Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chapter 770 The obedient disciple comes into my arms 03

For a moment, the entire Golden Palace was silent.

Luo Yiping did not expect that his junior brother would be so reckless, but now if the elder is angry...

He glanced at his kneeling father and suddenly plucked up the courage to stand up and explain to Xie Xi, "Sir, my junior brother is new to Tianxuan Sect. I hope you don't blame him."

"Ah."

Jin Chen smiled lightly and took some time to look at Luo Yiping, who was also nervous, "Are you the son of the sect master? You do think about your junior brother."

Luo Yiping couldn't decide whether this was a compliment or a rebuke, but he had to accept it anyway.

"That being the case, Feimian is also a junior brother. Why didn't you ignore him when he was bullied?"

Jin Chen lowered his eyes coldly, his eyes light.

"This...Feimian...is not very amenable to discipline. This junior doesn't know how to manage him."

Luo Yiping stood up with some regret and stumbled over his answer, his back already soaked in cold sweat.

"What a disobedient person."

Jinchen didn't even look at Xie Xi, he just looked down at the dazed little kid in his arms and asked softly.

"Has anyone ever bullied you in this palace?"

Feimian slowly looked at Xie Xi, who was staring at her, perhaps because the embrace was a little warmer at the moment, which gave him courage, and he nodded slowly with a childish voice.

"Yes, he."

Dirty, thin fingers pointed at Xie Xi from afar. The sound was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear.

"I didn't! You're talking nonsense!"

Xie Xi immediately retorted. He was so arrogant that he could not care that the current situation was not suitable for rebuttal, not to mention that the master was still kneeling.

Luo Rongchang felt like he was going to have a heart problem.

He quickly turned around and glared at Xie Xi, hoping that he would restrain himself, but the latter's eyes were already red with anger, so how could he notice this.

"very good."

Jin Chen fluttered his sleeves and his eyes were as cold as a flash of light, "Bullying fellow disciples and contradicting the Immortal Master is the tenth punishment."

"I hope the sect master will supervise it."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely supervise you."

Luo Rongchang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his uncle didn't directly say to expel him.

Although Xie Xi is a little eccentric, he is very talented and is actually much better than Feimian.

I don’t know what my uncle is thinking.

Punishment Article 10!

All the new disciples were shocked, and Xie Xi's legs went weak and he almost couldn't stand still.

In the fourth level of the Punishment Hall, there are evil spirits inside that are cruel and bloodthirsty. Those who are punished need to fight the evil spirits for three sticks of incense without any weapons.

But he is now in the Qi refining period!

He still wanted to speak, but Luo Yiping took his hands and knelt down with warning eyes.

Luo Rongchang probed cautiously, "Uncle, is this the end of the matter?"

Jinchen didn't respond, but looked at Feimian's young face for a few seconds, as if thinking about something.

If he doesn't speak, no one dares to speak out.

The huge Jinque Palace returned to silence.

"It lasts for three months. On the next day of the sect's small test, let Feimian compete with...him again."

Jin Chen's eyes fell on Xie Xi, but he didn't seem to remember this disciple's name.

Xie Xi's eyes lit up and he immediately responded, "Disciple, please obey your elder's order."

It's only been three months, waste is waste, not to mention it has mutated dark spiritual roots. The cultivation speed is slower than ordinary people, how can it be compared with him!

Feimian's eyes moved slightly, and he lowered his head a little disappointed, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Jinchen noticed the change in his mood, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, then disappeared in an instant, scanning everyone.

"Where is the dean of the Seven Stars Academy?"

"Junior is here, the elder has any instructions."

A middle-aged man in blue stood up and replied. In fact, he had already guessed what he was going to do.

The Qixingyuan is responsible for the belonging tags of all the disciples. Which mountain peaks belong to which immortals belong to them must be recorded clearly. The elder may want to take away the tags belonging to Feimian.

"Move the hanging sign and repair the jade book."

"Yes, I will prepare it later. After repairing the jade book, I will personally send it to Muyun Peak."

After Jin Chen finished speaking, he turned around with the person in his arms and disappeared into the palace in an instant.

Luo Rongchang quickly patted his knees and stood up, glaring at Xie Xi angrily.

"Yiping! Take him to be punished!"

"Yes, father."

Luo Yiping knew that his father must be angry at this moment, and begging for mercy would only be counterproductive, so he left the palace with an angry Xie Xi.

All the disciples looked at each other, no one dared to ask whether this final competition was good enough.

"Okay, you all go out, the competition will be postponed."

The master of Qingling Peak waved the disciples to go out. Her pretty face was frowning, and she was a little worried. She approached and asked some of her fellow disciples.

"What do you think the elder means by accepting a disciple this time? This Feimian... I checked that day and it turns out that he is not a very good person."

"I just have solid basic skills and do have some potential, but I also have mutated dark spiritual roots... Could it be that I am blind?"

Not to mention it was him, everyone here was confused and looked at Luo Rongchang.

Luo Rongchang put his hands behind his hands and snorted, "It all depends on what I do. I rarely see my uncle, so I may not be able to guess his thoughts?"

I was still muttering in my heart, what the hell is this!

The disciple that he looked down upon turned into an equal in the blink of an eye!

Everyone here felt that Jin Chen must have his own ideas, but they didn't dare to speculate.

From now on, I can only warn my disciples in the Peak Academy that if they see Feimian in the sect in the future, they must treat him with courtesy.

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Muyun Peak.

Since Feimian came in, she had been looking around curiously, even wondering if she had entered some kind of fairyland on earth.

The clouds and mist are lingering, the mountains are stacked, the mountain paths are winding, and the courtyard in the distance looks like the residence of an immortal.

Pavilions and pavilions are reflected among the green pines, accompanied by clear springs, green bamboos and exotic flowers and plants.

As we got closer, there was a faint mysterious fragrance of flowers. The source was unknown, but the flowers of the crabapple tree beside the clear spring were in full bloom, and the garden was full of flower shadows.

Feimian stayed obediently in Jinchen's arms, with her thin hands clasping her shoulders. Looking back, she saw a strange bird flying by. Its red feathers were long and slender, like a phoenix in the clouds.

He carried Feimian into the courtyard and sat down at the jade table under the crabapple tree.

Letting the little boy sit on his lap, Jin Chen smiled, brushed the dust off his face with his slender fingertips, and said softly: "The wound needs to be treated, close your eyes."

Feimian moved his shoulders, but the pain did not ease at all, so he closed his eyes obediently, but nervously pulled on Jinchen's cuffs, not even daring to use force for fear of getting wrinkled.

The long eyelashes are trembling even more, waiting for more painful feelings to come.

But just a burst of coolness hit me, and the pain in my shoulder disappeared without a trace, and then there was the coolness that fell on the wound on my face, like a finger brushing over it, the touch was as warm as jade, which made people nostalgic.

"You were in the Golden Palace just now. Do you feel that I made a mistake in my arrangements? I didn't help you vent your anger. You shouldn't have been allowed to compete with that kid."

A cold questioning voice came to his ears. Feimian didn't dare to open his eyes without receiving the order. He just shook his head and replied, "I am extremely grateful to the Immortal for bringing me back. I don't dare to question the Immortal's decision."

Suddenly, she heard another chuckle, and Feimian felt as if the tip of her nose was tapped, followed by a doting scolding.

"The tongue is not the heart."