Naturally, there is no such thing as a secret code.
She actually blamed Mr. Xie for not following the secret code... It was so unreasonable.
Shen Qiqi curled her lips in self-deprecation, put her hands around her mouth to make a trumpet, and shouted at the wall: "Master Xie, are you okay?"
Then listen carefully.
As expected, there was no response.
Shen Qiqi was not discouraged. It was impossible for a gentle and elegant man like Mr. Xie to shout at the top of his voice like her.
So she continued to shout: "Master Xie, if you are okay, just hit the wall again."
Then listen carefully.
After a brief silence, there was a tap on the wall.
Then he was photographed again.
...Twice? What does that mean?
Shen Qiqi frowned, thought about it, and suddenly realized that the beatings from the Wuji Sect were not so easy to take. The reason why she still had the energy to shout was because she had a good master who was extremely protective of her.
When she was being punished, Wu Qiongcang stood beside her with his sleeves gathered up, staring coldly at the young disciple who was carrying out the punishment with his peach blossom eyes.
Poor little disciple, she was sweating coldly under his stare. Except for the first big blow that landed on her back, the remaining 29 big blows were just thunder with no action.
She could withstand a hundred more beatings like this.
But Xie Beiming was not so lucky. His master, Immortal Yuyuan, took charge of all matters of the sect on behalf of the sect master, so he had to set an example.
Therefore, every blow that hit Xie Beiming made a loud noise and brought blood. It would be strange if he was okay under such circumstances.
Thinking of this, Shen Qiqi suddenly became anxious. She looked around the room and then aimed at the wall between the two rooms.
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