Yin Buqi said: "Why should I punish him? He was the one who provoked me first, so he deserves to die."
"Yin Buqi, shut up!" Jiang Niannian interrupted him.
Canghua Sword Master wanted to say something but was interrupted by Jiang Niannian: "I have a lot of responsibility for the misconduct of the disciples. I have made up my mind, execute them."
Since we have come down to earth, we must abide by the rules of the human world.
She is the way of heaven, so she should not break the rules.
The twisted curve at the corner of Yin Buqi's mouth slowly receded, and his eyes turned slightly red: "Master?!"
For a moment, everyone looked at Jiang Niannian with awe.
Jiang Niannian is so beautiful, like a cloud, with a sense of ethereal alienation
Seeing that she had a very good attitude and didn't look like she was going to run away, the disciples couldn't help but speak to her in a gentler tone: "My Immortal Lord, please follow us."
"Master, I will take responsibility for what I have done!" Yin Buqi stepped forward and tried to stop Jiang Niannian, but she tied him up tightly with the immortal rope.
"Master! Let me go!"
All his cultivation was restricted. Yin Buqi was like a bloodthirsty trapped beast, struggling with gritted teeth. But even though veins on his forehead bulged and cold sweat broke out all over his body, the rope still did not loosen at all.
Jiang Niannian was tied to the Panlong Pillar.
"Even if the disciple made a mistake and the master was punished, each person should bear half of it. Why did this Immortal Lord bear it all by himself?"
"One bone-hardening nail is enough to severely damage the vitality of a cultivator."
"Not to mention ten, it would be like being tortured to death!"
"How come this Immortal Lord, who looks at Qingfeng Mingyue, accepted such a disciple?"
"Alas, a piece of holy white paper has been stained with a stain."
Everyone was talking at once.
Yin Buqi was still struggling desperately, and his face turned pale when he heard these words.
They said that he was a stain, a stain on Master.
In the past few years, he always asked his master this question. In fact, it was not because he wanted to know what benefits his master could get from him, but simply because he was inferior. He really couldn't figure out why his good master, such a good person, accepted him as a disciple.
Through her sweaty eyelashes, she could vaguely see Jiang Niannian's elegant figure with her black hair falling and her white clothes fluttering.
A huge panic surged in my chest. I suddenly felt scared.
From the age of eight, he had no tears and no fear.
But now, these emotions suddenly came over him, as if to destroy his heart.
"Master! Please don't hurt my Master! I was wrong! I admit it, punish me, punish me!!!"
He screamed heartbreakingly.
Hidden Flower Sword Master ignored him and said coldly: "Execute."
With a "puff" sound, two bone-hardening nails penetrated into Jiang Niannian's shoulder and palm one after another.
But Jiang Niannian just frowned and said nothing.
Although she is the way of heaven, she is still a mortal when she comes to the human world and cannot avoid pain.
Someone in the crowd said, "These two nails are called skinning and bone removal."
“Master! Ahhhh! Let me go! I will kill anyone who touches my Master! I will kill you all!”
Yin Buqi's pupils sank slightly and became unclear, as if he was a caged wild beast.