Chapter 1215 Recalculation (Second Update)

Sun Mingyue shook her head and sighed.

She got up and left the grand teacher's chair, went down the steps, paced slowly, thought slowly, recalling Chu Li's previous actions in her mind.

At that time, she could see that Chu Li was playing tricks, and that internal energy was weird, but she didn't expect that Chu Li's cultivation base was so powerful that he was able to severely injure Deng Datong.

Deng Datong also took the blame for himself, and tried his best, but in the end all came to nothing.

Of course she knew that Chu Li agreed so happily because he was sure that Deng Datong would not be cured.

This Zhao Dahe is really rebellious and rebellious. It's useless no matter how much I try to force myself to do something I don't want to do. It's not that I haven't punished him, but it doesn't work. People don't fear death, so why should they fear it? Fortunately, there is at least one person who can restrain him, make him obedient, and still have weaknesses to catch. Once Li Ruolan died, he no longer had weaknesses.

She shook her head and sighed, but she still couldn't come up with any good ideas, but for men, the most important way is beauty tricks.

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass, not just one, but almost all heroes can't pass the beauty pass.

Her bright eyes flickered, thinking about the women in the church.

All the disciples of the Guangming Sacred Cult are carefully selected, and most of the male disciples are handsome, while most of the female disciples are beautiful. It is rare to see one as ugly as Chu Li, and it is an odd number.

The good fortune of heaven and earth often likes to fall in love with one person, and concentrates all the advantages on one person. Beauty and wisdom often coexist.

Those with outstanding aptitude are often superior in appearance.

However, there are many beautiful female disciples in the sect, but not many can make Zhao Dahe's heart move, not because they are not beautiful enough, but because they can't walk into his heart.

She sighed secretly and shook her head, it was Li Ruolan who caused it, because of Li Ruolan's death, Zhao Dahe's mind was completely closed.

Du Ying came in gently: "Saint..."

"Why are you back again?" Sun Mingyue said lightly.

Du Ying said softly: "It seems that Senior Brother Deng has passed out."

Although she hated Deng Datong, she was a little worried about him. If he really died, then Junior Brother Zhao would be the real unlucky one. He would be punished for killing his fellow disciples, and even lose his martial arts.

He had already killed the altar master, and if he committed another crime this time, he would be punished more severely, and even be expelled from the Holy Church. For such a Deng Datong, the gain outweighed the loss.

"Passed out?" Sun Mingyue frowned and said, "Are you seriously injured?"

"Yes, I'm afraid it's life-threatening, otherwise, the saint should go and have a look." Du Ying carefully looked at her face.

Sun Mingyue snorted and said, "Okay, let's go and have a look."

Du Ying smiled and hurriedly said, "Saint, please follow me."

The two left the Guangming Palace, and soon came to Li Qubing's small courtyard, where they saw Deng Datong on the bed.

Deng Datong was unconscious on the couch, motionless, as if he had passed away, his heartbeat took a long time, and his chest heaved once in a long time.

"Saint, is Brother Deng alright?" Du Ying asked hurriedly.

"Well, I can't die." Sun Mingyue snorted.

"That's good." Du Ying patted Gao Shu's chest, and Gao Shu trembled accordingly.

Seeing her majestic breasts, Sun Mingyue looked at her beautiful face thoughtfully.

"Saint?" Du Ying blushed when she saw her.

Even a woman would feel awkward if she stared at her, even if she was a saint.

"Well, it's nothing, I'm thinking about something." Sun Mingyue looked at Du Ying carefully and nodded secretly.

Du Ying looked at her suspiciously, but without thinking too much, she stared at Deng Datong again: "Saint, do you want to heal Senior Brother Deng's injury?"

"No." Sun Mingyue shook her head.

"That's good..." Du Ying patted her proud chest again.

Sun Mingyue stretched out her jade palms, and lightly patted Deng Datong's chest. After a few palms, she placed her palms flat in the air, and lightly patted Deng Datong half a meter high.

Deng Datong floated up, turned around in the void, and floated in the air facing the sky. Sun Mingyue slapped him several times again, and then floated down.

Sun Mingyue withdrew her jade palm and said calmly: "It seems that you care about Zhao Dahe very much."

"No." Du Ying hurriedly shook her head.

Sun Mingyue snorted: "I can't see it?"

Du Ying hurriedly said: "Really not, Holy Maiden, I just can't see Senior Brother Deng taking advantage of Junior Brother Zhao like this, Junior Brother Zhao is so pitiful!"

Sun Mingyue laughed: "You are the first to call him pitiful!"

Du Ying said: "Senior brother Deng plotted against him, and the saintess also suppressed him. He has made so many contributions, but he can only be a helmsman in a remote place, and he is assigned far away."

"Dafeng City is not a remote place." Sun Mingyue said: "Your eyes are too far away."

Du Ying smiled embarrassedly.

She suddenly remembered that Dafeng City is also a famous city, not a remote place, but she always felt that it was far away from Da Guangming Peak, even though it could be reached in a day's journey.

Sun Mingyue said: "Forget it, you go to Dafeng City again to see if it's right."

"Saint, do you want to punish Junior Brother Zhao?"

"Well, he hurt Deng Datong so badly, so he should be punished naturally."

"You can't really blame Junior Brother Zhao, can you?"

"It was he who was hurt, how can we not blame him?" Sun Mingyue said.

Du Ying frowned and said: "I think it's very likely that Senior Brother Deng did this on purpose. Obviously Junior Brother Zhao didn't hurt him, but he took advantage of it."

"You're smart, beat me up." Sun Mingyue shook her head and said, "Go."

"...Yes." Du Ying nodded helplessly.

"Oh..." Deng Datong slowly opened his eyes.

Sun Mingyue glanced at him indifferently.

Of course Deng Datong's tricks couldn't be hidden from her.

He had already woken up, but kept his eyes closed and pretended to be unconscious. Obviously, he woke up because he heard her saying that he wanted to punish Zhao Dahe.

Deng Datong said, "Saint, you really can't blame Junior Brother Zhao."

"Oh—? You don't blame him?" Sun Mingyue's tone was light and indifferent, as if there was no trace of emotion mixed in it.

Deng Datong shook his head and said: "Actually, I blame me for not being good at my studies. I am really ashamed. As a senior brother, I am far inferior to my junior fellow apprentice. It should be so difficult!"

Sun Mingyue said indifferently: "In this way, you are blaming yourself."

"Yes." Deng Datong nodded slowly.

Sun Mingyue said: "You can think like this, I value it in vain."

"Thank you Holy Maiden!" Deng Datong clasped his fists with difficulty.

"Well, since you said that, then he won't be punished." Sun Mingyue said.

Deng Datong showed a strange smile, which was indescribably weird.

He felt that he had shot himself in the foot again. Since the saint wanted to be punished, she should do whatever it took. No matter who pleaded, he sold a favor to show his magnanimity. Why not do it.

She never expected that the Holy Maiden would go against her usual routine and accept her pleading, and change her mind not to punish Zhao Dahe because of this!

Annoyed and helpless, he forced himself to smile, otherwise he would be seen by the saint.

Du Ying pursed her lips secretly, feeling the saint's teasing, and obviously took the opportunity to beat his hypocrisy, telling him to be more honest and not play tricks in front of the saint.

"Heal your injuries well, let's go, Du Ying." Sun Mingyue said.

"Yes." Du Yingjiao responded, followed her out of the small courtyard with a smile, and headed towards the Guangming Hall.