Looking at Chen Ming and the others who were walking towards him and getting closer to him, they didn't have time to think about it, Ye Chen stepped under his feet and ran out of the sect along some mysterious irregular route, leaving only illusory afterimages along the way.

Lin Yingyu waved her hand and summoned the immortal tie rope from her Qiankun bag, and pinched the magic tricks in her hand. The immortal tie rope turned into a yellow light and flew towards Ye Chen like lightning.

Looking at the Xuantian Sect gate not far away, Ye Chen became secretly happy. With experience in the Xuanhuang Mountains, as long as he left the Xuantian Sect gate, Ye Chen would have the confidence to use the complex terrain outside the sect to shake off the master and disciple Chen Ming and his disciples. At that time, he would be able to leap with the vast sea and the sky was high and the birds could fly. He wanted to catch himself, hum.

But what Ye Chen didn't expect was that just when one of his feet had already stepped out of the gate of Xuantian Sect, his body flew into the air without control.

He looked down and saw that it was the senior sister Lin Ying's immortal binding rope. As the saying goes, one step to heaven, one step to hell. Ye Chen, who was tied up by the immortal binding rope, looked at the gate of Xuantian Sect, which was only one step away from heaven, and couldn't help but shed tears of regret.

Looking at Chen Ming who was walking towards him with a baseball-like stick and Lin Ying who was holding a whip soaked in water, Ye Chen kept struggling and said in horror: "Master, Master. What do you want to do!"

Chen Ming snorted coldly: "What do you want to do? I heard that your body has been a little hard recently, so I will help you loosen your muscles and bones so that you can feel the care that your teacher and your senior sister have for you."

Ye Chen struggled more and more violently, and shouted loudly: "Don't come over, don't come over, I'll call someone if I come over again. Help, someone is here, there are vulgar old men and tram-in-law girls who are going to molest the innocent boy. Help..."

Listening to Ye Chen's shouting, Chen Ming and Lin Ying were not angry, but were even more excited. They looked at Ye Chen with a smirk: "Call it, shout it, even if you scream, no one will come to save you."

Ye Chen: "Breaking the throat, breaking the throat."

Immediately after a long time, Xuantian Sect once again made a terrifying scream:

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was wrong, stop hitting it, it hurts."

"Ah, don't, be gentle..."

"Oh, no, no, no..."

Screams were endless. At night, the moon rose. Chen Ming and Lin Ying, who had been beating Ye Chen, were thrusting their waists and gasping for breath. Finally, they exuded their anger towards Ye Chen.

At this time, Ye Chen was wearing white clothes, now it was strips of cloth, just black. His whole face was swollen like a pig's head, and even one eye was swollen and could not be opened. His cheeks on both sides swollen and turned purple-red. The corners of his mouth kept flowing out of water. More breathing was vented and less breathing was intake.

Chen Ming and Lin Ying looked at their "works", clapped the dust of their hands, nodded with satisfaction, and then returned to their room with joyful steps with satisfaction...

As for Ye Chen, he was directly hung in the center of the Xuantian Sect by Chen Ming and Lin Ying, saying that he wanted to give Ye Chen a long memory and let Ye Chen understand what respect and caring for his senior sister means...
Chapter completed!