lin Jing to accept it in various ways.

No matter whether Lin Jing accepts it or not, he will accept it after some hard and soft tactics.

Many times, Shen Qingyuan felt that Lin Jing was neither a "living person", nor a "person".

It was the most powerful disciple cultivated by their Taoist sect, with an extremely sharp sword.

Lin Jing grew up in the expectation of everyone, and then died in the eyes of everyone's disappointment.

When it came, it was very small, such a small child, curled up in a small swaddle.

When he died, there was not even half a piece of clothing left.

Shen Qingyuan never thought that the most powerful disciple of Dao Sect would die in the snow.

Never thought about it.

He originally thought that Lin Jing would survive.

I thought Lin Jing would not die.

He once searched for it in the snow. After searching for a day and a night, he didn't even find half of Lin Jing's clothes, or any bone fragments.

All I saw was a meandering patch of red snow.

Everyone said that Lin Jing's body was eaten by crows.

In the end, Shen Qingyuan found Lin Jing's hairpin in the snow nest, and he selfishly hid the hairpin without telling anyone.

It is still hidden in his room.

Sleep with him every night.

Fortunately, this is the only way to retain the forest scenery that was not retained at the beginning.

"Forget it, it's fine if he doesn't eat, don't force him."

When Shen Qingyuan heard himself saying this, he didn't care about Min Yan's surprised expression.

All he wanted was to go down the mountain immediately, buy some food for Xiaojing and come back.

When Shen Qingyuan came back with the cakes he bought, he wanted to find Xiaojing full of joy.

But through the door, he saw Xiaojing tearing up paper, and there was already a hill beside him.

Shen Qingyuan carefully identified and found that the paper that Xiaojing tore up was all the rules of the house copied by him imitating Xiaojing's handwriting.

At this moment, it was in Xiaojing's hands, as if he was treating some garbage, he tore it up casually, and then threw it on the ground.

It was like tearing out a piece of Shen Qingyuan's sincerity, then throwing it on the ground and trampling on it, exactly the same.

Times have changed, the universe has been turned upside down, and mountains, rivers and rivers will meet again.

And Lin Jing is not the original Lin Jing after all.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Jing: Take your time, I will pull you down from the altar one by one and step into the mud nest, I will let you suffer the sins I have suffered, and suffer the hardships I have suffered.