Ayan was still wearing a black sleeve-packed outfit, his eyebrows and eyes were full of reluctance and anger, and... guilt and reluctance...

"Master, Ayan knows that he is wrong, don't expel him from the master." Aqing was also there. He knelt next to an old man and said anxiously, "Master, I am willing to bear it with Ayan. No matter how you punish me, I have no regrets, I just want my master to show mercy."

Exited from the sect?

What kind of traitor did this Ayan do? He was so serious that he was about to be expelled from the sect?

Qin Meiyu looked at this scene and felt a little sympathy for Ayan.

No wonder Zhenren Qingzhuo accepted her drunkenly and was so rude that she was so cunning that this sect was so excited to be expelled from the master.

It is true that the master has the origin of learning, and the true master of Qingzhuo has obtained his true teachings.

He would drive people out of the sect at any time. He would grow what he thought was so-called weeds in the vegetable garden. He would just make the decision and pull them out without giving any chance of explanation.

Stubborn and self-righteous, what kind of master do you become?

"A Qing, don't beg for me anymore..." A Yan knelt straight and his face turned pale, "Master, it's my fault. I just want you not to blame your senior brother..."

The old man in a dark Taoist robe, the dust dust in his hand was as white as snow, suddenly swept across, but directly swept Ayan out and fell under the steep stone steps as steep as a cliff.

The whisk swept over, and the sword that Ayan had been holding in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang" sound. The person suddenly fell like a rag, and he couldn't move for a long time. After a while, the person vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Ayan!"

Ah Qing was also suddenly frightened by this. He stood up in a hurry and was about to rush down the stone steps to see how the person was injured.

As soon as his body moved, he was blocked by a whisk.

Ah Qing's eyes were red. He did not dare to disobey his master, so he had to plead with a mercy: "Master, Master, please let me go and see Ayan, please let me go and see him."

The old man's hair was gray and his eyes were very sharp. He heard Ah Qing say this and his long eyebrows trembled, "He has such a dirty thought, you'd better stay away from him. Ah Qing, Master has a deep hope for you, don't let Master down."

Ah Qing's hands fell down weakly, his eyes were red, and he still didn't dare to cry, so he slowly fell to the ground.

"Master, you expel Ayan from the sect, and the disciples dare not object. It's just that the disciple and Ayan are both brothers and brothers. The disciple has a few words to say to him, asking the master to help him."

The mountain breeze rustled, and the coolness penetrated into the heart. Even Qin Meiyu, who was watching, felt the endless sadness and sorrow.

"When the master loses his martial arts skills, he will have nothing to do with you and me. You are the master's closed disciple, so where is there any junior brother?" The old man seemed furious, and his words were as sharp as a sword. He scattered the two people in front of him regardless of the consequences.

Ah Qing didn't say anything, his face showed a look of despair. He stopped talking, but just knocked his head heavily on the ground, one after another...

After a while, blood was stained with the bluestone slab, and Ah Qing's forehead was already very broken and bleeding.

After seeing Ayan under the stone steps, his eyes turned red. After he got up, he walked a few steps on his knees, but he did not dare to take another step forward and leaned humbly on the ground: "Master, Master, I am willing to receive punishment and I am willing to be abolished all my cultivation. Senior brother, don't do this..."

I don’t know if the old man’s heart is made of iron. No matter how hard Ayan begs, he didn’t look at the blood on Aqing’s forehead stained with a bluestone slab. He never said a word, but just stood with a gray face, sticking to a white whisk as white as snow, standing in the mountain wind, unmoving.

I don’t know how many times he kowtowed, but finally, Ah Qing couldn’t hold on, and fainted, his body fell down and rolled down the stone steps.

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Qin Meiyu: Oh, I feel so uncomfortable when I see it. I went to find my good teacher to kiss me. At night, I will stop drunk with the breeze and the moon. Life is full of joy...

Author: Yes, go ahead, don’t mess around after drinking, it’s okay to mess up the rhythm, and the following plot is difficult to arrange.
Chapter completed!