Sick beauty master is pretending to be crazy again

"Songyang Peak Mu Lanyu's disciples are asking to see you."

A respectful voice came from outside.

Because Mu Wenxue didn't agree with Mo Yunze to arrange someone to take care of him, the disciple walked through the courtyard and shouted loudly.

Immediately another voice mocked him: "He is mentally confused, maybe he will smash something out with something later, have you forgotten what the disciples who took care of him here said before? Stupid people beat me for no reason." Why should I be so respectful.

Hearing the familiar voice, Mu Wenxue blinked, looked at the unhappy Luo Qianshuang and asked, "It's Bai Lang, why both Weiyang Peak and Songyang Peak sent people over today?"

I also heard the attitude of the Songyang Peak disciples being a little timid, but they still retorted: "I am a disciple who just started in the past few years. My master told me not to enter Heyang Peak. I don't know the specific situation of Xue Xianzun. The seat brought us here, and everyone saw that Xue Xianzun's body was bruised and purple, and he was abused very badly..."

It was obvious that the disciples did not respect their teachers and bullied Mu Wenxue.

Bai Lang snorted impatiently: "I got the true biography of Elder Mu."

The disciples of Songyang Peak stopped talking, their elders were the least respected by disciples in the entire Xuanling Sect, he knew it well.The master's spiritual power is not good, and his talent is not enough. He was promoted only after being favored by Xuan Wuheng, the head of the school.

He has self-knowledge, especially now that Shen Xuan admits that he intends to seize Mu Wenxue's Wanlingling root without any refutation, and after being shut up by Mo Yunze in front of the Three Jue Pagoda for self-examination, the wind direction of the entire Xuanling Sect has almost acquiesced. Non-elders will definitely take over in the future.

Bai Lang was naturally proud.

His master, Mu Lanyu, is definitely not qualified enough. The acting head Mo Yunze has mentioned many times that Wuxin is the head of the seat, and he just wants to live in seclusion.

What else could have happened?

The disciple was unconvinced by Bai Lang's pressure, and he couldn't argue.

He followed behind Bai Lang, and the person in front opened the door with his toe, and suddenly saw Luo Qianshuang staring at Bai Lang with calm eyes.

The little disciple of Songyang Peak was subconsciously frightened by the sultry eyes, and stopped in his tracks.

Bai Lang was also shocked, and after seeing the man's silver-red eyes and appearance, he was in a daze for a while, and raised his sword and asked him, "Who are you?"

Mo Yunze didn't tell the public about Mu Wenxue's return, he was trying to secretly drive him away.

Bai Lang just recognized the vicious young man who threw him to the ground that day and was very disrespectful to him, with the same silver-red eyes, revealing an uncomfortable sternness.

The eyes are clearly the same, but why are people so big?

"The Xuanling Sect really has a lot of land and people, and there are always people who are unwilling to abide by the clan rules." Luo Qianshuang flicked Bai Lang's sword away, contemptuously, "If I hear anyone disrespecting my master, I will let you He can't speak for the rest of his life."

After all, he chuckled playfully.

Bai Lang clearly caught an irresistible restraint in this smile, his whole body froze for a moment, like an electric shock, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

The damage is not high, and the insult is extremely strong.Bai Lang is one of the few disciples of the Xuanling Sect who is about to have a Nascent Soul.

"Master?" Bai Lang was sure that he was that young man, didn't it mean that he ran away, why did he come back quietly and grow bigger?

Mu Wenxue had been leaning against the bed rail blankly, watching Luo Qianshuang supporting her, feeling a little inexplicable.

In the past few days, he not only thought of how to use spiritual power spells, but also vaguely thought of some strange attitudes towards Luo Qianshuang from the original owner.

It disturbed him a little, especially last night, and he didn't know whether it was a dream or a flood of memories.

He saw the young original owner scolding Luo Qianshuang severely, asking him not to always appear in front of him, but Luo Qianshuang always turned a blind eye to the original owner's temper, and always smiled and coaxed the original owner.

What puzzled Mu Wenxue was that the original owner was actually very willing to get close to Luo Qianshuang from the bottom of his heart, just like when he saw him for the first time, he also wanted to get close to him, but the original owner tried his best to restrain himself, and duplicity to Luo Qianshuang. A kind of harsh, extremely indifferent attitude.

He didn't understand why, nor did he understand why Luo Qianshuang had no complaints.

This is an emotional expression that goes against normal human behavior, unless Luo Qianshuang is faking it on the surface.

