"We are also younger generation. Last time in yuchizong, thanks to master Yijie's help, we can save our lives. Let's go together." Gu Fenghua said.

"Yes, we will, too." White fat and Lorne follow.

Bai pangzi mentioned it to ease the oppressive atmosphere, but when he went to Chengyun hall together, the four people's steps became more heavy - to say, the fate of Yijie master didn't seem to be better than that of kitten headed eagle.

"I have seen uncle Gu, uncle Luo, uncle Jun and Uncle Ye." Several disciples of Tianyun sword sect guard outside the courtyard beside the side hall. They see Gu Fenghua coming and salute respectfully.

"No need to be polite." Gu Fenghua stepped forward to help each other.

Generation comes from generation, but when it comes to age, they are probably a few years younger than each other, and they are not used to it every time.

However, those sword sect disciples didn't think so. Seeing Gu Fenghua's real fighting power, all the three sword sects were convinced of them. In this world, the strong are always respected. How can these disciples of sword sect take the age gap seriously? They still respectfully finish the ceremony and then straighten up.

"Several martial uncles have come to see the young master. He hasn't come out yet. Why don't you wait for a while?" A young disciple guessed Gu Fenghua's intention and said.

"Not yet?" Gu Fenghua was a little surprised. It's past noon. Haven't you got up yet?

"Are you sure people are still in the yard and not out?" Ye colorless Spirit slightly a vibration, ask a way.

Although he heard that master Yijie had no integrity last night, it's not surprising that he turned back since he didn't even have integrity. Will master control Shangguan Qingxue and run away long ago? Although from the strength point of view, this is unlikely, but ye colorless still have some hope.

"Well, we're sure." One of the youngest looking disciples said, "in fact, we came here before dawn. We wanted to wait outside for the young master's orders. We just heard what the young master and his mother were saying. We also heard and heard from time to time..."

At the end, the young disciple's face was slightly red, and his voice was getting smaller and smaller.

"What do you hear?" The white fat man asked curiously.

"Well, it's like the sound of a whip." Under the curious gaze of several martial uncles, the young disciple finally said it, but his face was so red that he almost caught up with the monkey's ass.

Next to him, several of the brothers were also flushed.

"Shao Zhu and Shao Zhu's mother are worthy of fame. They are very happy when they are newly married. They have not forgotten to discuss the martial art of whipping. They are models for our younger generation." An older disciple said.

At the same time, he tried to put on a look of admiration, but how could he look so obscene.

Gu Fenghua and others are all in a cold sweat, and a picture emerges in their mind at the same time: in the room, Shangguan Qingxue is high above, with a smile on his face, pulling down one whip after another. Master Yijie was trampled on by her, shivering and covered with whip marks.

Lewd, really lewd.

"I think we'd better come back later." Gu Fenghua will be very unhealthy, very children should not be the picture out of mind, said to Ye colorless.

"Well, come back later, come back later." Ye colorless, full of shame, head down and fled.