(BL)(MTL)Male match does not cooperate (quick wear)

Chapter 38

Chapter 38 Cannon Fodder Master Immoral 5

    The sound of Jianfeng's music, as the days go by. From the happy music at the beginning, it has become the sad music now.

    Anyone passing by would like to know which disciple of Jianfeng was hurt by someone.

    After knowing that that person was Zhu Siyuan, everyone had only one reaction, that was all right.

    It doesn't matter to the disciples outside? But the disciples of Jianfeng have been tortured a lot recently.

    From sleep-aiding and comfortable music, to lively and happy music, and now to sad and painful music, the disciples of Jianfeng have already felt in a trance. Uncle Shi felt that his cultivation was painful. In fact, the people they listened to were also very painful, and they almost went crazy in cultivation.

    Shizuzu didn't know it at all, and he continued to express his emotions through music. Why kill each other? Can Shizu let Shizuzu go, let them go? Give them a way to survive.

    Elder Tong didn't want to let Zhu Siyuan go. Not only did he supervise Wu Siyuan to learn to play music, but he also forced Wu Siyuan to pick up a sword that didn't match him at all.

    "I didn't get five hundred strokes today, no, one thousand strokes, don't stop and rest!" Elder Tong took out a piece of his own zither and said to Wu Siyuan as he prepared to play the zither himself.

    "I've had enough of your piano sound, let's listen to you next, what is real music." Elder Tong has already adjusted his voice and is about to play it.

    Wu Siyuan didn't know if he was wrong. Senior Brother Zhang Kang, who was standing by the side, seemed to freeze for a while, and then his expression became a little subtle.

    Soon, Senior Brother Zhang Kang gave Elder Tong a salute, and then left quickly as if there were beasts behind him.

    Wu Siyuan had an ominous premonition, and soon, this ominous premonition came true.

    When Elder Tong plucked the first string, Wu Siyuan knew it.

    This is revenge, naked. naked. Revenge!

    Wearing a mask of pain, Wu Siyuan endured the unbearable, gritted his teeth and swung his sword.

    In Jianfeng, except for the internal affairs disciples, there are no disciples who are cultivating.

    Today, Jianfeng disciples known as cultivators can be seen everywhere in Yuqingzong.

    It's really not easy to see so many at one time. They look like they have experienced something terrible.

    The head Xi Zimo has been paying attention to Jianfeng's movements, but because of Elder Tong's warning, he did not approach.

    But today so many sword cultivators ran out, and even Elder Tong's eldest apprentice Zhang Kang looked like he had survived the catastrophe, which made Xi Zimo very uneasy.

    "Uncle Zhang, what happened to Jianfeng? What happened to Uncle Zhu?"

    Zhang Kang breathed a sigh of relief, "No...it's not a big deal." It's better not to mention the insignificant shortcomings of his own master. He hurriedly continued to add, "Junior Brother Zhu should be... well, nothing happened. Master is still watching him practice swords!" Yes, Junior Brother Zhu is practicing swords seriously, and nothing terrible happened.

    Seeing Zhang Kang's guilty face, Xi Zimo didn't believe it at all.

    Xi Zimo wanted to go to Jianfeng to see what happened, he would never let his uncle be wronged there. How could they be wronged elsewhere!