Mu Wenxue's heart shuddered. The most useful thing in his shell was Wanlinggen. He didn't want to admit that Luo Qianshuang was also dormant against the original owner Wanlinggen for 15 years.

He is in a bad mood now, he doesn't want to say a word, and his heart is aching again.

There was another sound of footsteps outside the door, and he tilted his head to see that it was Hong Lin.

Seeing that there were other people, Hong Lin first saluted Mu Wenxue respectfully, and then nodded at Luo Qianshuang.He saw that Mu Wenxue's face was very pale today, and she didn't want to move, so he quickly took out a small bottle and said, "Xue Immortal Venerable, take this medicine soon."

Mu Wenxue was obedient and swallowed obediently.

Hong Lin asked Bai Lang what he was doing here, and Bai Lang made a simple gesture in the air, and a moon-white slender spirit sword floated in the air.

"Linyue..." Mu Wenxue's eyes shone slightly, as if seeing a good friend who had been lost for many years.

Presumably the original owner has a deep attachment to it.

He stretched out his hand to catch it, and Linyue turned from one to two, and the two swords slowly fell into his hands. Without the surrounding of Bai Lang's spiritual power, the two swords immediately lost their brilliance and had no aura.

Mu Wenxue suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart, as if a good friend had lost her life and could no longer have a tacit understanding with him.

He looked up at Bai Lang.

Because of Honglin's presence and the coercion of Luo Qianshuang's eyes, Bai Lang had no choice but to perform the ceremony honestly, and said: "My master has spent nearly seven years, but he still hasn't repaired Linyue's spiritual consciousness. But he has already eliminated its sword. The demonic energy in the body will not go mad and hurt people."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help muttering: "We at Weiyang Peak have to refine the swords of countless disciples every day, and also refine the mahogany swords for the outer disciples. The master has to do it himself every day, so there is no leisure. The qi is so heavy that it needs high-level spirit beasts and spirit treasures to take turns to dissolve it. Originally, it would take about half a year to completely eliminate the qi, but Immortal Xue was in a hurry to ask for it, and the acting master ordered it to be returned. My master had to do his best to give it to him Exorcism has caused serious internal friction in the past few days, and it needs to be recuperated, and I can't even preside over the secret trial after a while."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the disciple of Songyang Peak, curled his lips, with an expression on his face that the other master took advantage of him.

In the past, Ling Fei presided over the secret realm trials of the disciples of the Xuanling Sect. This time, he forcibly exorcised Linyue and hurt his body. He thought that the title would fall on Shen Xuan, which would do a good job for his competitors.

Originally, Bai Lang was very displeased, but he didn't expect Shen Xuan to fall directly. Then this good thing will probably fall on Mu Lanyu. With his aptitude, even if this secret realm is done in an orderly manner, it won't affect Ling Fei What.But he just looked down on Mu Lanyu who was like a reckless man. He felt that all the good things about Xuanlingzong should be attributed to him, a kind-hearted master who doesn't like to fight.

The disciples of Songyang Peak will now understand why Bai Lang is so against him, it turns out he is complaining for his master.

He was still complaining for the entire Songyang Peak, just because the master was given special treatment by the head, so they had to look at other people's faces every day, listen to gossip, and be angry?

Don't you just have to be angry? My master's spiritual power is not strong and the state is not good. Naturally, what I can teach them is not enough for others to appreciate. It should be considered inferior.

He sighed in his heart, bowed to Mu Wenxue, and then said to Honglin: "Yesterday my master sat down and the first disciple Fang Ming came to Heyang Peak to send the spirit stone. He hasn't returned yet. I don't know..."

Luo Qianshuang snorted: "He intends to mistreat my master."

"What?" Hong Lin's delicate face suddenly became sullen.

The disciples of Songyang Peak glanced at Mu Wenxue who didn't seem to be listening to them at all, and quietly stared at Linyue in his hand with a blank expression.

Like a stunner in the world carved out of jade, whoever looks at it can't say a word about how beautiful it is.

He returned to his senses slightly, sighed softly, and knelt down with a plop: "Senior brother Hong Lin, the apprentice of Xue Xianzun must have dealt with Senior Brother Fang Ming, can you not tell the deputy head about this? I'll go back Make sure my master punishes senior brother Fang Ming properly."

