After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

Chapter 467: Are you really going to rob the bag?

Although theoretically, she was the master and the other party was the servant, the other party's tone was clearly informing her rather than asking for leave.

"Ah good."

Shen Hualan responded blankly.

After spending a few days together, she realized that this child was not as helpless as she had thought when she first met her. On the contrary, for some reason, this child was very strong.

After Ling Miao informed Shen Hualan, he was about to turn around and leave.

At this time, Xiaoqing, who came out of the house, heard the noise outside. She looked at Shen Hualan with an unpleasant expression, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

"Miss... Sect Master Yan just sent someone to call you over. The person said that Sect Master Yan is waiting for you in the meeting hall."

Shen Hualan was stunned, and a trace of guilt flashed across her face.

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

Ling Miao, who had turned around and was about to leave, heard their conversation, frowned slightly, turned his head, looked at the two's ugly faces, and was silent for a few seconds.

Ling Miao: "Forget it, I'll go over and take a look too."

There is no way to hide what's going on on the faces of these two little girls.

Judging from Shen Hualan's expression, she must have done something wrong again, and it didn't look like a small matter.

Yan Qing looked like he had given up all feelings and love, and he seemed to dislike Shen Hualan, a love-brained lady.

If Yan Qing gets upset and wants someone to beat Shen Hualan, she might be able to help stop him. After all, although she can't figure out what kind of person Yan Qing is, she knows that he likes to beat people up when he is unhappy.

Alas, I didn't expect that these 100,000 high-quality spirit stones would be so hard to earn.
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half an hour.

Shen Hualan and the other two hurried to the meeting hall. As soon as they entered, they saw Yan Qing standing there with his hands behind his back.

He was accompanied by an attendant.

Shen Qi was not there, and Shen Qianwu was not there either after being beaten.

Hearing the noise coming from the door, Yan Qing turned around and looked coldly at Shen Hualan who was walking towards him.

Shen Hualan gritted her teeth, stood not far in front of Yan Qing, and saluted him.

"Master."

Upon hearing this, Yan Qing sneered, and anger appeared on his cold face.

"You still know that I am your master."

Shen Hualan was stunned.

The next second, a piece of letter was thrown at Shen Hualan's face and then fell to the ground.

Yan Qing: "Does it look familiar?"

Shen Hualan bit her lower lip and wanted to bend down to pick up the letter on the ground, but Yan Qing used his spiritual power to throw the letter farther away. She took a deep breath and gave up the idea of ​​picking up the letter.

“I wrote this to my Master.”

Seeing that Shen Hualan had no intention of defending herself, Yan Qing sneered again.

"Shen Hualan, what are you thinking about? Am I not showing it clearly enough? Don't you feel disgusted when you write this kind of thing to me?"

Shen Hualan's face turned pale.

Her eyes suddenly turned red, and she looked up at Yan Qing in disbelief, not understanding why he suddenly spoke so harshly.

"Master, why do you say such harsh words? Obviously... obviously I am not the only one."

The smile on Yan Qing's lips became even colder, "It's just you."

Shen Hualan's breathing stagnated. "I... I was clearly with several other female disciples..."

This time, she was interrupted by Yan Qing before she even finished her words.

"Then you were deceived by the other female disciples, idiot."

After saying that, Yan Qing waved his hand, and a spiritual power spread towards Shen Hualan.

Shen Hualan felt something, was stunned for a moment, suddenly covered her arms, and looked at Yan Qing in disbelief.

Master...actually erased her sect's mark?

Yan Qing said coldly: "Since your mind is not focused on cultivation at all, then you don't need to call me Master in the future. My Yunlian Sect does not need a piece of trash with a head full of love and affection."

"Master!"

Shen Hualan held the place where the mark had just been wiped off, and tears finally began to flow down her cheeks, but she still gritted her teeth and looked into Yan Qing's eyes, arguing.

"I have never neglected my studies because of my thoughts. I have never fallen behind in doing what I should do!" "Humph."

Yan Qing didn't say anything more, obviously not wanting to waste any more time here. He walked straight towards the palace gate, leaving only one sentence.

"Without the sect's mark, if you have such ridiculous thoughts again next time, you can just get out of here."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Yan Qing led his attendant all the way to the gate of the Divine Beast Mansion, then he glanced at the attendant indifferently.

"Go and find out who instigated her."

"Yes, Sect Master."
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That end.

Yan Qing left without mercy.

Shen Hualan was left standing there in a daze for a long time.

Tears kept falling from her eyes like beads that had broken off the string.

"Miss……"

Xiaoqing stood by and watched this scene, and she really couldn't bear it.

"Sect Master Yan really went too far this time!"

It is a humiliation for a disciple to have his sect mark wiped out without being expelled from the sect.

Shen Hualan shook her head dully. She slowly walked to the side, squatted down, and picked up the letter.

"Don't say that. It was indeed me who...offended him."

"..."

Ling Miao withdrew his gaze and covered his temples with his hands.

Ahhhhh!
The eyes of a child!

Why did she come to watch such a melodramatic tragedy out of nowhere?

Oh shit!

Lick the dog!

never mind!

fair enough.

The fact that she has no idea about it has made her attitude clear. It would be better to let Shen Hualan give up as soon as possible.

Ling Miao took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Qing.

"You stay and cry with her, and send her back when she is tired of crying."

Xiaoqing was stunned, but she answered subconsciously: "Ah, okay."

Eh? This child is more like the master than my lady.

Ling Miao nodded and left on tiptoe.
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Then I learned from others in the Divine Beast Palace the location where the great battle took place some time ago.

Ling Miao flew his sword to a wasteland.

The wasteland looked like a mess from a distance.

Charred and fallen trees covered almost the entire space.

You don't need to be present at the battle to see at a glance that this land must have been ravaged by war not long ago.

A big battle.

Ling Miao landed, took a deep breath, raised his hand and injected a wisp of spiritual energy into the mark on the back of his hand.

hum!
Her eyelids twitched, and the mark actually had a slight reaction.

Ling Miao was in a very complicated mood.

"Oh no! No way! Are we really going to loot the bag?"

Good, good, my heart is finally at peace.

The child took a deep breath and began to follow the marks, searching carefully on the land.

Finally, she found an area where the mark reaction was very weak, but it was already the strongest area in the area.

So the child rolled up his sleeves, took out a small shovel from the mustard bag, and without hesitation, began to dig seriously.