Even though she knew she shouldn't, she couldn't help it. She couldn't help but think about it for a while, and then she couldn't help but think about it for a while.
Fan Lao, who saw that she dared to desert during the confrontation, was also speechless.
Are you not fierce enough?
Then his face sank, and a sharp intention pressed over him.
Hu Qing instinctively wanted to resist, but she stopped resisting in an instant. So, before Fan Lao could react, she fell back and hit the ground with the back of her head. A mouthful of blood spurted out, all over her face.
All over.
This is a hornet's nest.
Mu Duansheng, Zhong Heng, and who knows who else, all rushed forward with a roar. The sky in Fan Lao turned dark in an instant, and they were punched and kicked countless times.
The disciples of the Lu Hall immediately went to see Hu Qing and helped him up. Before the junior sister could cry out, they saw the big hole in the floor tiles below Hu Qing's head and stopped breathing.
You must know that their law hall is a dangerous place, and armed conflicts break out from time to time. In order to save money, everything here is very durable. Even the window paper can be torn off and used as a blade. Such a hard floor made such a big hole,
It was embedded in the back of the little junior sister's head... They didn't dare to look at it for a while, fearing that it would become flat.
It’s over, it’s okay, which girl has a plank on the back of her head? Ah - why didn’t the little junior sister faint? Pass out, if you faint you don’t know anything so let us fix it!
Hu Qing was deeply injured by that blow. She vomited blood so violently that her throat was hurt, and she couldn't make a sound for a while. She was just curious about what these senior brothers meant by twitching their eyelids at her.
It was Tang Er who squeezed in: "Let me see her injuries, I am the alchemist."
He reached under her head.
A group of men gasped for air, wondering: Is there any left on the back of the head?
Tang Er nodded to them.
"Huh——" This scared the babies to death.
Hu Qing is even more confused, what's wrong?
"It's okay, junior sister, let's go over here, over here, it's clean here."
It's so dirty over there, a group of elders were fighting without seeing anything, and even had their noses inserted.
Lifting Hu Qing and changing rooms, I gasped for air. I saw that the back of Hu Qing's head swelled rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, it seemed as if a bigger head had grown on the back of his head.
Tang Er cleaned up the blood on her body and checked: "It was just a spit of blood, the back of the head was not broken."
The leather is really strong.
Everyone asked: "Where are the bones?"
Tang Er: "It's okay."
It was a simple subcutaneous injury with fluid accumulation.
Hu Qing pointed at her throat, and Tang Er took out a straight, high-shoulder bottle with a very large capacity. He opened it, put it to her mouth, and slowly lifted it up. Inside was a potion with a texture similar to honey. Gurgling, gulping, gulping, the bottle was empty.
Hu Qing's throat feels much better and she can speak again.
"I'm fine." His voice was hoarse.
"Junior sister, why don't you hide?"
"Who can escape the hall master's majesty?"
"That's right. Fortunately, it's a junior sister. If we -"
The air was eerily still.
Hu Qing raised his head: "Have you ever beaten someone to death before?"
Everyone looked indescribable admiration and fear: "If the master wants someone to die, there is no need to move a hand."
Hu Qingqing said: "Is the hall master very powerful?"
"certainly."
"Then why does he only have one arm?"
There was another strange silence. Everyone said to her with their eyes: Junior Sister, you are so cowardly, we don’t even dare to ask.
"Then you must not know about his eyes?"
Everyone gasped, Junior Sister, you are so cowardly!
Tang Er pressed hard on the big blood bag on her back.
Hu Qing screamed.
Tang Er: "If your brain is injured, stop thinking about it."
Everyone: Yes, yes, yes.
A senior brother carefully poked the big blood bag: "Aren't you going to bleed?"
Tang Er: "Don't worry, I have to give them a look."
Everyone was silent:...that's really thoughtful.
Hu Qing: "Ahem, I'm fine. The hall master is merciful - senior brother, is our hall master so majestic? I've never seen him before."
"Hall Master, he rarely shows up. I heard that he will abdicate as soon as Senior Brother Han reaches the fourth level. We have not seen him a few times. This time, he may be waiting for Senior Brother Han to come out of seclusion."
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Hu Qing thought for a while, the leader of the fourth-level bento hall was still Lutang, and Han Li was definitely promoted as an exception. But with his temperament, there is no one more suitable for him, and there is no one more suitable for him.
There was a non-stop beating next door, and the sound was of people being smashed against the wall. The beams here were shaking along with it. I didn't hear anyone's cries of pain, they were all ruthless people.
Hu Qing winked: Go and have a look.
All the senior brothers shook their heads: I dare not.
Tang Er bowed his head, the Shuangyang Sect was much more lively than the Chaohua Sect. Their Chaohua Sect had never had a group fight in the execution hall or the sect leader was so lively.
Yu Wuya: What?
After a long time, there was no sound of fighting over there. A senior brother ran over to have a look, then came back and waved. So a group of people went back with their huqings in hand.
As soon as the two sides met, they both hissed and inhaled the cold air.
"Fan Lao, you guy! You beat Qing'er so hard!"
What a handsome girl she used to be, but now, the blood bag on her head is so swollen that her face is floating in circles. If my disciple does such a cruel thing, Fan Lao, you must be boring as a person!
In Hu Qingfang's eyes, all the elders who were usually upright and serious now have faces that are full of color. He can judge their abilities and cultivation levels just by looking at the color and area of their faces. Except for the Master of the Lu Hall, because he
He was the one who was beaten by a group of people, so it is normal for him to have more luck.
Hu Qing thought to himself that what happened today was definitely not just because of him, he was just the reason. They must have had deep grudges, otherwise the clumps of hair on the floor wouldn't have been there.
Ah, yes, the master of the Law Hall rarely shows up, so it's not easy to find him. That's why today we are in trouble.
Alas, this current hall leader will soon retire. I wonder if her senior brother Han will receive this kind of treatment in the future. If so, she must be one of them.
Hu Qing was thinking wildly and didn't notice Fan Lao looking at her several times.
Fan Lao thought, isn't it just a blood bag? He just picked it and deliberately saved it to hit me in the face. He touched the small wounds on his face. They are all waiting for me. When I abdicate, I will not be restricted by my status as the leader of the Law Hall.
, let’s see how I can find my way back.
"Hu Qing, why didn't you stop when I tested you?" Fan Lao asked bluntly.
Everyone looked at Hu Qing.
Hu chuckled, showing his white teeth, and answered bluntly: "Master, you can't possibly kill me."
How wonderful, I don't block you, there are many people who can take care of you for me.
Fan Lao saw the little provocation in her eyes and thought to himself, she is indeed not a good person.
"You call them all masters, why do you only call me hall master?"
Hu Qing said: "I heard that you are about to be promoted. If you don't call me Hall Master a few times now, you can't call me Hall Master anymore."
Tsk, he is indeed not a good person. This is because he has a grudge against him.
Fan Lao was happy and nodded to her with his hands behind his back: "When your cultivation is as high as mine, we will have a good fight."
Hu Qing: "...May I ask what level the hall master is now?"
Fan Lao smiled slightly: "Seventh level."
Hu Qing felt a chill in his heart.
Fan Lao: "It's almost time to reach the eighth level."