"Why do you still want to cover up?" Bai Lang said to Hong Lin, "This guy Fang Ming told other disciples more than once, Mu Wen... said that Xue Xianzun's hands are white and tender, his skin is smooth and tender, and his waist and limbs are soft and tender." thin……"

"Uh!" Bai Lang said halfway, Luo Qianshuang grabbed his throat fiercely, and squeezed out a sentence: "Want to die?"

Hong Lin hurriedly pulled him down, the disciples of Songyang Peak were a little frightened by Luo Qianshuang's aura, took a step back, but also spoke weakly: "If you worship under Xue Xianzun, you need to abide by the rules of the Xuanling Sect, Don't be too impulsive."

Although he didn't know when Mu Wenxue accepted his apprentice, but the other party was not easy to mess with, he could only follow Mao's advice.

Luo Qianshuang pushed Hong Lin away, turned her head and stared at the little disciple, the strength in her hands increased, Bai Lang had difficulty breathing, and his eyes suddenly became red and bloodshot.

"Luo Qianshuang, let go." Mu Wenxue seemed to have finally noticed the people and things in the room, and tightly held Linyue who had returned to a sword.

Luo Qianshuang let go quickly, and Bai Lang almost rolled and crawled behind Hong Lin, coughing non-stop.

Hong Lin was displeased: "It's not Bai Lang who said this, it's Fang Ming's treason."

He had also heard a little bit that Fang Ming was lustful and often teased the good-looking young disciples, but he was just lip service and hadn't done anything out of the ordinary.

The disciples of Songyang Peak also moved, and approached Hong Lin with an uneasy expression on their faces: "We used to think that Fang Ming was talking nonsense, but we never thought that he was really daring..."

"So, this matter must be told to the acting head." He dared not plead any more.

If it wasn't for what Fang Ming was caught doing, a disciple who the Xuanling Sect didn't even recognize would dare to detain Fang Ming and never return overnight.

Looking at Mu Wenxue with a blank expression, he must have been greatly stimulated.

This disciple was very guilty.

"There's no end to it, you're not dead!" Luo Qianshuang suddenly cursed without thinking, ignoring anyone, feeling very irritable.

This made the three Xuanling Sect disciples feel the bone-chilling chill again, and dared not speak.

Mu Wenxue could also feel that invisible temper, and the extremely high spiritual power of the original owner would be affected by him, not to mention how uncomfortable others were.

He finally moved his eyes and looked up at the angry Luo Qianshuang, as if he had been possessed by some evil spirit, that person was extremely hysterical.

"Master, Qianshuang has important things to do, come back soon." After saying that, the man disappeared out of thin air.

Mu Wenxue looked at the open space, dazed.

Ever since he suddenly disappeared for the first time, he's been acting weird, and he doesn't know what he's been up to.

"Backyard, Fang Ming." After Mu Wenxue said this, she shrank into the quilt and refused to talk to anyone.Luo Qianshuang told him that yesterday he cleaned up Fang Ming so badly that this disciple would never want to do that kind of thing for the rest of his life.

Mu Wenxue had goosebumps all over his body, thinking of the feeling of that man's fat hand on his waist, he just wanted to vomit!

No matter how Luo Qianshuang dealt with him, if he wasn't so weak that he just wanted to lie down now, he would definitely beat that man into a pig's head!

Hong Lin quickly brought Fang Ming over. He was chattering, unkempt, as if he had lost his mind and gone mad.

The person who had been staring at the terrified big-eyed person suddenly struggled and screamed at the moment he saw Mu Wen, frightened into incontinence: "Monster! Mu Wenxue is a monster! Don't come here! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Hong Lin reprimanded him: "What nonsense!"

But the Songyang Peak disciple let out an exclamation, and grabbed Hong Lin's sleeve vigorously: "Senior brother! Look!"

"What's going on here?" Bai Lang raised his sword to face Mu Wenxue, his expression tense.

Hong Lin stood in front of several juniors: "Back back, back quickly!"

What was quite strange in front of them was that blue-purple lightning-like demon patterns slowly climbed up Mu Wenxue's face, quickly spreading to her arms and neck...

Horrible.

Mu Wenxue's whole body was so cold that it was so cold that it seemed that countless strings were tearing his body apart. The pain was severe and he couldn't control his rage!

"Snow! Immortal Xue!" Hong Lin exclaimed!

"Hee hee—" In an instant, Mu Wenxue's eyes were completely darkened, and he smiled at the three disciples with a terrifying smile, and licked his sharp teeth with the tip of his tongue.

"Demon! Mu Wenxue is a demon!"

Fang Ming screamed in horror!

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