My chat group is full of female losers

Chapter 4: Those who betray their teacher and ancestors deserve to be killed!

Sword Gate, Forging Bone Peak

At this moment, Luo Qingdie's only disciple Fan Bailu was frantically comforting Liu Yan'er who was sobbing in front of him.

"Good Yan'er, don't cry, Good Yan'er." Fan Bailu coaxed her softly and took out all his pills. "These are for you. All of them are for you."

"What's the use of these things!" Liu Yan'er pushed the pill away and said with a sad face: "Brother Fan, Yan'er's life is so miserable. What did Yan'er do wrong? Why does the head of the sect target me like this? Is it a crime to be prettier than her? Does she have to scratch her face before Yan'er will let me go?"

Fan Bailu looked at Liu Yan'er, whose face was tearful, and his heart was broken. He hugged her tightly and said, "Of course not! Yan'er, you did nothing wrong. It's the master's fault."

Fan Bailu gnashed his teeth more and more as he spoke: "That jealous old witch!"

When Liu Yan'er heard this, she quickly covered Fan Bailu's mouth and said with a worried look on her face: "Brother Fan, don't say that. The headmaster is narrow-minded and ruthless. If she hears it, she will definitely not let you go. If anything happens to you, Brother Fan, then Yan'er..."

Liu Yan'er cried even harder.

When Fan Bailu saw this scene, he felt like he was floating in the air, with only one thought in his mind.

——She cares about me, Yan'er cares about me!

Suddenly, a sense of manliness surged up in me.

He waved his hand and said, "What are you afraid of?! That old witch pretending to be young doesn't dare to attack me. I have beaten her so many times!"

"Brother Fan, stop talking. I already know what you mean."

"You don't believe it?" Fan Bailu stood up and said, "I'll take you to see her now and ask for an explanation for you. I want to see why she doesn't come to the meeting! Why doesn't she help with your qualifications, Yan'er?"

"Really?"

"If you tell a lie, you will be struck by lightning."

"Brother Fan, you are so kind to me." Liu Yan'er snuggled into Fan Bailu's chest.

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Meanwhile, on the other side.

After being possessed by another body, Luo Qingdie, whose spirit could only be trapped inside her body, immediately went on the chat group to cry.

Luo Qingdie: "Sisters, who understands? Chu Lu took my body!"

The chat group was suddenly filled with question marks.

Hua Honglian: "Ah, Chu Lu is so wild?"

Xu Li Niang: "Tell me about the process! Tell me about the process! Tell me about the process! Where did he touch first? How did he live?"

Zhu Shanlin: "Since it has come to this, I suggest you don't run away. You will only suffer and lay eggs all the way. Just get married directly and then cultivate your relationship later."

Liu Ruyue: "Marriage first, love later."

Luo Qingdie: "It's not this body!"

The chat group was in chaos, but Chu Lu ignored it.

He clenched his fists, feeling the surging power in his body, and felt his domineering aura immediately surge. Incomparably domineering and incomparably wild, such a devilish god, what else in the world can resist? Damn it, what else in the world can resist!

——So how did Luo Qingdie end up like that?

Chu Lu muttered to himself again.

After becoming familiar with this powerful force, he began to prepare for the next killing spree.

The first thing is to remove all these messy things on your body.

This doesn't just refer to the fluttering skirt.

After taking over the body, Chu Lu discovered that Luo Qingdie had used magic to disguise his body shape and face.

For example, they forcibly compress the bones and reduce the height, or change the facial features to make the face look childish. In short, they try their best to make themselves look petite and lovely.

This practice naturally also leads to strong discomfort and inconvenience in movement. After all, it is equivalent to a person always moving around with his body hunched.

Therefore, Chu Lu directly removed these spells.

His height increased by five inches immediately, his appearance became more mature, his facial features became sharper, and he exuded a heroic spirit. He then changed his fluffy skirt into a tight-fitting outfit, took off all his head ornaments, and tied his hair into a neat style. His whole temperament changed abruptly.

Chu Lu stretched out, his bones crackled, and he felt extremely comfortable.

At this time, Yuer walked in from outside.

Yu'er has been serving Luo Qingdie for some years.

Thinking back to when she first became a maid, she was filled with anxiety.

After all, the person you have to serve is the leader of the Wenjian Sect, the world's number one sword sect, and he is also the only Mahayana cultivator in the world.

With such a high status and strength, he must be an extraordinary person, right? I am so lucky to be able to serve such a person.

However, when we really met, I saw that fluffy skirt, that short stature, that baby face, and that pouting expression.

Yu'er felt a little uncomfortable, especially the baby face, which always made her feel awkward.

