Chapter 900 Big Dilemma

After two hundred whips, Xiaojun Mohuang's entire back had been beaten to the point of tearing his skin to pieces, and his back was covered in blood.

Luo Chen and Chong Ying had already left.

The palace servant threw her roughly into the firewood room, locked the door and walked away.

Xiaojun Mohuang curled up in the corner of the firewood room, curled up in a ball of straw because of the pain in his back, shivering constantly.

Her little face was pale because of the pain, and cold sweat dripped from her forehead.

Xiaojun Mohuang was groggy, and he didn't know how long it took.

The sound of unlocking the lock came from outside the firewood room, and she reluctantly raised her head, thinking it was Luo Chen.

"Chen...Brother Chen, I really didn't tear her clothes, really...she really did it by herself."

Xiaojun Mohuang was overjoyed and began to defend himself again.

But before she finished saying this, her neck was firmly stuck by two hands.

"Mohuang, your life is so cheap, you were beaten with two hundred whips and you still haven't died!"

A cruel smile flashed across Chong Ying's immature face, seeing that since she was thinking about Luo Chen in her heart, she was angry in her heart, and she increased her strength.

"Go to hell. Brother Chen won't come to see you as a waste. If you die, I can sit back and relax."

Xiaojun Mohuang was seriously injured by two hundred whips, and she was so hard on her neck that she couldn't resist.

It became more and more difficult for her to breathe, and her eyes became darker. Finally, after struggling a few times, her eyes completely turned black.

Jun Mohuang was thrown out of the dream and suddenly opened his eyes.

Her mind was confused, and she only felt that she had slept for a long time, and even the faint light in the room felt dazzling.

"Have a nightmare?"

Di Lingtian has been by her side, seeing her waking up with a restless expression, he stretched out his hand and gently hugged her in his arms.

"Well, a very strange dream. Fortunately, it was a dream, not real."

Jun Mohuang leaned against his arms, and the chaotic thoughts gradually subsided.

She only vaguely remembered that strange dream now.

Di Lingtian stretched out his hand and lightly arranged her back: "With me, don't be afraid."

"Well, there's nothing to be afraid of, it's just a dream."

In the 21st century, she grew up in Jun's orphanage, so her surname was Jun.

As for Jun Mohuang in Cangyuan Continent, she grew up in a monarch's family, and no matter what kind of environment, it was completely different from the environment and encounters she had dreamed of.

There is no Ying'er, Brother Chen, these two people.

So although she sympathized with what happened to Xiaojun Mohuang in the dream, she didn't care much after waking up from the dream, and quickly forgot about it.

"Ling Tian, ​​how long have I been in a coma?"

The two were sticky for a while, and Jun Mohuang suddenly thought of an important matter. The qualifications lost by Qianhuan Academy have not been restored.

"Five days."

"Five days! The Star Power Ranking Tournament has begun, and I haven't figured out a way to restore the qualifications of the academy..."

It was just four days before the Star Power Ranking against High Heaven Sect, and five days later, the Star Power ranking has officially started.

Jun Mohuang hurriedly wanted to get out of bed to put on shoes, but Di Lingtian didn't let go.

"What's the hurry, Ling Xiaozong has already posted a battle post, indicating that he wants to fight Qianhuan Academy to the death, so Qianhuan Academy's qualifications are still there."

Di Lingtian took out a post from the space ring and handed it to Jun Mohuang.

"What's more, even if it didn't happen, Huang'er, you thought I would stand by and watch."

With a flick of his sleeve, the night pearl in the bed curtain that had been extinguished was lit up by him with aura.

Under the bright light, Jun Mohuang can read the posts clearly.