The villain of Quick Transmigration, he was arched again

Yue Luo blinked when he heard the words, indicating that he knew.

After that, he looked at his disciples——

In the original plot of the dungeon, "Yue Luo" is a cold-hearted person who never cares about the current situation of his disciples, but only cares about his cultivation. .

That's why Shen Ruowu, who had nothing, was bullied so miserably.

Under this atmosphere, even if it wasn't for Shen Ruowu, other weaker people would inevitably not be humiliated.

It should be rectified from the root.

Thinking of this, Yue Luo confirmed the current situation——

In the original plot, these elite disciples were summoned this time to emphasize the routine competition tomorrow:

Winners will receive heavy rewards, losers will receive heavy penalties, and those who rank lower may directly cancel their status as elite disciples and be relegated to registered disciples like handymen.

Needless to say, this is a very stressful rule.

Among the disciples who bullied Shen Ruowu, at least 80.00% of them were mentally distorted due to lack of strength, fear of being demoted all the time, and only came to Shen Ruowu when they wanted to vent.

Yue Luo thought for a while, looked at the disciples below, and slowly said: "In the future, the punishment of the routine competition will be cancelled, and there will be heavy rewards for the winners. Don't worry if you are not as good as others for the time being, just wait for the next time to come back again."

As soon as this remark came out, the disciples present were all amazed. They didn't expect it at all, and there was an uproar immediately.

He saw that most of the disciples couldn't believe it after hearing it, and their faces showed joy, while the rest of them were still in a daze and didn't react.

Yue Luo didn't explain much, and after letting them relax for a while, he let all the disciples disperse, ready to go to see Shen Ruowu.

But as soon as he walked out of the door, a slender young man who was especially handsome and looked quite strong came up to him, made a bow to him, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Master, this disciple just forgot to ask, is it still the day when you choose the closed disciple?" Is it scheduled for a later date?"

Yue Luo looked at him and recognized that this was the only big disciple that the original owner Yue Luo still cared about at present, the best one among Wan Yunfeng's disciples, named Yan Shu.

In the original plot, the original owner, Yue Luo, admired Yan Shu very much, and secretly indulged in many places, Yan Shu could naturally feel it, and reciprocated, and was very close to the original owner.

It's just that with the passage of time, the original owner's affection for Yan Shu has surpassed that of ordinary masters and apprentices.

It's a pity that Yan Shu doesn't have any other feelings for the original owner, but for the sake of cultivation, he can only endure.

At the end of the patience, Yan Shu's remaining respect for the original owner also turned into disgust, but thinking of the past master-student friendship, he just left Wan Yunfeng forever after he cultivated to the fullest.

Now Yan Shu has already noticed the original owner's unbearable thoughts, and is secretly enduring it.

"Well, it's the day after tomorrow." Yue Luo withdrew his mind and replied calmly.

Yan Shu nodded upon hearing this, and looked at him with great respect.

Yue Luo smiled slightly, but he didn't care about his three meals a day or how he practiced recently as usual. He just nodded and looked away.

The most important thing for him now is to see the protagonist first.

Yue Luo didn't know, when he left without looking back, Yan Shu was taken aback.

In the decayed small bamboo forest, the branches and leaves were scattered in a mess. Yue Luo concealed his figure and paced in.

With excellent hearing, he hadn't taken a few steps when he heard a violent and rapid kicking sound, accompanied by a group of people's unbearable insults and sarcasm.

It seems that there are still dots, faint and childish sounds of enduring pain.