It's like someone draws a picture first, and then asks another person to make some modifications to it, so you can tell at a glance that there is something wrong with the picture.

Later, she learned from other people that Luo Qingdie was extremely fond of beauty and had used magic to change her appearance.

Yuer was a little disappointed.

Of course, it's just a little bit, after all, her strength is real.

Even though Yu'er never saw her fighting in the sect, she always heard that she had killed some powerful people or powerful monsters somewhere, and she still had some respect for her in her heart.

Until recently, or to be more precise, after Liu Yaner joined the team, things started to change.

She began to frequently see embarrassing scenes of Luo Qingdie.

She was pointed at and scolded by her master, ridiculed by her senior brother, and even kicked by her disciples, but she never dared to resist. She lowered her head and endured it silently like a punching bag, and then hid in the quilt in the middle of the night and cried bitterly.

Yu'er couldn't help but feel a little contempt in her heart.

Once, she brought hot food over. Luo Qingdie eagerly reached out to grab it, which made Yu'er anxious. She forgot the other person's identity, slapped her hand hard, and said viciously: "Don't move!"

After the beating, she finally realized what was happening and her face turned pale, thinking she was going to be punished.

Unexpectedly, Luo Qingdie just said "oh" pitifully and hid aside obediently without saying a word.

At that moment, Yu'er felt a sense of pleasure in her heart.

It was also that day that the slight contempt in her heart turned into complete contempt.

Her attitude towards Luo Qingdie became increasingly bad, and she became more and more excited seeing the latter's timid appearance.

She couldn't help but think in her heart: Luo Qingdie is only at the Mahayana stage. If I were at the Mahayana stage, I would definitely be much stronger than her.

At this moment, Yuer walked in with such a contemptuous attitude and prepared to report.

However, when she raised her head and looked at Luo Qingdie in front of her, she was stunned.

The appearance of Luo Qingdie in front of her was completely different from what she remembered.

She was wearing a black outfit, which made her look tall and slender. Her long black hair was tied up high, which made her look heroic. Her eyebrows were slanted into her temples, her eyes were bright as stars, her nose was straight, her lips were tightly pursed, and her facial features were clearly defined as if they were cut by a knife and an axe. She exuded an inviolable majesty.

——Who is this?

Yu'er couldn't help but feel confused.

She looked a few more times before realizing that the person in front of her was Luo Qingdie.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Chu Lu asked.

Hearing this calm and steady tone, Yu'er felt inexplicably uneasy, and shrank slightly. She answered cautiously: "Master, your disciple Fan Bailu wants to see you."

"Let him in." Chu Lu replied. "Yes." After saying that, Yu'er turned and left.

When she came outside, Yuer's cheeks became hot as she recalled the scenes she had just seen and the sounds she had just heard.

The contempt that was once deeply rooted in my heart melted away like snow under the scorching sun.

She couldn't help but think: How come the leader suddenly... became so handsome.

The process of delivering the message was completed quickly.

Fan Bailu was full of energy and he took Liu Yan'er's hand and said, "Yan'er, let's go and see how I teach that old witch a lesson!"

Liu Yan'er looked at Fan Bailu with admiration and hummed softly.

The two rushed into the cave and came in front of Chu Lu.

"Old witch!" Fan Bailu cursed loudly, and then when he saw Chu Lu's appearance, he was stunned for a moment.

He saw Chu Lu’s clean and neat clothes, his figure which was completely different from usual, and his eyes... especially his eyes.

It was different from the previous look which was full of doting, helplessness and even a hint of fear.

At this moment, his master's eyes were cold, ruthless, and a little scrutinizing, as if the judge was looking at the prisoners below and thinking about what punishment to impose. Fan Bailu couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

At the same time, Liu Yan'er was also looking at Chu Lu. She was surprised that the other party was no longer pretending to be good, but then she laughed in her heart.

She has seen many women who have been hurt in love and then shaved their heads to show their determination.

But few are truly successful.

After all, changing your hairstyle only requires a pair of scissors, but changing your personality is not that easy.

Seeing that Fan Bailu seemed to be giving up, she looked at him pitifully and called out, "Brother Fan~~"

Fan Bailu suddenly had an idea and realized that Liu Yan'er was looking at him.

He immediately put that trace of uneasiness behind him.

——What are you afraid of? I don't know how many times I've beaten her. I'm her apprentice, no matter how much trouble she makes, she won't dare to hit me. No matter how unhappy she is, she will eventually be obedient.

So he took a step forward with a fierce look on his face and shouted, "Old witch!"

Chu Lu looked at him and said, "What did you call me?"

Fan Bailu shouted without thinking: "Old demon..."

