I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Ye Nan showed an unkind expression, "Why, do you have any ideas?"

"Yes," Ye Qingxue smirked, "How about this, I'll bring my younger sister and the two sisters of the Long family to mix in. In this case, maybe you have had enough fun in the Eastern Wilderness, and then we can still be together When we meet on the battlefield, when the time comes, we will turn around and run to follow you, Sikong Zhen will die of anger."

Ye Nan smiled, and thought to himself, Master, that this is what you planned.

Are you afraid that I won't come back to the Holy Land?
"Alright, you can go if you want. It just so happens that Sikong Jianmo once liked Wan'er. When I think about it, I feel uncomfortable. You find a chance to eunuch him, and you'll be fucked to death."

Ye Nan thought for a moment and said.

"Okay, then it's settled." Ye Qingxue went back to pack her things.

Ye Nan went straight back to Liuyun Peak, waiting for tomorrow.

Recalling what he saw and heard in the Holy Land of the East China Sea during this period, Ye Nan was filled with emotion.

However, the three-month period has come, and it is indeed time to go back.

I don't know how Tang Yingruo is doing now.

In the afternoon, heavy snow was still falling.

Ye Nan stayed at home all day, lying dead in the bedroom.

In the blink of an eye, the next day came.

As soon as it was dawn, Shangguan Wan'er got up to pack her luggage and prepared to go back with him.

……

At the same moment, the Bloody Holy Land.

Before dawn, bursts of extreme bells sounded.

"Everyone, gather in the square!"

A long howl emanated from the Holy Lord's Hall, sweeping across the entire Holy Land in an instant.

call out! ——

call out! ——

call out! ...

All the disciples didn't dare to be negligent, and in an instant they turned into streamers and escaped from their respective residences and came to the square.

The snow was two meters deep, it was freezing cold, and the wind was blowing.

The Bloody Lord stood on the high platform with a cold face.

After looking around, he began to settle the matter, and shouted an order: "Hu San, Wu Yong, Gu Changqing... You guys will be expelled from the Holy Land starting today, get out!"

There were seven of them in total, and they all lived in the same room as Tang Manjin.

"Holy Lord, why did you expel us from the Holy Land? Mr. Nan Ye was so angry that Mr. Xu died. Why didn't you expel him from the Holy Land instead, why did you expel us instead..."

Wu Yong hadn't finished speaking yet, with a "slap", a loud slap slapped him hard on the face, sending him flying out on the spot, his nose bruised and his face swollen.

"No comment, get out!"

Pulling out this slap, the bloody Holy Master's face turned green with anger.

Soon some disciples came over and forced the remaining six people out of the Holy Land.

During the whole process, Huarong was extremely puzzled.

She looked around and suddenly found that Nan Ye was missing from the crowd.

"Is he unable to get up today, or has he been expelled from the Holy Land?"

She muttered in her heart.

Not long after, the sky was bright and the north wind was howling.

At this moment, Hua Rong felt a little anxious.

Because she found that Nanye hadn't come yet.

That is to say, Nan Ye was also expelled from the Holy Land, and he was expelled yesterday.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be here yet.

"Everyone, practice hard from now on, if anyone is slack, he will be severely punished!"

The Bloody Lord ordered the surroundings: "In addition, except for purchasing supplies, everyone is not allowed to go to Fengyuan Island for half a step. If I find out, they will be expelled from the Holy Land immediately!"

"As ordered!"

"As ordered!"

All the disciples present were shocked, and when they noticed something, they nodded hastily.

They figured it out, the Holy Master must not let them go to Yichun Courtyard anymore, so they ordered everyone not to even set foot on Fengyuan Island.

"Holy Lord, there is one thing I don't understand."

Huarong said at this time.

She was still thinking about Ye Nan, and hoped that he would not be cleaned up by the Lord.

She still wants to see Ye Nan again, if she has already been expelled from the Holy Land, it would be really pitiful.

However, who made him piss off Old Xu, alas, it's his own fault.

But for the sake of your good looks, I will forgive you.

Huarong was thinking about it, when she suddenly realized that her eyes went dark, it turned out that it was the Holy Master approaching.

Just as she was about to ask a question, the Holy Master had already spoken heavily: "From today onwards, you will be demoted to be a servant disciple. If you refuse to accept it, then get out of the Holy Land!"

Huarong was stunned.

"Holy...Holy Master, you are..."

"Nan Ye is not something you can inquire about. What are you? You have repeatedly made things difficult for Nan Ye. Last night, I summoned some disciples to inquire about this period of time and found that you are a moth in the Holy Land!"

The Bloody Lord scolded loudly.

When he came back yesterday, he didn't start the liquidation immediately. Instead, he summoned a few personal disciples who had a good relationship on weekdays for questioning.

He carefully questioned Nan Ye from how he entered the Holy Land to what happened in the Holy Land during this time.

Huarong's mistake was not too big.

The fault lies in this big liquidation.

If she had been nicer to her disciples on weekdays, these direct disciples would not have rebuked her with embellishments.

Secretly, I don't know how many people are thinking about the position of her elder, this is a fat job.

"Holy Lord, what did I do, I didn't do anything, why did you demote me to a handyman...!!"

Huarong's expression changed drastically, and she almost collapsed on the ground.

She was used to being aloof on weekdays, and she was suddenly downgraded to a handyman disciple. She couldn't accept this gap no matter what.

A handyman disciple, even an ordinary disciple with the least status in the holy land, can order her at will.

"Hey, I'll have some fun in the future, I've been coveting her body for a long time."

"Let's forget it, the figure is a little bit, but the face is only ordinary, I don't even want it for me."

"..."

Some disciples whispered with their spiritual sense.

The more daring ones have already cast Yinxie's gaze on Huarong.

Don't you usually look down on us?Isn't it arrogant?
What now?
Starting today, you will be a dog that everyone can handle.

The Bloody Lord yelled angrily: "What did you do to clean thousands of small islands a few days ago, do you want me to shake it off! You are shameless, I still want to show it!"

When cleaning up the deserted island a few days ago, those holy masters gave each disciple 500 yuan of spirit stones a day.

But when Huarong came here, he deducted two hundred, and each disciple only had three hundred.

That was physical work in the cold winter and heavy snow. Many disciples collapsed immediately after returning.

She turned a blind eye to these.

Instead, he secretly scolded these disciples as fools, and he didn't even know they had become his free squeezing machines.

But what Hua Rong didn't know was that these disciples were not fools, some of them asked a certain Holy Master, and immediately learned how much money they spent a day.

But because of Huarong's status, they dared not speak out.

But now, taking advantage of this big liquidation, many disciples let out a bad breath.

"Holy Master! Huarong usually bullies the weak and fears the strong, flaunts domineering, good derogation!"

"Holy Master did the right thing. A person like her with high eyesight and low abilities should treat her like this. It is suggested that she should be a handyman for the rest of her life!"

The wall fell and everyone pushed.

These disciples seized the opportunity and made trouble one after another.

Soon, Hua Rong was deprived of her position as an elder, and became a lowly servant, being driven around day and night.