The three hundred disciples were panting and sweating, running around and around with faces flushed.
There is a bamboo bed under the bodhi tree next to it.
Lord Li Yuan, who was wrapped in snow cloth and turned into a mummy, was lying on the bamboo bed.
The guard beside him fed him fresh and sweet juice.
Master Li Yuan took a sip of juice with difficulty and said: "Nine...nine hundred circles..."
The disciples looked at the villainous Master Li Yuan and gritted their teeth. Every time they recalled the time when they rushed to beat someone, a guard stood up according to Master Li's instructions and said: "Our Master Li Yuan said, he is the elder's right-hand man.
If there is any damage, the elder will definitely clean up the door when he comes back."
The boy in red's face twitched, swallowed his unwillingness, and continued to run forward with all his strength.
But Chu Yue, who entered the martial arts field, was really dumbfounded when she saw this situation.
"Sister!" Xiao Luo was the first to notice Chu Yue and said sweetly.
The others stopped one after another.
Chu Yue immediately said: "There's no need to run away. You all need to rest for three days and adjust your situation. I will distribute the martial arts suitable for you tomorrow. You must also go to the Pilgrimage Pagoda on time every day to listen to the music and practice."
Seeing this, Ziyuan's disciples were all elated, and some of them fell down directly on the battlefield due to exhaustion.
Chu Yue said again: "But from now on, you need to wear new clothes every moment."
"New clothes?" The boy in red jumped up from the ground like a carp, his eyes shining: "That's good."
Lord Li Yuan raised his hand tremblingly, "Elder...I...do I have it?"
"If you like, I can give you a set."
Chu Yue smiled innocently, raised her cold white jade hands and snapped her fingers, and saw the guards of the academy transporting boxes of Xuanwu inner armor.
Then, under the expectant gaze of Ziyuan's disciples, the lids of the box were opened one by one, and the Xuanwu inner armor inside reflected a frightening cold light.
Chu Yue looked gentle and spread her hands slightly, "Put on your new clothes, they are all tailor-made for you."
The little book boy trembled beside him.
The Ninth Elder is probably the ancestor of Black Sesame Trap.
Disciple Ziyuan looked at the inner armor in the box, and then at the very gentle Chu Yue, gradually doubting life.
"Are these fucking clothes?"
The boy in red yelled: "It's not an exaggeration to say that this is an executioner's knife."
He still wanted to complain, but the cloaked boy and the nine-foot-strong man covered his mouth and dragged him down, for fear of offending the new elder.
"Are you going to put it on yourself, or should I help you?" Chu Yue seemed not to hear the complaints and asked with a smile.
"Disciple comes by himself, so he won't bother the elders." The man in the cloak swallowed his saliva and said sadly.
"So, very good."
The more Chu Yue smiled, the creepier they became.
Then, Chu Yue looked at the mummy on the bamboo bed, her red lips moved slightly, and before her voice even came out of her throat, she saw Master Li Yuan suddenly become energetic, shaking his head like a rattle, and speaking very quickly without losing his temper.
It is shocking: "Li Mou accepted the kindness of the Ninth Elder. He will not compete with the disciples for resources. He will leave the new clothes to these young disciples. The night is already dark, so Li will take his leave."
Master Li Yuan gave him a look, and the guards on both sides carried the bamboo bed and disappeared in a flash.
Chu Yue: "..."
She just wanted to ask how Master Li Yuan was injured...
"Sister Elder, let's just run around in circles instead of wearing these new clothes." Xiao Luo said sadly.
Chu Yue rubbed Xiao Luo's head, flicked the poisonous snake on Xiao Luo's hand with her long fingers, and said distressedly: "Running in circles is too hard, you should take a rest."
Seeing the smile on Chu Yue's face, the little poisonous snake trembled and retracted into Xiao Luo's sleeve shirt.
The little poisonous snake only felt that human beings were indeed the most terrifying creatures.
Especially the one in front of me.
Ziyuan's disciples, who were called monsters, were all good people in front of her.