"I'll ask again." Chu Lu interrupted him, his tone indifferent, "What did you call me?"

Fan Bailu felt an inexplicable chill down his spine, and he subconsciously changed his words: "Master, Master."

Only then did Chu Lu put away the murderous intent in his eyes.

He was actually very happy about Fan Bailu's arrival.

I had just made preparations and was looking for an excuse to kill someone, but the excuse came to me. How could I not be happy?

At this moment, as if because he was overwhelmed by the momentum of the master he had always looked down upon, Fan Bailu felt a little ashamed and angry, and his voice suddenly became louder.

"Master! Why didn't you come to the meeting led by my uncle and grandfather?" he asked sternly.

"Why should I go?" Chu Lu asked back.

"What?" Fan Bailu was stunned. He didn't expect the other party to dare to ask back. He immediately murmured, "That was a meeting held for Junior Sister Liu. It was to solve her cultivation problem. Junior Sister Liu's aptitude is insufficient. We must find a way to solve it, otherwise it will be difficult for her to break through the bottleneck."

"So what?" Chu Lu still had this attitude, "She is not qualified enough, so I should help her? Why?"

"She is a disciple of our sect, and you are the head of our sect. Shouldn't you help her?"

"What a joke." Chu Lu sneered, "Do you know how many disciples we have? Nearly 100,000! How many of them are like her, lacking in talent? According to what you said, should I also help Junior Brother Liu, Junior Brother Zhou, Junior Brother Sun, and Junior Brother Wang? Why don't I see you speaking up for them?"

"This is different."

"What's the difference? Did she accomplish any great feat?"

"Junior Sister Liu has been a student for less than a year, and her cultivation level is only Qi Refining. How can she achieve merit?"

"So what do I owe her?"

"Of course not..."

"So what's the difference?"

"Didn't you see? Junior Sister Liu is so pitiful." Fan Bailu looked at Liu Yan'er with pity, as if he could not understand Chu Lu's indifference.

"Most of the stray dogs on the roadside are also very pitiful. According to what you said, I should go and teach a dog." Chu Lu said coldly.

"What did you say?!" Fan Bailu was furious.

Chu Lu just looked at him indifferently, and suddenly said: "Speaking of which, how is your cultivation progressing?"

"what?"

"I see you seem to have made no progress recently. Where is the pill I gave you?"

"Heh." Fan Bailu laughed sarcastically, "You want to use my giving the elixir to Junior Sister Liu as an excuse again, right? I told you last time that I can give my things to whoever I want, and you! Have! No! Business! With it!"

"Give it to whoever you want. I don't want to care. But I care about my face." Chu Lu supported his cheek with one hand and looked at him with disdain. "I am the head of Wenjian Sect, the only Mahayana stage in the world, but my disciple is only at the foundation building stage? If this gets out, where will I put my face? It is said that a good teacher will produce good students, why is my disciple a waste?"

"Huh?!" Fan Bailu's eyes widened. He had always been the only one who disliked his master, but he never thought that one day he would be disliked?
But before he could roar angrily, he heard even more shocking words.

"I think it's time to change my disciple. From today on, we are done with each other and you get out of Wenjianmen." Chu Lu said.

Fan Bailu's face suddenly turned red, and the intense shame almost washed away his sanity.

—Kick me out of the sect? She actually wants to kick me out of the sect?

A sonorous sound.

He drew his sword, pointed at Chu Lu and said, "You dare!?"

"Fan Bailu, what are you going to do?" Chu Lu said in a deep voice.

"I, I'm going to kill you!" Fan Bailu roared and rushed forward with a sword in hand.

This was an extremely absurd scene. A Foundation Establishment cultivator actually took the initiative to attack a Mahayana cultivator.

But no one present felt it was strange.

Whether it was Liu Yan'er who was watching from the sidelines, or Yu'er who was hiding outside and peeking, they all felt that Chu Lu would obediently take the beating until Fan Bailu's anger subsided.

So when they saw Chu Lu reach out and grab Fan Bailu's sword, they were all stunned.

A hint of triumphant smile flashed in Chu Lu's eyes. He looked at the shocked Fan Bailu and said, "You are committing treason, betraying your teacher and destroying your ancestors. You deserve to be killed!"

With a click, he broke Fan Bailu's sword, then grabbed half of the sword and swung it hard.

The tip of the sword scratched Fan Bailu's neck.

A head with a look of astonishment immediately flew out, dragging a trail of blood in the air, and fell heavily to the ground. Then it rolled forward several times and came to Liu Yan'er's feet.

Liu Yan'er stared at the head blankly, then suddenly screamed.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Killing people."

"The leader killed someone!"

(End of this chapter)