At this moment, Shangguan Yi'er and Elder Ge noticed Zhao Wuqi in the corner.
"Zhao Wuqi, no wonder..."
Shangguan Yi'er and Elder Ge had just realized that they knew Zhao Wuqi's character very well.
It would make sense to say that Zhao Wuqi framed Mu Yu.
No wonder Yan Lingfei and his Zixiao Pavilion disciples were so angry at the moment.
At this time, Yan Lingfei's senior brother also roughly understood what had just happened, and said with an apologetic politeness: "Elder Ge, Miss Shangguan, my junior sister is not sensible, I hope you can forgive me."
However, Yan Lingfei's violent temper could not bear what happened.
She appeared in front of Zhao Wuqi like a flying bird and slapped him on the face.
Zhao Wuqi's body was instantly shot out, spinning several times in the air before falling hard to the ground.
A red and swollen fingerprint appeared on his cheek, and there was a trace of bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth. At this time, he looked at Yan Lingfei with a horrified expression.
"Elder Ge, Junior Sister Shangguan, help me." Zhao Wuqi begged.
Seeing Zhao Wuqi taking the blame on himself, Shangguan Yi'er and Elder Ge didn't feel any sympathy at all.
"Pa bang bang..."
"Ah... it hurts..."
Yan Lingfei didn't want to let Zhao Wuqi go so easily. He slapped Zhao Wuqi's face with a jade hand at a very high frequency, and Zhao Wuqi couldn't help but wail.
At this moment, Zhao Wuqi's face was swollen like a pig's head, and his skin was as purple as an eggplant, which had been beaten to pieces.
Several of Zhao Wuqi's party members also turned pale with fright and trembled, fearing that it would be their turn next.
At this time Shangguan Yier walked over and stood in front of Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuqi thought that Shangguan Yi'er was here to comfort him, and he was quite moved. A bright smile appeared on his deformed face, and he said: "Junior sister, I know that you are the only one who treats me well."
Shangguan Yi'er announced without emotion: "You have violated the rules of our sect by slandering your fellow disciples. When you return to the sect, you will be burned with ten thousand fires."
Zhao Wuqi's smile suddenly froze, his face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
The punishment of burning with fire is really fatal. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will be like a useless person.
"No! I don't accept it!" Zhao Wuqi shouted hoarsely.
"Really?" Shangguan Yi'er waved his hand, and several disciples from the Wuliang Sect Law Enforcement Hall came up and punched and kicked Zhao Wuqi, leaving him bruised and covered in blood.
At this moment he no longer dared to resist.
Since the head of the Wuliang Sect came out of seclusion, he has suppressed the reactionaries of the Zhao family with strong means.
At this time, the Zhao family was like a docile kitten, not daring to have any intention of seizing power.
After Zhao Wuqi lost the power of the Zhao family, he could no longer help others, and other disciples were no longer afraid of Zhao Wuqi.
At this moment, being able to beat Zhao Wuqi wildly made them feel extremely happy.
After fighting for a while, the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall took Zhao Wuqi out who had fainted.
Shangguan Yi'er once again set his sights on the few Zhao Wuqi's henchmen. They were shocked and immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Hmph! Although you are not the mastermind, you are indifferent to Zhao Wuqi's frame-up of Junior Brother Mu. After you return, go to the Law Enforcement Hall to receive three hundred lashes each." Shangguan Yi'er said.
"Thank you, Junior Sister Shangguan, for showing mercy."
They all breathed a sigh of relief. Although the three hundred lashes were painful enough to make them lie in bed for half a month, at least their lives were saved.